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It aches, my sweet Lord! And that's my confession. I won't repent for my mania, it's your sane men, they've stung me with their sanity.
-Her Schrodinger's Cat
You bleed too much darling, gather up your flesh, drape it around your abysmal void. Nothing is seldom worthy enough to be mourned over till it turns you into a shrine of ghosts gulping tears of every mortal. Love yourself enough till you carry yourself to the grave, my love!
Her Schrödinger's cat, Eleventh insight
I wish I knew something more, felt more.Something I could put my hands on and turn it into celestial sparks. I won't lie, life is not a sane man's business. You can gaze at a lovely meadow and sink into a meditative absurdity. Or you can feel trampled down by the sky above.
Her Schrödinger's Cat, Eight Insight
Sunbeams swam across the horizon, but you nurtured a pounding wound inside your chest. You just walked away, but could barely stretch your fists at them. No you were not kind ,you were agonized. You eventually learnt to grow flowers in your eyes and creepers in your ribs and kept rowing through the same eras our ancients trailed.
Her Schrödinger's Cat, Seventh Insight
Serenity does not exist alone. It will always be entwined with imperceptible emptiness and precarious moments leaving you in front of a spindle. The battle of possibilities and choices conceive our smiles and tears. So next time if your nightmare knocks at your door, make sure to kiss its forehead.
Her Schrödinger's cat, Fourth Insight.
You've always belonged to this world,love! It was just a cruel, a meticulous sense of being alive unacknowledged which deluded the compassion within you to annihilate itself. Do you recall giggling as a child,when your consciousness was yet to take over you? Your sense of self was in unity with the universe. We can always revive the love we once were.
Her Schrödinger's Cat, Fifth Insight
What if dysfunctionalities are the only sane way of living? What if abnormalities are the only norm? What if all social constructs are the most insane structures laid out to live an ideal life? What if objective reality never existed and it was a mere hallucination? What if they could hear the music Nietzsche was talking about?
-Her Schrödinger's Cat, Third Insight
Something inside my consciousness eats me up. And I'm not even exaggerating. I stare at this sudden invasion of eternal mirk swallowing my bones and shadows. I no longer have words to express the futility of my existence.
When a match is struck, a fire being with a soul, which may one day be reborn in a human body is born only to die a few moments afterwards. In every drop of rain, in every breath of wind, in every lump of clay is a living soul."
- Vardhaman, Translation by A.L. Basham
A dream entangled with myriad dreams! And the souls tracing their string from the lanes of past lives.
They were sitting together silently and watching their shudders dissolving into sighs. Their oblivious stares weaving a music and tears making promises to make it up to sunrise.
I've mastered the art of loosing myself!
I'm not sure if I know too much of the world or nothing at all. I'm crying along with the broken hearts yet I'm singing along with the birds. I always wonder who am I. Maybe I don't even want to know.
My silence is terror.I keep staring at my doom.You can't pull me out of it.I'm burnt, I'm drowned,I'm torn. I'm everything that can't be viewed!
-epiphany
Such a sin and salvation to love yourself.
-epiphany
Everything was falling apart, Only loneliness was well lived.
Come my love, we'll dance till our feets no longer touch the ground.
-epiphany
To walk down the night through the stars, just to melt in the mellow morning beams, peeping out through the fog!
-epiphany
Art - Kawai Gyokudo (1873-1957)
Where To Find Me If I've Disappeared:
-Sitting under a tree, reading a book
-Basking in moonlight
-Stargazing
-Wandering in a forest
-Sitting by an ocean/jumping in the ocean
-Looking up in the sky
-Getting lost in thought/daydreaming, anywhere
-Writing poems in the rain
-Jumping in puddles in the rain
-Writing during a storm
-Crying, anywhere
-Being captured by aliens
-Being locked up in my room, watching anime
-Spending time with any animal to exsist. Ever.
-Sketching at a coffee shop
-Spending time with the best people in the world, AKA my friends
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