What makes a man
Is being gentle
When we’re irate
It’s being humble
When we are great
It’s finding love
Amongst the hate
What makes a man
Is supporting one another
Building each other up
Picking up the pieces
When everything goes toes up
It’s shaking hands
To heal rifts
It’s being generous
With our gifts
What makes a man
Is helping friends
And making amends
It’s recognizing mistakes
And fixing them with haste
Boys may fight
But men do what’s right
That’s what makes a man
My shrine to Memento Mori by rococobean
When Everything Everywhere All at Once said “The only thing I do know is that we have to be kind. Please, be kind, especially when we don’t know what’s going on"
When the Good Place said “Why choose to be good every day when there is no guaranteed reward now or in the afterlife… I argue that we choose to be good because of our bonds with other people and our innate desire to treat them with dignity. Simply put, we are not in this alone.”
When Jean-Paul Sartre said ”‘Hell is other people’ is only one side of the coin. The other side, which no one seems to mention, is also ‘Heaven is each other’. Hell is separateness, uncommunicability, self-centeredness, lust for power, for riches, for fame. Heaven on the other hand is very simple, and very hard: caring about your fellow beings.“
god is the space where God used to be
Who am I meant to be angry at now?
dostoyevsky // nicola yoon // ada limón // john steinbeck // avainblue // sylvia plath
We are a very very dumb, stupid people
Winterreise
etchings on zinc, 40 x 30 cm inkenstabell.com
April Prompts - 4/14 Smiling - @creativepromptsforwriting text version below (click on keep reading)
I've a papercraft smile Pasted on with hotglue Cut with a technique Of perfected disarmament Hand stuck to my hilt At the ready yet shaking Then I met your smile You must've noticed the snips The jagged appearance of my mouth Caught up in the curl of your lips My body went still Ripped off the paper Learning I've forgotten How to smile
nvmillustration
I hope Nael knows their poem made me cry