Wherever you are, be all there.
— Jim Elliot
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Walking brains is not a religion, nor is it a philosophy. It is just little experiences in life that we desire to share, that we do not wish to keep it within ourselves. It is not to create a box to stuff you in, to tell you what to feel or to stifle you. We are just humans who desire to share ordinary things in life you can discover and perceive in an entirely different light.
A new perspective
We’re living in the future of our past and the past of our future.
What happens today is a memory of your future. Every step you take, every move you make now, literally, will eventually be but a fond memory. Think about it as you’re in the future, living back in time, because that’s what it really is. Embrace all your thoughts, all your emotions- this is the only time you’ll experience your past alive.
Enjoy this new perspective (simply because it doesn’t change anything), but far more importantly, enjoy life.
Inside every cynical person there is a disappointed idealist.
— George Carlin
crossroads
What are we, really. The world seems like a big and scary place sometimes. Architecture scraping the sky, trenches of infinite depth in the sea. Or maybe just the people you’re afraid to talk to or the places you’re afraid to go. But when you take a lense and zoom out, neighbourhoods stand side by side, one continent doesn’t seem that far from the other. In fact, we’re next to Mars. Actually, we’re next to the Sun as well. We’re that close to each other, but we just don’t know it.
symphony no. 9
Art makes us wonder how in such a messed-up, confused, crazy world, people are still able to create the most beautiful things.
Classical music.
Literature.
Art films.
Watercolor paintings.
As if we’re trying to express something much greater than ourselves.
You’re never really alone because no matter where you are, you’re either with someone, or alone, waiting for someone.
the little prince
“Grown-ups like numbers. When you tell them about a new friend, they never ask questions about what really matters. They never ask: “What does his voice sound like?” “What games does he like best?” “Does he collect butterflies?”. They ask: “How old is he?” “How many brothers does he have?” “How much does he weigh?” “How much money does his father make?” Only then do they think they know him.”
I can’t be running back and forth forever between grief and high delight.
— J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey
pathetic fallacy
A rainbow in the sky isn’t any grander than a rainbow you made in the bathroom. They are essentially just light and water. The light is split just the same, except that some happen in the sky. Some happen at your hose in the backyard. Some radiate from the lamp post at night. It’s like how energy cannot be created and destroyed, only converted to another form. Everything is connected that way. Everything is an echo of something else, somehow, like how the rain pours as sadly or as happily as your tears. Can you really ever be lonely?
