Sense of life.

Terrestrial Mediocrity

[hellyeahjustlikethat]

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This song!

[bled]

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6.6x10^-9 seconds and the light was reflected; photons finally travelled straight into her eyes. Her head started reeling and as if she was under a spell, everything seemed to slow down, 

except for her heartbeat.

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Evening Machines

Evening Machines, an album by Gregory Alan Isakov on Spotify

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Cause & Effect.

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On the Corner Where You Live

On the Corner Where You Live, an album by The Paper Kites on Spotify

[unwelcome-to-night-vale]

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The sunlight was scattered and the horizon was bathed in red gold; coloring the little train of thoughts that lingered within the cluttered mind.

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She was never mad at you.

Or him.

Or her.

Or them.

Or anyone.

Or the universe.

She was mad at herself. That's that, that’s why.

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“Beyond the hand holding this book that I'm reading, I see another hand lying idle and slightly out of focus—my extra hand.”

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The world's just spinning a little too fast

If things don't slow down soon we might not last

So just for the moment, let's be still 

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[eternal-tunes]

Visit Original Link

bloom // the paper kites

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Mood ❀

[20aliens-deactivated20200625]

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Let's not fumble the fact of how rowdy our world has become. Words and exposures are floated rampantly among us, displayed in every possible platforms and then create the surge of mandatory public self-revelation. It is so intense that some people find it hard to be utterly contented inside their own being---they end up constantly looking for exposé in furtherance of other people’s acceptance.

Silence and privacy on the other hand, often times are deemed as something negative, isolating. Yet little do people know that they offer another balancing dimension of peaceful solitude. When we put our life in the very centre of silence, it would be the reflections, the vastness of space to commune with ourselves. We could wallow in freedom, an extraordinary intensification of self actualization. It is sometimes so powerful that it replenishes us. Wise ideas and prudent thoughts are grown in such circumstance; matters are placed in perspective, mostly in the grander scheme of things.

In pursuance of a compassionate interpretation of certain acts, it would be exquisitely delightful if we could stop filling the wonderful quiet with excessive blathering substances.

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Another catchy piece.