•Indomitus•

Welcome to my soul | Take what you need

[weltenwellen]

Glennon Doyle, Untamed

[weltenwellen]

Louise Glück, from “Otis”, Poems 1962 - 2012

[call-me-princess15]

I must have lived

A thousand lives

In my daydreams;

So vividly

Sometimes I wonder

Which reality

Is the one we truly shared.

I wish you knew

We had it all

In my mind,

In my heart,

We had everything

We ever promised

We would.

I think

Maybe

It’s my prison.

- in another life, we got it right

[call-me-princess15]

“Why would you give that away?”

“I just happened to wear it

During some of the worst times

I can remember”

And it’s true for some,

But for others

—I feel them burning at my flesh;

How do I explain

I wore this at a time when

My soul was ablaze

And the fire somehow got tangled with

The rest of the embroidery;

Now I can’t bear to wear it again.

On such cold skin

The memory of the fire

Hurts

- the way clothes remember what we try to forget

[call-me-princess15]

Photo albums and

Graveyards always felt strangely

Similar to me

[hayalkampii-deactivated20250810]

[nervousandtwitchy]

[remanence-of-love]

[sustancy]

[venusimleder]

Sonja Braas, “Tornado”, 2005.

From the series “The Quiet of Dissolution”.

[perfectquote]

“Above all else, it is about leaving a mark that I existed: I was here. I was hungry. I was defeated. I was happy. I was sad. I was in love. I was afraid. I was hopeful. I had an idea and I had a good purpose and that’s why I made works of art.”

— Felix Gonzalez-Torres

[horsesarecreatures]

Criolllo mare Bonita

[expressions-of-nature]

by wanderingYew2

Yellowstone Wildflowers, Regeneration after a forest fire.

[call-me-princess15]

I scroll through

My photo gallery

Quite often of late

Trying to look at my life

Differently

And I notice how

Slowly but surely

I faded over time.

It's so haunting,

Looking into the eyes

Of your former self

And feeling

She never deserved

To be silenced,

She never deserved

To be weeded out

And still I did.

So now I'm watching

Pictures of her

Praying

She comes back to me,

Not having the slightest

Clue

If she ever will.

[flowerytale]

Celeste Ng, Little Fires Everywhere

[call-me-princess15]

My heart is

A little more open,

My soul peeking through

The cracks;

I get glimpses of

A flame

Shining in its eyes.

I remember it,

I remember you.

Tears well up easier now

The same way that water

Flows smoother through

Cracks between stones.

The more ripples I welcome,

The brighter the flame becomes

And I understand how

Breaking

Is much the same as

Opening.

- Joy

[thecalminside]

You have put so much energy into building a prison for yourself. Now spend as much on demolishing it. In fact, demolition is easy, for the false dissolves when it is discovered.

-Nisargadatta Maharaj

[rmb-photography]

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