Chaotichandle - SANTA.

- Fernando Pessoa - The Book of Disquiet

And in the naked light I saw ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, people hearing without listening, people writing songs that voices never share and no one dared disturb the sound of silence.

“I had observed that the men who were most in life, who were molding life, who were life itself, ate little, slept little, owned little or nothing. They had no illusions about duty, or the perpetuation of their kith and kin, or the preservation of the State. They were interested in truth and in truth alone. They recognized only one kind of activity — creation. Nobody could command their services because they had of their own pledged themselves to give all. They gave gratuitously, because that is the only way to give.”

— Henry Miller, The Rosy Crucifixion

Witness the man who raves at the wall, making the shape of his question to heaven: "Whether the sun will fall in the evening?" https://www.instagram.com/p/CnKq2zsDgoA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Stop being tormented by everyone else's reaction to you.

“Please stop destroying what is left of your heart by constantly thinking about things that have broken you.”

— Unknown

I take a lot of comfort in knowing no one knows me completely.