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in 2022 may you find many seeds, nuts, berries, etc
what do you call a feeling that no longer lives in your body?
do you call it a memory? do you call it an ex? do you call it and beg it to come back?
— Olivia Gatwood, from “In the Future, I Love the Nighttime,” Life of the Party
Please provide a purpose.
Gosto da poesia implícita em acender um cigarro, abrir a carteira, tira-lo de seu conforto para sua ultima peça. Gosto da forma como se ilumina ao acender, dando inicio ao fim da sua vida (f)útil, será que tudo que por nós é criado tem alma? Proposito? Não. Essa não é a intenção de quem cria e sim de quem consome, seja la como for, é meu propósito dar um propósito as coisas que destruo... Não, isso não me parece certo. Estou na metade... É como a vida, sabe? Está lá, acontecendo, a partir do nascimento, do momento em que a luz se estende como um tapete vermelho, pomposamente levando a morte, nossas ações tomam força, personalidade. Se nascemos (tal qual o tabaco envolto no papel quando aceso) e apenas existimos, em algum momento o fim irá chegar, a morte. Cabe a mim dar razão a cada tragada? Cabe a mim dar razão a cada atitude? Cada ação? Escolha? Razão... Propósito, propósito. Maldita palavra que se dissolve em meus pensamentos, porque diabos eu preciso ter um propósito? Não posso simplesmente existir, tenho de "viver", sou obrigado a isso, é pra isso que estou aqui? Droga, não posso ter todas as respostas mas tenho todas as perguntas. isso não é sabedoria; é dor, sofrimento.
Finalmente acabou. Lanço ao chão o que a momentos atrás serviu de alivio. finalmente? Não, não agora. Outro, mais um retirado do conforto e tragado sem consentimento ou permissão para o mundo hostil em que será queimado até os ossos (falo de mim ou do cigarro?) mais uma vez encho os pulmões dessa fumaça tóxica que me mata lentamente. Porque? não sei. Esse aqui não merece um propósito...
best of luck with all of your problems
ways to start feeling again
sit in the sun without anything to do, feel the heat of the rays hit your skin, realize that this sunlight has travelled a very long way to reach you
walk around barefoot and try to feel as much of the ground under your feet as you can, notice every rock and blade of grass
sit quietly for a while and notice the touch of breath in your nostrils, feel how the air gets cooler as you inhale and warmer as you exhale
drive around aimlessly and blast some of your favorite songs, scream/sing along to them and feel the vibrations of your favorite lyrics as they change the air in your throat and around you, feel that the music is healing you from the inside out
stay away from alcohol or drugs for a few days, try to be as aware and present as you can in every moment, stop trying to numb or dull your senses
eat a few meals without any distractions, notice every bite and taste every flavor that covers your tongue, be grateful for it all
look up at the stars and the moon, understand how small we all are and how immense the universe is, realize what a miracle everything is, let your heart swell with amazement and admiration for life itself
What does work without fun make of Jack?
ways to start feeling again
sit in the sun without anything to do, feel the heat of the rays hit your skin, realize that this sunlight has travelled a very long way to reach you
walk around barefoot and try to feel as much of the ground under your feet as you can, notice every rock and blade of grass
sit quietly for a while and notice the touch of breath in your nostrils, feel how the air gets cooler as you inhale and warmer as you exhale
drive around aimlessly and blast some of your favorite songs, scream/sing along to them and feel the vibrations of your favorite lyrics as they change the air in your throat and around you, feel that the music is healing you from the inside out
stay away from alcohol or drugs for a few days, try to be as aware and present as you can in every moment, stop trying to numb or dull your senses
eat a few meals without any distractions, notice every bite and taste every flavor that covers your tongue, be grateful for it all
look up at the stars and the moon, understand how small we all are and how immense the universe is, realize what a miracle everything is, let your heart swell with amazement and admiration for life itself
{ lazy summer days / i miss you so /// part two }
city lights at night #light #perpetua
poderia te-la trazido comigo, mas preferi deixar seu perfume exalar por mais tempo #nofilter #flowers
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