[kaey-q]

happy one year anniversary to me reading all for the game. i was in such a terrrriibbblle harrowing state of mind and would never have thought how much the books would be part of what kept me going....

to imagine that someone would write something like that and for it to be part of someone's salvation is just... indescribable. and as someone who writes i can only imagine what that's like.

[academic-vampire]

𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔞’𝔰 𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔢

[academic-vampire]

𝔥𝔞𝔷𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢

[qadarpriestress]

It took me a while to understand, but the ideas that "your mindset creates your reality" "how deserving you feel" and "debunk your limiting beliefs" are some of the most toxic beliefs I fell into. I wasted precious time trying to debunk my limiting beliefs and answering endless prompts when the only thing I truly had to do was align my will with God’s will. When I fully commune with God, God does not care whether I have certain limiting beliefs or whether I feel deserving or not. At the end of the day, what matters is my relationship with God and how aligned I am with my higher self. When I realize that there is no reality to "create" and that my only mission here is to fulfill the mission God entrusted me with, everything begins to change without having to dismantle my entire inner world, repeat 400 affirmations, force feelings of worthiness or write thousands of prompts. God works in mysterious and miraculous ways and life is a process of constant unfolding. God’s timing is not something I am meant to fully understand and there comes a time when I realize I need to give more authority to God than to my mindset

[kosmogrl]

june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be

[soundcarvings]

This guy I went on a date with ages ago who is now genuinely a good friend of mine is a fairly well known writer, has published a few books, is a creative writing professor at a good university, but every time we get together he talks about how much of a failure he is. He makes very little money which is a big stressor, and even though he is consistently published in magazines like the Kenyon review, is getting into prestigious residences, he is unhappy with his life’s progress. I always tell him to quit this attempt to make money off of his writing and to go work in a bar because he will make more money and his relationship to writing would drastically improve, but he feels like his youth and opportunities to do anything else already escaped him. (He’s 39). I adore him, but find it so interesting how most of the successful writers I know are so married to this made up system. The MFA, the awards, the agent. Writing is an act of courage, it’s not a job. He agrees with me but sees no other way. He knows writing could never be a job and to ask your writing to be a job is to shamelessly participate in its death. I so wish he would free himself, but instead we get coffee. We take turns editing each other’s things, I talk him off the ledge about his current novel, and then we don’t see each other again for 5 months.

[virgosenterlude]

[eesirachs]

"those with terror for god have terror for nothing" (sirach 34:14). god is nothingness, you know. he's tohu vavohu, the formless unformed of genesis. he's the virescere, greeny garden, river to river to river, though vacant now. he's the neglected fields of the fertile crescent, his charmers lying on the ground therein, feeling no content. he's the hole in your chest, too

[eesirachs]

the lyrics of the loved: yhwh grazes me, there's nothing i lack. / in comely grass he lies me, in rivers resting he gives. my vapourish life he returns, guiding me to right courses in his name. / though i come through the valley of gloomest gloom, i've no terror. you're with me. your rods and rods clamour, console. / you lay for me a table for those that violence me. you chrism me in olive oil; my cup's runny-over. / only goodness, good goodness, runs to me, for the years of my life. i remain in the house of yhwh for long years

—my translation of ps 23

[kaey-q]

what's your fav flower and when was the last time you cried ?

i haven't met my fav flower yet.

hmm i don't rem the last time i cried, probably two or three weeks ago

[kaey-q]

sometimes protection looks boring from the inside

- co star

[kaey-q]

today was a good day in a while

and yet i have no pics of it :/

[weltenwellen]

Adrift Mark Nepo

[kaey-q]

everything is beautiful and i am so sad

[kap-wa]

Old Growth by Mitch Epstein (2021–2023)

[gremlinnddraws]

It’s always a good day to post manbun Neil

My headcanon is that Neil lost a bet and Matt decided his “punishment”. Neil doesn’t care enough to customise his longer hair or shave the sides, but if it means dealing with less hair then it’s convenient I guess. And when Neil notices how much Andrew “hates it” he realises maybe it’s not so bad.

[tordenvejr]

don't glorify neglect and lack of support. surviving alone isn't an indicator of strength, it just means you're alone. don't make your life about how much you can endure or for how long you can sustain yourself with bites of yourself. you are not less for recognizing you don't want to do this on your own

[nancescreek]

gansey and ronan wearing tank tops and blue and adam having their jackets on their waists... interesting... gansey adam and ronan matching too alright.... adam wearing the darkest shade of gray yeahhhh...