Das sind wunderbare Texte! Was inspiriert Dich am meisten?
Meine Feder wird geführt von all den Gefühlen, denen ich auf emotionaler Ebene keinen Platz machen kann.
Die Liebe möchte, dass ich sie nenne, aber nie konnte sie die Muse sein, die Trauer für mich war und ist; Es ist also die Trauer, die ich an ihrer Stelle nennen muss.
What would be something you would want to say to your younger self if you could?
I think I would share a quote from Robert Jordan with him: "The oak fought the wind and was broken, the willow bent when it must and survived."
As with nearly everything in our world, this quote, offers myriad interpretations. Yet, I interpret it in a way that might have pointed my younger self in the right direction.
The oak embodies strength, steadfastness, and resilience - its very identity. It feels invincible, unyielding, a necessity; should it encounter something matching its strength, it would break. However, as anyone who is living knows, nothing matches life's strength, which strikes relentlessly and unapologetically. An oak, taught only to be strong and never to bend under life's winds, is destined to break. In contrast, the willow symbolizes flexibility, adaptability, and endurance - capable of bending with life's challenges without ever breaking.
The perceived strength of the oak thus becomes its greatest weakness, while the perceived weakness of the willow reveals its true strength.
Yet, I fear these words would fall on deaf ears, for the mindset of "having to be strong" is and always was deeply ingrained within me. Despite years of reflection, I have been unable to purge these thought patterns. It is a deeply rooted behavior, a toxin coursing through my blood, likely forever poisoning my veins.
I have the feeling that you will take your own life in the next 2-3 years because of the world view you have revealed on this blog so far. And I also have the feeling that nobody will miss you because you are a lonely, unlovable person which is further proven by you being alone on christmas.
You had sent me these and other messages on Christmas Eve, and now I could speculate on what this says about you as a person or why, as an anonymous individual on the internet, I seem to play such a significant role in your life that you take the time on such a day to send multiple messages of this nature to me. You could be surrounding yourself with much more positive thoughts and activities on a day like this, yet I will refrain from delving into such reflections. I will not further address these or the other messages, as they are not worth my time.
In that spirit, I wish you joyous holidays with your family or those close to you and hope you have been able to release whatever burdened you with this message.
You said you get the most compliments for your ass but still you haven't even posted a single picture of your lower body? Are you skipping legs you wimp? 😂
I suppose I'm just not your typical fitness influencer who documents every workout session online using pictures or videos and I hardly post pictures on my blog. Admittedly, leg workouts are actually the least fun of all my workouts, but that just gives me even more motivation to do them.
So no, I don't skip legs.
Wie lange schreibst du schon Gedichte beziehungsweise wie lange schreibst du schon auf Tumblr?
Seit etwa 10 Jahren.
Mein Blog auf Tumblr existiert seit dem 08.02.2020, also in etwa so lange bin ich auch auf Tumblr aktiv und teile hin und wieder Gedichte.
I want you to write the alphabet on my ass with your beautiful handwriting.. I'm sorry but that's my first thought that comes to my head in combination with the rest of your blog..
You haven't posted in a while so I'm hoping you finally gathered a bit of courage and offed yourself 😏
Sorry to disappoint you again, but I'm still here. And to keep your hopes low, sometimes I don't post for weeks or months, that's completely normal for me.
But thanks for apparently caring enough about me to bother posting a message like this in my absence.
What got you into writing poetry, and do you write more than you post?
Mainly my inability to express feelings on an emotional level, which made me look for alternatives to bring those very feelings to the outside world. This can be in the form of calligraphy, or sports, but also poetry and a few less "healthy" ways.
And certainly I write more than I post here. Most of my poetry is not made for the eyes of the general public.
Was bedeutet für dich Schmerz?
Schmerz verdeutlicht mir am Leben zu sein.
Ich sehe in seiner Existenz nichts unliebsames, vielmehr setzen mir die langen Zeiträume der Gleichgültigkeit zu, wenn ich zu lange nicht von ihr ablassen kann; Oder will. Die wortkargen Versprechen von Apathie und Lethargie können anfangs betörend wirken, aber alles hat seinen Preis.
You know most of the deficiency symptoms of a vegan diet only spark up after 1-2 years .. so enjoy it while it's still good. You'll notice soon enough :)
By that logic, as someone who has been eating a vegan diet for over 10 years, I should have died or suffered critical consequences a long time ago. And yet my regular blood tests show the best results ever, the sport I regularly do six times a week is the most fulfilling I have ever experienced and my energy is a seemingly inexhaustible resource.
But keep thinking what you want to think. It's not up to me to expose your errors and convince you otherwise.
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