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Hot take
Even the godliest of men sin.
The quicker you realize that the things you’ve been through don’t define or make you who you are,
the quicker you will be set free from the shackles of your mind.
You are only who you choose to be today, in this moment.
What will you choose?
I hate that I yearn for your love.
A love I have not felt.
Deeper than your word.
I must feel your adoration.
Deeper than your lust.
I must feel your passion.
Deeper than your faith.
I must feel your devotion.
For what is love,
if not felt.
as someone who would overshare out of excitement i am learning to talk less. talk less and just do
“The role of the artist is exactly the same role, I think, as the role of the lover. If you love somebody, you honor at least two necessities at once. One of them is to recognize something very dangerous, or very difficult. Many people cannot recognize it at all, that you may also be loved; love is like a mirror. In any case, if you do love somebody, you honor the necessity endlessly, and being at the mercy of that love, you try to correct the person whom you love. Now, that’s a two-way street. You’ve also got to be corrected. As I said, the people produce the artist, and it’s true. The artist also produces the people. And that’s a very violent and terrifying act of love. The role of the artist and the role of the lover. If I love you, I have to make you conscious of the things you don’t see. Insofar as that is true, in that effort, I become conscious of the things that I don’t see. And I will not see without you, and vice versa, you will not see without me. No one wants to see more than he sees. You have to be driven to see what you see. The only way you can get through it is to accept that two-way street which I call love. You can call it a poem, you can call it whatever you like. That’s how people grow up. An artist is here not to give you answers but to ask you questions.”
— James Baldwin, “The Black Scholar Interviews James Baldwin,” Conversations with James Baldwin (edited by Fred L. Standley and Louis H. Pratt)
Gosh, I love the poets.
Reading and listening to the words
set to map out every yearning feeling.
I’ve never related more.
To that spark of creativity
when every being in your body
is asking to be released.
people aren’t real. they’re your perception of all the things you know about them, but you never truly know someone. never. i think i need to make peace with the fact that you can never know anyone to a clinical precision.
“The only way to get what you really want, is to know what you really want. And the only way to know what you really want, is to know yourself. And the only way to know yourself, is to be yourself. And the only way to be yourself is to listen to your heart.”
— Mike Dooley
Sometimes all I need is your conversation.
Not one of just any topic, but many of all trajectories.
My soul must speak to its truth, before the fire burns from inside out.
Trapped in this vessel, oh how I want to be let out.
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment via starlightacademia