Compiling Mirthday Feels Like Walking Through A Forest Of Thoughts, Deciding Which Trees To Let Grow
Compiling Mirthday feels like walking through a forest of thoughts, deciding which trees to let grow and which to prune. This book is my heart in prose and poetry—a map of solitude’s hidden trails. SOLITUDE AND LONELINESS, TIME AND CHANGE, INDETITY AND EXPECTATIONS, THE ABSURDITY OF LIFE, MENTAL HEALTH AND SOCIETY EXPECTATIONS all loom in atleast all the pieces i have so far collected .
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Well, what if I had predicted that it was you the whole time and I was replying to you and not your friend.
would it change anything mate.
all this post that you created is sign of power and good heart, a sign of somebody trying to care about how they make others feel mate and I want to assure you that not many people are like you, if truly it's you. you have a unique heart in a world where everyone is minding their own gain
You are unique
You are special and
You should stand tall knowing that you harbor a unique heart and reasoning.
guys
what does it mean if you hurt someone
and
you don’t feel anything
…
asking for a friend
…
I once heard stories that God saves the cursed, but in this case, I’m sure I am the cursed. And all I need now is His hand to lift this curse of life, this darkness, this weight that I carry alone.
The ambiances of life without God are unbearable.
deeper you glide into the abyss of demolition
into self annihilation
into eviternal doom.
God is the avowed love
God is the only hand
God is all except transgression
@lifepath25
Am being created in addiction. Driven by obsession’ tamed by love, blinded by free will. I live strictly by a dogma but a one I have set myself. I am obsessed I am addicted I am tamed …but I am free.
Thank you @biblical-traditionalist-lady and everyone who got me to 100 reblogs!
Through the histories, it’s only Your mercy that the chief of this world fears.
So embrace me with it, Almighty, cover me up, for all around me, the things happening seem to tell me that I, for one, have no power to escape his grief, destruction, and trickery.
Now, if you cannot prove to me that science solely exists on its own,
please let me believe my God in peace.
For all your knowledge, inventions, discoveries might as well be duplications of what God already created in the beginning.
Tell me something new— something beyond the CHATGPT that thinks like a man, replies like a man, and relies solely on the knowledge of man, a creation of God.
So let me have my God, while you perfect your machines.
Maybe all that we want is already taken— no matter how much we cry, yearn, lament, we never seem to get what we seek.
"Who do you know, boy?" "Me—a hell of a lot of myself." "Isn't that enough?"
Is it human to destroy hearts in the seek for love ? Why isn’t it immoral not to love as you are loved ?
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