“Why do you keep looking for the comfort you’ll never receive?”
“It’s the hope that I ever will find it that keeps me going, even if I already know the answer.”
"the meaning of life is to give life a meaning" -Viktor Frankl
I was never afraid of you rejecting me. I was afraid of you loving me back.
I don’t hate you for leaving me. I just hate you for taking me away from the only person in this world that loves me for me.
"Those who are able to see beyond the shadows and lies of their culture will never be understood, let alone believed, by the masses."
- Plato
"Solitude is independence."
- Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf
"The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves."
- William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
"We are ever striving after what is forbidden, and coveting what is denied us."
- Ovid, Metamorphoses
"Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood."
- George Orwell, 1984
Because the sunset, like survival, exists only on the verge of its own disappearing. To be gorgeous, you must first be seen, but to be seen allows you to be hunted.
― Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
"Everyone says that kids these days are terrible. Why though? The truth is, kids are still the same. Parents are the ones who change."
And when the stars giggled, I found myself bursting into joy again. Such is beauty, such is pain. I always find my way back again.
~Me
All love is, inherently, selfish. Ponder.
~Me
I suppose we humans are like the very stars whose dust we came from. Each of our individual selves might seem like a speck among other specks in the deep, ebony unknown, but each of us hold such significance that our demise would impact the planets we once held close, the neighboring stars and much more. The blinding light and energy we would create would last for generations, our explosion echoing in the quiet, loneliness, creating just the right amount of power for something else to create, to begin, to bloom, to breathe. And in our deafening silence, the rest of the stars shall bow in respect. Somewhere, light years away, something enters into existence holding a piece of your light in it. A legacy continues from death to rebirth.
~Me
Creativity
You know, I’ve either had a family, a job,
something has always been in the way
but now
I’ve sold my house, I’ve found this
place, a large studio, you should see the space and the light.
for the first time in my life I’m going to have a place and the time to create.”
no baby, if you’re going to create
you’re going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or
you’re going to create in a small room with 3 children
while you’re on welfare,
you’re going to create with part of your mind and your body blown away,
you’re going to create blind,
crippled
demented,
you’re going to create with a cat crawling up your back while the whole city trembles in earthquake, bombardment, flood and fire.
baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don’t create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
new excuses for.
~Charles Bukowski
"No War"
I looked to the east and there was a war.
I looked to the west and there was a war.
I looked north and I looked south and there was a war.
I looked within and there was a war.
I felt no peace, no safety, no comfort anywhere.
With bone deep, aching tiredness, I looked at the arduous journey before me with quiet, blank eyes.
Whatever my destiny maybe, I started with the war within.
I bled and cried out emotions, pains and fears.
Years of souls haunting me from beyond their graves.
I fought and I fought and I fought.
They whispered sweet nothings in my ears. Their sirens call piercing as they wail and they wail and they wail.
I still fought and I fought and I fought.
And before I knew, their voices grew weak.
They washed over me like sea foam, dull and bleak.
Then I built and I built and I built.
After what felt like centuries, I lifted my head.
I looked to the east and I looked to the west.
I looked to the north and I looked to the south.
There was no war, only peace.
~Me
"Totemism", Dime-Store Alchemy: The Art of Joseph Cornell by Charles Simic.
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
~Mary Elizabeth Frye
"Desiderata"
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
~Max Ehrmann
Acts of Crucifixion, Kechi Nomu
Vivamus, moriendum est | Let us live, since we must die
Exigo a me non ut optimus par sim sed ut malis melio | I require myself not to be equal to the best, but to be better than the bad
Vive ut Vivas | Live to live
In girum imus nocte et consumimur igni | We enter the circle at night and are consumed by fire.
Flectere si nequeo superos, acheronta movebo | If I can not bend the will of Heaven, I shall move Hell | Aeneid, Virgil
Neutiquam erro | I am not lost
In Omnia Paratus | Ready for anything
I’ve been collecting these phrases for a while. Now, I’m finally posting them!
In absentia lucis, tenebrae vincunt | In the absence of light, darkness prevails
Dulce periculum | Danger is sweet
Non ducor duco | I am not lead; I lead
Cogito ergo sum | I think, therefore I am
Lux brumalis | The light of winter
Alis propriis volat | She flies with her own wings
Bibere venenum in auro | To drink poison from a golden cup
Est quaedam flere voluptas | There is a certain pleasure in weeping
Ut incepit fidelis sic permanet | Loyal she began, thus she remains
Si vis pacem, para bellum | If you want peace, prepare for war
Luceat lux vestra | Let your light shine
Vidi Vidi Amavi | I came, I saw, I loved | Julius Caesar
Astra inclinant, sed non obligant | The stars incline us, they do not bind us.
Sic semper tyrannis | Thus always to tyrants | Marcus Junius Brutus
Aeternum vale | Farewell forever
Curae leves loquuntur ingentes stupent | Slight griefs talk, great ones are speechless.
Fortuna vitrea est; tum cum splendet frangitur | Fortune is glass; just when it gleams brightest it shatters | Publilius Syrus
Hinc illae lacrimae | Hence these tears | Terence