.... (Some days...)
I sit here in the dark like a mawn under the moon and stars All alone Watching for the break of dawn.
I sit here alone in my corner of the universe. with clouds above. blocking the moon, the stars. No one to hear my verse.
I sit here in the dark, eyes unseeing, head down. The rain pouring down. Is there a dawn? No one will see me drown.
I sit here feeling cold, numb, dead and bound. Blade in hand. Whittling away. Till the blood flows down.
Dawn has broken. The sun is rising And there is no light. Nothing left to be spoken.
K. C. Barry
You must learn to let go. Release the stress. You were never in control anyway.
Steve Maraboli (via wordsnquotes)
... And you still think you are. In control. Even when letting go...
Hide'n seek... Getting closer to the you! 😉
“What’s yours will find you.”
— Unknown
I am thankful for the difficult people in my life. They have shown me exactly who I don’t want to be.
(via purplebuddhaquotes)
Still sorting through people...
So many of us...
“You discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable. First, restlessness. The second symptom, absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an illness - monotony, boredom, and death. Millions live like this, or die like this, without knowing.”
— Anaia Nin
https://www.instagram.com/p/BimRnyIDS75/
So very true...
GENSTART, forsigtigt, tøvende, usikkert…
Det er heldigt. At kun jeg læser dette. Heldigt, fordi der mangler indlæg fra februar til nu, maj. Kun jeg lægger mærke til at kæden er brudt… Og som jeg da ellers har prøvet ihærdigt, siden 2013! At lægge noget op, bare NOGET! Men at gøre det HVER eneste måned; mindst én eller anden slags tekst, uanset hvor dårlig, om så blot… Noget. Litterær inflation. Kvantitet / kvalitet. Men PRINCIPPET! At…
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#https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/06/13/skygge-lys/ Danish. English version: This is just some trees. Looks like olive trees. And grass, a bit other dried out bushes, and a hillside. That's all. But not that's all like in "nothing else"? That is all like in ALL. Everything. I can't proof it, ofcourse. It's just my opinion. I sure don't expect others to understand. Actually, it's a selfie. I'm there, in one of the shadows. Sitting under one of those trees. You might not be able to see me. That's nothing new. But I'm right there. Don't wanna be anywhere else. That's all. And that IS really all. Not enough for you? Guess not. I couldn't care less. Selfish? Very! But about time. And I think, my opinion only, that you don't care either. Not really. Then it gets almost funny: Ok, you might be indifferent. Well, how much do you think I care about that? A competition of not caring. Take a look at my selfie: I'm gone ages ago. About time. Careless, carefree, only me and nothing else. But everything. THAT'S ALL! #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/06/13/skygge-lys/ #selfie #altoalentejo #castelodevide #olivetrees #careless #selfish #myworld #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #gone #nowisthetime #dontevencareenoughtomakeanymorehashtagsbutiamtherenomatterwhereelseimightbeseenandamashappyascanbe (her: Alto Alentejo (intermunicipal community))
Status... Det er umuligt at skrive en status. Her er et billede af en sol. Resten er tomhed. En venten uden håb. Der er andre billeder. Og der er det store perspektiv. Liv og død, naturens gang, den evige cyklus. Den er ligegyldig, det er teori, der er ikke plads til den slags. Det kommer, måske, engang. Det burde være muligt at skrive en status. / Forts på https://mantelshistorier.wordpress.com/2021/01/24/status/ #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #sol #status #fiktion # #mantelshistorier.wordpress.com #https://mantelshistorier.wordpress.com/2021/01/24/status/ #https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=3619096111461086&id=100000821994936 https://www.instagram.com/p/CKiswdeh1-0/?igshid=oa28o1w7rqf5
I sure hope so... 😊
It took Michaelangelo four years to paint the Sistine Chapel. It took Da Vinci four years to paint the Mona Lisa. Van Gogh created Starry Night only a year before he died. So be patient with your progress and take all the time you need, for you too are creating a masterpiece.
Nikita Gill