Even The Color Of The Sky Influences The Mood -
even the color of the sky influences the mood -
lisa told me that its not possible to live in a world with no influence at all -
i knew she was right the second she finished her sentence
the mood took me to this conflict of mine & today i know i shouldnt be surprised about peoples power - people talk & influence other people that will also influence other people etc etc etc
why did this confuse me back then?
when even the sound of the wind makes us feel things?
why did it confuse me when even the sound of the rain is heard?
it confused me although the white skies could change my whole mood-
today i know how i act in this world influences others
i say things and they get repeated
i have silent admirers because admirers are always silent
just like i am when i admire someone
the question that remains is whether it is lack of courage, shyness, jealousy or pride that makes us stay silent
lack of courage often is rewritten as pride - just to make it easier for the ego to understand
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You have to have a dream so you can get up in the morning.
Billy Wilder (via stay-close)
You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.
Daniel Saint (via thehopefulquotes)
your preaching shows your soul.
your practice your strength & determination
“A good will is good not because of what it effects, or accomplishes, not because of its fitness to attain some intended end, but good just by its willing, i.e. in itself; and, considered by itself, it is to be esteemed beyond compare much higher than anything that could ever be brought about by it in favor of some inclinations, and indeed, if you will, the sum of all inclinations. Even if by some particular disfavor of fate, or by the scanty endowment of a stepmotherly nature, this will should entirely lack the capacity to carry through its purpose; if despite its greatest striving it should still accomplish nothing, and only the good will were to remain (not of course, as a mere wish, but as the summoning of all means that are within our control); then, like a jewel, it would still shine by itself, as something that has full worth in itself".
-Immanuel Kant
how come i hate myself, yet i love u for being so much like me?
fatima aamer bilal from, the heart beats for two.
[text id: you’re poetry in motion.]
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