walking the road of life.

Call me Ray!

This blog is for me to foster my creativity and document my self discovery.

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I am an otherking insolekin/tinykin to be specific, but I'm still learning about myself every day. Feel free to ask questions but leave hate at the door!
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Being an insolekin, people look at me as though I’m strange and perhaps even crazy, however I know what I am inside, I can feel the remnants of past life.

Every item around us is imbued with energy from the feelings that we put into them. They gain a soul of their own. That ratty old couch in your parent’s basement where you had your first kiss, a basketball you used every day while brother fought abroad, and yes those worn little insoles you slipped into your flats when you went dancing with friends.

When those items are left unused that energy will seek a host, and I believe I am such a host. Being an insolekin I have a thirst for adventure, a lock of dark, warm places, and I am a nurturing spirit. I’ve never been grossed out by feet, I think they’re fascinating! I love to give foot massages because it’s what I did for a living in a past life! Shoes of all types are fun to look at it, and have plenty of stories.

Validity isn’t just for those otherkin who have the souls of the living, sometimes the warm feelings of a happily used insole can find it’s way to a host as well.

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