Truth

"There's a little truth behind every just kidding, a little curiosity behind every just wondering, a little knowledge behind every I don't know and a little emotion behind every I don't care."

Paola Suhonen

I guess it was late last spring
—maybe it was May.
I was convinced that the love
I believed in, had disappeared,
Vanished in the bitter winds.
The kind of love, I loved.
The kind of eternal spark,
magical light,
No more stories
about two ships in the dark.
True soul mate bond,
unrusted chain of love to tight up the forever ones.
It was late last spring
—it was May.
An older couple, sitting on the Brooklyn Bridge bench.
I could easily tell
back in the days—
they´ve been the ones,
lovers of flowers and the sun.
Now in their 60´s
beautiful queen type of worn-out woman,
life ragged, used to be long haired man.
Sun still ahead them.
Everything to come
what they want to believe in.
I can´t stop staring.
They hold hands.
And I see
They both are wearing
the most beautiful bold chain tattoo
around one´s wrist.
Tight together,
Still always free to leave.
Braces with the One.
Or bracelets of the one they´ve loved.
Now the once golden chains
a bit aged,
days turned them soft shimmer copper
getting old
chained together forever.

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This is a photograph taken by the Hubble Space Telescope. It is of the center of a black hole in a galaxy millions of light years from Earth. All Christians believe that God created the universe and everything in it. Look at what the image is that is located in the center of that black hole millions of light years away. I won't tell you what it looks like to me, you just decide quickly what it appears to be to you.

Dont waste time. . .

Don't waste time wondering whether you should give up your old life to pursue this new path. Although change is scary, it's the only way you'll develop. Don't promise too much. Creative visions are extensions of yourself. When you mock them, you dishonour your spirit and soul. Silence your critical voice this week.

Polkadots

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Agony is deep red. . .

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I Am The Pieces

“I am the longing. I am the unscratched surface of my potential. I am the first step waiting to be taken. I am the smirk that won’t wipe off my face. I am the unquenched thirst. I am the desire. I am the patience that is wearing thin. I am the end of the rope. I am the love unspoken for. I am the fear, but I am the courage. I am the uncharted waters. I am the waiting, the waiting, the waiting. I am the glass half full. I am the unspoken understanding. I am the butterfly effect. I am the arms raised in victory, I am the hands holding my head in defeat. I am the moment of clarity. I am the double take. I am the words I scribble. I am the lips unkissed, my hands not held. I am the lyrics. I am the melody. I am the honesty, I am the loyalty. I am the wonder, the beautiful wonder. I am the late night talk. I am the sour and I am the sweet. I am the last blink before sleep. I am the first breath of the morning. I am the goosebumps, I am the sweat. I am the most romantic thing I’ve yet to do. I am the thoughts uncontrollable. I am the raised eyebrow. I am the teardrop tracing the contours of my face. I am the laughter, the uncensored laughter. I am the mistakes I’ve made, and the lessons I’ve learned. I am the success. I am the failure. I am the ambition, I am the apathy. I am the opposites inside me. I am the trembling anticipation. I am the love I take. I am the compassion. I am the underestimation I receive. I am the focus I always lose. I am the memories. I am the stolen breath and the skipped heartbeat. I am the worry. I am the calm. I am the smile. I am the freedom, I am the dependence. I am the broken heart. I am the misplaced trust. I am the confidence, but I am the insecurity. I am the faith. I am the logical next step. I am the places I’ve seen. I am the perfect girl for someone out there. I am the first hello with whoever she will be. I am the first kiss. I am the first fight. I am the shared dreams. I am the beating of my heart. I am the infinite space between today and tomorrow. I am the last straw. I am the confusion. I am the incompatibility. I am the comfortable silence. I am the wink. I am the thought in the back of my mind. I am the first star I wish on. I am the aching. I am the poetry I write. I am the uncertainty of who it is for. I am the relief, the sweet relief. I am the shadows across my face. I am the peace. I am the lack. I am the happiness I am surrounded by. I am the woman I’m becoming. I am the girl I used to be. I am the whole, but I am the pieces. I am the pieces.” - TGK

Stunning. . .

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When I was little i remember a book that had this house in? does anybody know?

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Cross

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Pink flowers

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You will find me in the wilderness

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