Is there a place in reality where we can be selfish and selfless at the same time? Where sincerity has no cost. Where thinking of lies can expose the truth for us. Where courage can exist in the form of cowardice. Where those who speak, without lowering their eyes, know nothing.
Let me know.
Sunday, 27 September 2015
Tuesday, 22 September 2015
Existential crisis: I think I'm a plant
In my efforts to understand the rain, I lost track of the difference between a drizzle and a downpour.
Beautiful.
How little I understand about the rain.
Beautiful.
How little I understand about the rain.
Monday, 14 September 2015
"Verily, adversity has befallen me"
The process of being blessed with patience will never be easy.
How can I forget? I should be thankful.
How can I forget? I should be thankful.
Wednesday, 9 September 2015
You were who you were. You are who you are.
The Narrow Road to the Deep North. It is a beautiful piece of written art.
In the final pages, it quoted an excerpt from Ulysses -
And this gray spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star
Little remains: but every hour is saved
From that eternal silence, something more.
In the final pages, it quoted an excerpt from Ulysses -
And this gray spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star
Little remains: but every hour is saved
From that eternal silence, something more.
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