Just as keeping silent when someone else is being wronged fundamentally supports the perpetrator, staying silent while your own freedoms are being slowly eroded and infringed upon makes you party to your own ruin.
Although I favor elaborate existential deliberation to attempt understanding and translation of profound feelings, it is a rather excellent backdrop informing how we relate with each other, giving a grounding for romantic illusions whilst also drawing attention to the poignancy of our existence ...
The biggest lie I ever swallowed was that I need to be selective with my love, with who I show my soul to, my self to. Protect, save and hoard my heart-treasures, my essence, and devise a complex set of criteria that require satisfying in an exact order before I slowly, and with great ...
Choose the things that make your skin tingle, that scare you half to death, that no one else would or could ever dream of.
I know that time and space for myself has been lacking recently and this is the outcome, I’m kind of pissed off about it and my body’s answer is to create a situation where I have no choice but to stay home and be quiet, warm and drink chamomile tea…the startling obviousness of this is comical.