Each fragment is a treasure.

Documenting existence on the periphery of the collective mental confine.

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Not a safe space for me right now. Thank God this blog exists, because I just need to get that out there. I don’t feel safe enough declaring a hiatus so I’m doing it here instead - what the fuck.

You don’t understand what actually happened that day.

Get out of my field of vision. I don’t ever want to see or hear that bullshit again.

I’m just being angry because I’m secretly really afraid, you know. Afraid that I’ll fall for that kind of bullshit again. Because I know I will, if the right conditions occur again. And I always will. And one day it will stand proudly upon my lifeless body and say “I won after all”.

365q: Day 286/365

365q:

Day 286/365

365q: Day 361/365

365q:

Day 361/365

“Happiness is the absence of the striving for happiness.
- Chuang Tzu (via accidentalbuddhist)

“In an infinite fractal of rotation, how do you define the center? Every point is the center. You are the center of the universe observing the universe from your very own center. Wherever you pick a point of observation in the fractal, that point becomes the center from which you’re observing the universe. That point becomes stillness. Why stillness? Because in that point now, all the spins of the universe cancel out.… You need stillness to have a frame of reference for rotation… And that’s how singularity occurs. Singularity is the point at the center of your experience of the universe, that is the point of stillness from which you’re observing the universe.
- Nassim Haramein (via nirvikalpa)

(via fernsandmoss)


No more concepts, ideas, fixations, desires, defiance, anger, indignation, agendas, expectations, hopes, despair.

No more.

Let me just be.

I’ll go where the wind goes.

It doesn’t matter anymore. 

Like dust that blows in the wind, he knows that to long for cessation is futile, for all existence is ever changing. And regardless of anything that happens between now and then, the day when his body returns to dust, it will not change the inevitability of that transformation.

Freer than the bird; lighter than the air.

dear friend

I’m sorry, I couldn’t shield you forever
There will come a day when you will have to face existence, in its entirety

I’m sorry, for making you feel as if all these years were an illusion
I’m sorry, but the only person you could possibly forgive is yourself

To release from both the hurt and the attachment to a past that is no longer
Today is a new day, a brand new day

Today is an opportunity to create new conditions, based not upon a search for relief
But the aspiration to embrace and transform the suffering of not only yourself
But also countless others that have come before and will come after you

This moment holds the key to potential, to transformation, to breaking the silence
Even if your truth falls upon closed hearts and deaf ears, know that I will be here to receive you
Even if just for a brief moment - as I have always been

Existence in and of itself is the greatest act of creation
Never cease to create

Never settle for any less than what you rightfully deserve.

“Scar tissue has no character. It’s not like skin. It doesn’t show age or illness or pallor or tan. It has no pores, no hair, no wrinkles. It’s like a slip cover. It shields and disguises what’s beneath. That’s why we grow it; we have something to hide.
- Susaana Kaysen (via scarsandbonessticksandstones)

(Source: scarsandstonessticksandbones, via brandnewbeggar)


(via naturalinspiration)

“And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
- Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via enderkay)

(Source: quote-book)


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