there are no words which can express the feeling of gratitude that has taken control over me
all i can say is THANK YOU
for your support, your kind thoughts, your likes and appreciation towards my work
for everything, really
you are the best
i hope you have a wonderful day, lovely people
Why does death bring so much pain? Why do people cry when someone dies? Most of them would say that it’s due to the fact that they won’t be able to see the person in question ever again… Well, that’s selfish if you ask me. So fucking selfish!
Your beloved one has just converted their soul into ever lasting energy that wanders through space and time and you’re crying? Your beloved one can now gaze at the whole Universe, touch the stars, high-five comets, visit new galaxies, become a tree or a waterfall or a drop in the ocean and you’re fucking crying?
Shame on you!
Shame on me… for I do the same.
plants love you as much as you love them
inject yourself with that love from time to time
you need it more than you think
i’m sorry i talk so much about plants… i just love them
i let the wind blow my amber leaves away as i create so many more in lovely shades of green
this was inspired by yesterday’s post
I bought a pot and seeds and soil and put them all together. I nurtured and took great care of the mix. As the days passed by, my lovely plant kept on growing till it became bigger than the pot she was in. At the same time, the raw-green of her leaves faded into lifeless yellow. She was sad. I couldn’t do anything about it. No matter how much I watered her, whispered beautiful words to her or decorated her pot with pink stones, the plant continued to turn amber. To my shame, I lost hope and abandoned it.
One day, I came back to check on her, thinking that I should give it another try. Maybe this time my efforts to bring her back to life will be successful. I took a glance at my old baby and saw it. Tall, green and… happy.
That’s when I realized that happiness comes from within and that the world can’t help you if you don’t let them do it.
Also, yellow can sometimes be the saddest colour, whilst green will always be pure, healthy and powerful.
Therefore, I am terribly sorry Vincent, but this time we go on separate ways.
I decided to start a series, called Musing Monday, in which I’ll share with you thoughts and ideas on different topics. Most of these writings will be little rants from my journal. I hope you’ll enjoy it 🙂
I feel like I miss something or someone. I don’t know what or who, though… I ache. I am drowning in a feeling of constant nostalgia. Maybe I miss the days in which emotions overwhelmed me. When I felt alive. Broken, but alive. Confused, but alive. Overly excited, but alive. Now… everything’s mediocre. And it makes me disgusted. Mediocrity is such a bitch. I don’t want to be mediocre. I won’t be mediocre.
Sit. Don’t talk. Observe. Everything that surrounds you has a story. Try to listen to what they have to say. The trees, the clouds, the wind that takes with him yellow leaves on a journey of self-discovery, the annoying pigeons that just won’t leave you alone… Listen and be grateful that these precious elements of Nature share their story with you.