I Don't Think I'm The Same Person I Was A Month Ago But Also Don't Think That I Know Who I Am At All

Ryabushinsky Manison, Gorki House (1901) Located: Moscow, Russia

i am a different person than who i was last year. my hair is longer and i cry less and i am stronger. i am a different person than who i was six months ago. i am free and different and am embracing change. i am a different person than who i was a month ago. i sit in the sunlight without worry and i don’t let things stick and i look up and smile. i am a different person than who i was last week. i explore more and look at the sky and laugh more. i am a different person than who i was yesterday. i let go and breathe. i am whole.

im not being funny but artistry will save your life. music, painting, pottery, writing, carving, weaving, the act of creating will save you.

i had this reoccuring dream of my younger self and my mom hidden in a room where every wall is hidden in red curtains they go to the top the ground is black with random orange and yellow dots like a design you would see on the seat of a bus. there is a door i always forget when i wake up. i don't know whats behind it and i doubt i will ever find out. recently i had this dream again. the thing is i don't know if i actually had this dream before it just felt so familiar like i have seen it before but i haven't it needs to be in another dream. in this dream i had recently i was in the living room panicking i could see trough the slit in the door that the people are coming to get me. randomly i see a hole in the ceiling like skylight i can see the room from the way down but the rectangular hole is too small for me to fit through. i can actually not even really see the room but i know that it is the one with the red curtains. i have this bitter feeling. maybe i've dreamed this as a kid before but now it is hidden behind a foggy wall luring me in to forget everything. there is something hiding behind those red curtains. i will come back to this if i ever see the red curtains again

can you do one about feeling lost/like you don’t know what your own identity is?

I THINK I'VE LOST MYSELF SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WAY

emilie möri / angels in america / poietike / mahmoud darwish / fernando pessoa / emily dickinson / fernando pessoa / francine pascal / darker than erebus / alex dimitrov / clarice lispector

Falling Star, 1884, by Witold Pruszkowski (1846-1896)

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