Strength and Love
You are strong enough when you can stand alone, loving yourself but not hating other people.
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Strength and Love
You are strong enough when you can stand alone, loving yourself but not hating other people.
This is Now my Life
I couldn’t anymore blame others for the life I have. It’s my responsibility to understand and love myself. It’s a journey of discovery and freedom.
The Speaker and Listener
When I speak, I hear it. So maybe the secret of this universe is the idea of mirror. What we do, we get it’s result. So does it mean that all I am experiencing in this life are all simply the result of my belief about who I am? There is this deep part of us, subconscious part of self (which might even be storing past life experiences) which resulted the physical conditions where we are in. So does it mean that all the suffering and pain I experience are all simply my choices? Well, who would choose to suffer, right? The sleeper, the unaware - he suffers yet he doesn't know it. So does it mean the more I understand who I am the less I suffer in this world? Look it’s there in the open, I discovered I was really carrying resentment my whole life and have not yet forgiven those events and people in the past. This must be a deep part of myself who has been hating this world, thus myself. This I could’t believe before, but yeah I should admit it is true. My will to help those in pain and be a voice for them is nothing but an act of resentment. You fight and you suffer within. You think it is a purpose but you are in continuous pain.
There is really no mission, nothing to accomplish, there is just the self to understand. Nothing to save. You maybe trying to save the world, but you do it the wrong way. You maybe trying to help other but you do it only the way you judge their situation. You didn’t even ask if what they are truly feeling or going through within.
Well, now I understand the speaker- savior in me is the same listener-victim in me. We saviors sees the world from the point of victim hood. So it’s just a cycle of suffering for the self. Look, the perpetrator is just there on look out, if the victim they help didn’t recognize their effort, resistance occurs.
It’s deceptive, a victim might think that it is it’s life purpose to save others. We think of purpose based our past. It’s our mind connecting the dots/events.
Well, I guess there is really nothing wrong about it - BUT there must be a danger in this savior-identity. It thinks that the way to make sense out of it’s victim hood is by saving the world. And obviously it’s not freedom. Well, maybe there is a way to help others but not with detachment to the idea of victim hood, thus the intentional savior.
This goes for me and TL.
What if there is really no purpose, there is just journey of understanding. I guess because our mind understands a lot, that is why we got addicted to making goals and purpose in life. We make sense of what other people does so we copy them. Or because we are not comfortable to know that our life experiences are worthless so we make sense out of them.
Haha. I hope I could expand this idea but ther bottom line only goes to living life in the present moment. Nowhere to go, just in this moment.
And oh the speaker and listener? what really are they?
Just Asking Myself
Why am I different than most people? Am I too serious for them? If I am fine with myself, do I have to care about what they think? Well, I can be happy on my own. I travel and write. I sing and rap. But well no one knows about it. Do they have to know that I am also having fun with myself? Do I have to let them know that I am also cool with some of the things they enjoy? If I am being so sensitive, is it bad? Do I have to just pretend that I am not affected? When I am being misunderstood, do I have to stay silent?
We Are Just Different
We humans are just really diverse. Josh and I might have been from same act of acceptance of our nature, but we still see things from totally different point of view. Well, I learned from him, but I have to balance it with what I know. It's now my life, not anymore his or Nico. Sadness, regrets, loneliness etc - hit me, but I have to keep on my path. Pathless, just being true to my changing self. His path is valid. My path too is. Maybe the message of this is to let go of my victim hood and just have my own life. Done is done.