Sharing thoughts and emotions, loving Cassie and coffee.
Stop dead lines! Too many lines died already. :(
Sometimes I feel sorry about how often I’ve got to say that I am sorry.
You know what everyone’s greatest fear is? It is that all the dreams we have, all the crazy ideas and aspirations, all the impossible romantic longings and utopian visions can come true, that the world can grant our wishes. People spend their lives doing everything in their power to fend off that possibility: they beat themselves up with every kind of insecurity, sabotage their own efforts, undermine love affairs and cry sour grapes before the world even has a chance to defeat them… because no weight could be heavier to bear than the possibility that everything we want is possible. If that is true, then there really are things at stake in this life, things to be truly won or lost. Nothing could be more heartbreaking than to fail when such success is actually possible, so we do everything we can to avoid trying in the first place, to avoid having to try.
For if there is even the slightest possibility that our hearts’ desires could be realized, then of course the only thing that makes sense is to throw ourselves entirely into their pursuit and risk that heartbreak. Despair and nihilism seem safer, projecting our hopelessness onto the cosmos as an excuse for not even trying. So we remain, clutching our resignation, as secure as corpses in coffins (“better safe and sorry”)… but this still cannot ward off that dreadful possibility. Thus in our hopeless flight from the real tragedy of the world, we only heap upon ourselves false tragedy, unnecessary tragedy, as well.
Come close and he will warm you, come closer and he will burn you.
Someone responsible enough to rule wouldn’t ever dare to do so.
As if the wonderful picture of colorful leaves in fall weren’t enough, a dash of fog comes up to make it perfect.
Be sane and you’ll receive lots of strange looks.
Quantum physics and human relations are similar. Questions have influence on answers.