if you follow their footsteps too literally, you only reach where they stopped. the key is seeing where they would go today.
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An evolution, not a replica.
fluid, adaptable, and uniquely “me”
fluid, adaptable, and uniquely “me”
❤3
"A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in"
❤6
when you were in a bad state and had a favorite singer back then,
then that singer is no more your favorite.
and if it still is, then you haven't moved on yet.
then that singer is no more your favorite.
and if it still is, then you haven't moved on yet.
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Forwarded from saturn 🪐
"खुद से मुलाक़ात कभी नहीं, और दुनिया को सुधारोगे,
लोगो के अँधेरो पे ज्ञान देने वालो, अपने घर में दीया कब बारोगे?"
❤4
everyday i regress over the thought "there is nothing useful left in this world anymore, it's in shambles and world will collapse in few centuries if not decades"
then i get to see an art, art so captivating it waters my eyes involuntarily,
then i get to have a bite, a bite of something which makes my heart melt and makes me wanna acknowledge my will to live,
then i get to hear a music, rhythm which shakes my heart, makes me look into mirror and have myself confront why am i the way i am?
then i get to read a book, a book which is so mind dwelling, the only thing which leaves me with is crisis because why i am not able to think that deep? why am i not able to reach his process, what is in him which i lack, then, then i finally think there is nothing useful in this world anymore and there's no point in these at all.
then i get to see an art, art so captivating it waters my eyes involuntarily,
then i get to have a bite, a bite of something which makes my heart melt and makes me wanna acknowledge my will to live,
then i get to hear a music, rhythm which shakes my heart, makes me look into mirror and have myself confront why am i the way i am?
then i get to read a book, a book which is so mind dwelling, the only thing which leaves me with is crisis because why i am not able to think that deep? why am i not able to reach his process, what is in him which i lack, then, then i finally think there is nothing useful in this world anymore and there's no point in these at all.
❤4
bullshitting to all
An architect of detachment, but one who still leaves secret doors open for meaning.
A shapeshifter of identity,
who resists being defined, even by yourself.
who resists being defined, even by yourself.
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Forwarded from tacit?
people who act helpless and mourn over having only daughters-
deserve to be childless
deserve to be childless
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