Oxidized Copper Is Such A Beautiful Color Palette. The Rich Reds With The Cool Teals. Such A Vibrant

feeling very normal about this

I feel like a lot of people don't realize how much power and control they actually have over their lives. Just learning about how we function, our instincts, habbits, and sensory experiences helped me see the world and my existence in such a different way.

All we have is our perception of the world, which more often than not is taken for a fact, when in fact, we can decide if we want to see an event as good or bad or just happening outside of our control.

If I experience a chain of bad things happening to me, If I happen to fall off my bike and break my arm, I won't think I have bad luck, or that my whole life sucks and I shouldn't even try. Rather, I try to separate the events that are out of my control, not good or bad, not personal but a flow of things that is natural and unpredictable. The thing that is within my control is how I choose to react to it. Instinctively I would get upset, curse ect. but taking a step back, looking at the situation separate from my current feelings gives me a much better perspective on things. What we feel isn't always the best way to deal with things, it's just what we have done the longest.

Anyways, I'm not sure where I was going with this except that it's within your control how you see and react to things.

Retracing

yknow "fossil words" where theyre words that only appear in phrases and not really on their own. like in "eke out" or "bated breath." well i have an example of a fucking fossil PHRASE which is an entire PHRASE that only appears in a single context and no one has ever fucking used outside that context. and that's "roam the earth." which literally nobody has ever said about anything thats not dinosaurs

Hunter gatherer, prying open the seeds, got curious enough, started peeling its own skin, digging underneath, born with scars on your hands, stardust, sun sent, the first flesh you ever tasted, your own, folded flesh underneath the bone, and two eyes gazing in oblivion, oblivious of obvious

Meditations by Marcus Aurelius