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One Nice Bug Per Day

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Peter Solarz
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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@starlightsuggestion
you are not just you
you are a collection of the stories you've read and the night skies you've admired. you are the smiles you've given to strangers and the tears you've lost on your pillows. you are the lives you've touched. you are a mixture of cosmic stardust and earth. you are a descendent of nomads and sailors. you are the flowers you've received and the plants you've watered. you are the adventures you've had and will have. you are your imagination and anticipation. you are not simple. you are a complex yet magnificent product of the life you have lived so far.
“You are not accidental. The world needs you. Without you, something will be missing in existence and nobody can replace it.”
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Still, what I want in my life is to be willing to be dazzled— [...] I want to believe I am looking into the white fire of a great mystery. I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing—that the light is everything—that it is more than the sum of each flawed blossom rising and fading. And I do.
— Mary Oliver, "The Ponds", House Of Light
do not harbor love in your heart in the hopes it will be seen and saught after by someone else. love passionately for your own benefit. love the liquid gold that runs through your body when you sit in the loving sunlight, or when you listen to that one song. love the breath in your lungs that has always been an unceasing constant. love the strong taste of passion fruit in your morning tea, and the calm of a full stomach in the evening. love your own life and your own self, most ardently.
“Be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.”
— Max Ehrmann, Desiderata (via anditslove)
Asteria (Ἀστερία, meaning ‘of the stars, starry one’) was the Titan goddess of shooting stars, dream divination and astrology in Greek mythology. After the fall of the Titans, Zeus chased Asteria across the sky but she escaped him by transforming herself into a quail and leaping into the Aegean Sea. It was there she metamorphosed into the island Asteria (the island which had fallen from heaven like a star) or the “quail island” known as Ortygia which was later identified as the island of Delos.
Choose to see magic in the little things.
Shimmering light filtering through the leaves. Steam rising from a cup of coffee in the early morning light. The creak of an old windowpane. The smell of a damp forest, after a cool autumn rain.
dance to the waltz of the stars blinking high, each twinkle a beat in a cloud-cloaking time. Leap lightly and laugh at the sun’s listless sighs, for the moon’s in the east and has miles yet to climb.
me @ the stars: help me
in order to experience growth, you need to be planted in the right environment. throw a seed on the pavement and it will sit there for years, getting stepped on and thrown aside. plant a seed in spoiled soil and it may never get the chance to grow. neglect to water the seed and it will grow slow and shrivel easy. in order to grow, we need to be planted in an environment that honors our needs and cultivates our potential. you’re not broken, you’re not hopeless, you’re not failing – you’re just not in the right environment.
Yo if you’re a boy with mental illness, a boy with disabilities, a boy who is/was an abuse victim, a boy who has an ED, a boy with trauma, I need you to know that you are not a burden, that you don’t need to “harden up”, that you are very brave, and that you shouldn’t just have to “get over it”.
For a minute imagine that it’s a late summer evening and the trees are rustling in the warm wind.
after everything you have been through, i hope you know that you deserve the stars. i hope you know that people love you and that you are worthy of that love.
I’m still here, and I, for one, think that’s very brave of me.
yeah a lot of ppl r bad but we also find art in the night sky and tell stories that r passed down from generation 2 generation and we fix each other’s necklaces and save each other’s lives and hug and love rlly hard. the world is scary but there is so so so much good. i promise.
if u feel like u dont know what ur doing w ur life just remember that venus spins backwards and we dont even fuckin know why. just do whatever you wanna honestly