Cleave to the highest concept of who you are; abandon doubt that blinds you of your utmost vision.
When we bare our fears and weaknesses, our twisted pasts and uncertain futures, we get a little closer to understanding we’re not alone in our doubts.
Some believe that life is the result of a universal accident and the chemical flux in our bodies deludes us into thinking we’re more than just its hapless, unanchored subjects. It baffles me to hear such yielding certainty, especially when it is quite apparent that
Legions of people wait in abeyance, idly toeing the threshold of their dreams. They kneel with their truest hat in hand, looking for another to weigh its worth and only wear it with their blessing. This validation is usually sought from someone they wish to
in this moment.
An atom, a terminus
in The Vast.
Do you still look for shapes in the clouds?
What you see doesn’t matter,
What matter’s is that you are still looking,
or maybe it’s that you have begun to look again.
Putting others before yourself is a noble quality under plenty of circumstances, and I don’t mean that in a feminist-ey way one bit. Yet there comes a point when this quality works against us. When we don’t pursue something we love because we fear what
While I’ve always held on to the idea that I should write about my past, I haven’t actually formed a good reason for doing so, though I think there’s one in there somewhere. I have to weigh to possible end results—from opening myself up to
In judging others, we seek to comfort ourselves from judgement. In comparing ourselves to others, we lose our individual worth to the very people we want to feel worthy of.