Writings of a simple complication @archingtowardsthesky - Tumblr Blog

glanced.

It has been so long since I have logged in here, good to see things are still .. bubbling. my feed is alot more quieter than I last remember. I terribly miss the visual culture that tumblr was feeding me in copious servings. Perhaps should log in more often & consume.

thoughts on no thread in particular

-- been inching towards some dev, i think it might happen soon. if so, then i am manifesting a part of me, it is important that i do it well.

-- awfully inconsistent and irresponsible, that must really be stopped. i mean, wtf, i am a fucking grownup! yes, fucking insecurities make me feel like i am still stuck in the fucking high school phase but that is just my self-loathing digger deeper beneath my skin.

-- got to brighten up and wake up on a good note, not the crippling defeat and the sensation of your innards leaving you through a sink hole, whirling down into a tornado below as a void stuffs itself inside me.

-- fuck tv watching, glancing, prancing, reading anything related visual media except graphic design and design related. recreational television is an abomination and must be less permissive.

-- going to sleep and waking up on the same time, every single fucking day.

-- going to bed, ready to rise up to the challenges the next morning will bring and facing them with firm resolve and resolute belief that you will make it through the day triumphant.

even when we are knee-deep into the tragedy, why is it so hard to let go and rationally move to a higher ground? because we have put so much our time and effort into it? grooming ourselves to get into the shoes you thought you should be occupying. but it is wet now, isn’t it? what good is it to anyone now? it will now smell of all the seaweed that has been caught by the shoe and has rotten away, adding it to the worn away leather. so, at what point, you miserly wretch, that you will throw the garb away and swim for the shores?

#rotten #shoesoftheday #beach #rise #dawn

i don’t know, it has been so long and so many fissures have been formed, it doesn’t feel the same anymore. but once this night fades out, the dawn will bring in new light. and in this new light, i shall once again the hopes of being a better person.

#beingmyself #dawn #new #being