"You taught me the courage of stars before you left
How light carries on endlessly even after death
With shortness of breath you explained the infinite
How rare and beautiful it is to even exist"
— Saturn, Sleeping at last
I don't feel so good today.
I feel a strange, ancient ache in my soul. An aged feel to my rigid bones that once held the weight of the earth and the sky. Now they wish to rest, to turn to dust. They have endured enough weathering. I feel nostalgic for a life I have never lived, for a life I wish I lived. I suppose I do understand this humane desire. The soul was never meant to stay on the earth. It was meant to rise. And here, now, it is bound to, shackled to this body and inadvertently, to this world,held taut by the unyielding chains of gravity. I yearn for the day I return home. Up there.
I don't feel so good today and that's fine.
~Me
“A man of intellect is like an artist who gives a concert without any help from anyone else, playing on a single instrument — a piano, say, which is a little orchestra in itself. Such a man is a little world in himself; and the effect produced by various instruments together, he produces single-handed, in the unity of his own consciousness.” - Arthur Schopenhauer, Counsels and Maxims
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crystals with landscapes of nature
I made a room for you in my mind.
I was foolish, I thought you were kind.
I never noticed the knife when you came from behind.
Or the chains on my arms that bind,
Or the cloth over my eyes that blinds.
I remember when I lovingly made a room for you in my mind.
I was wrong, you weren't kind
~Me
The fantasy of the human being is infinite, enjoy the piece that you get. By Key Monster