It would be lovely to sleep in a wild cherry-tree all white with bloom in the moonshine.
Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of windy poplars

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It would be lovely to sleep in a wild cherry-tree all white with bloom in the moonshine.
Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of windy poplars
Autumn sunrise - Adlerweg, Tirol, Austria, October 2022
photo by: nature-hiking
River Tummel by Kyle Bonallo (ig: @kylebonallo)
Sorry to break it to you but you literally have to face your fears and slaughter them. Otherwise you will live a small life that you do not want. You literally have to view your biggest fears and attack them head on. You have to fall into the abyss to find your way out. The easy path does not exist. There is no get out of jail free card. You have to allow yourself to die a spiritual death over and over again in order to reinvent yourself into the person you are actually supposed to be. And you have to be painfully honest with yourself and the people around you. It’s horrible but it’s truly the only way.
Henry Miller, Henry Miller on Writing
Alex Dimitrov, from Love and Other Poems; “Suddenly, Summer”
— Brenda Shaughnessy, from "Human Dark with Sugar"
eating consistently again
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’
[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]
اللَّهُمَّ إِنِّي أَسْأَلُكَ عِلْمًا نَافِعًا، وَرِزْقًا طَيِّبًا، وَعَمَلاً مُتَقَبَّلاً
O Allāh, I ask You for beneficial knowledge, goodly provision and acceptable deeds
Sunan ibn Mājah 925
oh, to be in love with life. oh, to be in love with love.
[angels in america, tony kushner || rainer maria rilke || jojo rabbit, dir. taika waititi || the thing is, ellen bass || joseph campbell || enough, ellen bass || andrew garfield || agatha christie || fleabag, phoebe waller-bridge || the deepest sighs, the frankest of shadows, gang of youths || the heart is a muscle, gang of youths || andrea gibson]
Hope this brings you as much peace as it brings me
Grief is perhaps the last and final translation of love. This is the last act of loving someone. And you realize that it will never end. You get to do this to translate this last act of love for the rest of your life.
Ocean Vuong
“I want to fill my mouth with your name.”
— Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and Song of Despair
there’s something very dystopian like at the fact that we’re all supposed to continue on with our lives, go to work/school, carry on with our daily routines like we’re not witnessing three countries (sudan, congo & palestine) go through a genocide and mass ethnic cleansing right now all through our mobile phones & the internet