Vejo a sorte no futuro, não o fim do mundo. Nada é pra sempre, muito menos por acaso. Se nem sempre o planejado sai como o esperado, é só uma chance pra enxergar o outro lado.
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Vejo a sorte no futuro, não o fim do mundo. Nada é pra sempre, muito menos por acaso. Se nem sempre o planejado sai como o esperado, é só uma chance pra enxergar o outro lado.
Forfun - 4 a.m
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Como es que se te hizo tan fácil soltar mi mano y como es que se te hizo tan difícil decir lo que enverdad sentías.
Rena
Raga Bageshree.
“All around me is the abstract,naked universe,composed of nothing but the negation of night, I am split between tiredness and restlessness and reach a point where I physically touch a metaphysical knowledge of the mystery of things.Sometimes my soul softens and then the formless details of everyday life float up to the surface of my consciousness.At other times I wake within the half-sleep in which I lie stagnating,and vague images in random poetic colours let their silent spectacle slide by my inattentive mind.”
-Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet.
4AM isn’t peaceful—it’s the only quiet moment PTSD allows me. This one’s for every emergency responder who’s ever been haunted by silence. #PTSD #MentalHealthMatters #FirstResponderTruths
Vejo a sorte no futuro, não o fim do mundo. Nada é pra sempre, muito menos por acaso.
From Sea To Sky...
From Sea To Sky…
It’s 4 a.m and the waves of the blue sea are subtly heard crashing against the shoreline
Sleeping is nearly impossible at this hour
Each morning sunrise, colors run into each other
Like my inner strength unexpectedly does to me
Some days are brighter and others seem to fade
Clouds contain feelings and prayers the same way they hold the rain
It’s strange how not being able to let out any feelings…
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