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“The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.”

Homer, The Iliad (via peelsofpoetry)

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“You have to create your own space which has a lot of silence in it and a lot of books.”

— Susan Sontag, from an interview conducted c. October 1979 (via violentwavesofemotion)

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“I think we live in a world, where we don’t feel ourselves anymore. Instead we feel numb from all the social media, the technology. The increasing influence from all over the world is slowly destroying our vibes. They silence our inner voice and don’t let us hear our true self- cause of all the noise bombed at us, constantly. Magazines telling us how to dress, how we should look, how to behave and how to lose 10 pounds in 1 week, or what men like about the female gender; slowly we are becoming ashamed of us. We slip into daydreams- which replace the actual living. We are stuck in our head. Forgetting how to breath properly. We tense up. We feel huge and uncomfortable in our own bodies, not enjoying ourselves anymore. Suddenly we want to fit in, be part of this sick circus, playing a role- perfectly included into society. Being different is not cool, won’t get you enough likes, will not satisfy the large mass. It hurts them like a headache, if you are different-minded. Because what we don’t understand, we hate. It’s one of the first impulse chasing through us. Empathy is something very rare these days- to get behind the actions, to see that everybody has its own struggles, their own drugs they have to juggle another day another struggle (yeah, I had to quote biggie smalls at this point). We don’t have to understand every single move like- why some people shave, some don’t like it, or wear bras or don’t wear bras, there are people with anxiety who are afraid of crowds, hell even if you are a grown ass man and like your fingernails in the colour black, the list could go on and on. I don’t have to agree or understand every single choice everybody makes- because it is not my f**king business. I have my own life to celebrate. We are all so much more than we show to the outside, our feelings and wishes, deepest fears burn deep inside all of us. Isn’t it great to know there are millions and millions more people wishing, hoping and dreaming for a better world just like us? We all bleed the same blood, cry the same hot, salty tears when we are hurt and scared. We are all craving the love from another human being and want to explore the world like we want in its full beauty. We are living on this planet, we should cherish this gift of our lives- finding our true self! Not becoming machines, dressing all the same, thinking the same thoughts- being locked-in in some brainwash full of body shaming, self-hate and fake happiness. Is it worth to be like everybody else, to get approval for not being who you really want to be? I know looking yourself in the eye and dealing with the truth; finding your own good vibe is hard. Its’ really hard, you maybe loose friends, friends who where you everything once; turning out to tie you down, don’t letting you fully grow; even your own family won’t always understand the choices you make. But everybody must experience different things on their path, we need those experiences, the heartbreak, the loneliness all the messy feelings to grow from them. I truly believe this. Everything you are going through will be worth it in the end. There may be crying, a lot of crying to wash out all this self-hate and shame, feeling hopeless and alone even your body feels kind of weird. Just remember- finding yourself is a journey. Journeys aren’t always easy, along the way there are storms and rain, wind lashing in your face, tearing you apart. Just to make you grow deeper- to wash away the dirt of your soul, rising from your own ashes like a phoenix. Or how Florence Welch would sing “It’s hard to dance with the devil on your back- so shake him off””

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