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Walking along the crowded row, he met the one he used to know.
-Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment
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 spirit has grown heavy and my knees too weak to carry me, that once were quick to dance as fawns.
-Sappho
Come my love, we'll dance till our feets no longer touch the ground.
-epiphany
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.
If you felt a sudden lump throbbing in your chest when your narcissistic mother yelled your name; if your tears were so vivid but they chose to ignore it; if you sat naked in front of a mirror, with legs parted and felt disgusted by your own moans; if your texts to them exceeded the limit; trust me I feel you! Please don't give up, the spring is coming!
Her Schrödinger's Cat, Sixth 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
I'm hoping to love myself one day, but I'm getting perished in the process!
-epiphany
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.
It gets sick sometimes to believe we are worthy of smiles. But you gotta "shhh" your mind, for it's such a trickster. Let it hurt a little, let yourself caress the depth of that wound, let yourself measure it with immense compassion, let yourself be happy!
Her Schrödinger's Cat, Tenth Insight
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