Power tends to isolate those who hold too much of it. Eventually, they lose touch with reality... and fall.
from Dune Messiah by Frank Herbert

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Power tends to isolate those who hold too much of it. Eventually, they lose touch with reality... and fall.
from Dune Messiah by Frank Herbert
Storms are better than droughts
Sometimes, I wish there had been a fight. I wish all the tension that was built up had been released and we hurt each other bad. I wish we had hurled insults at each other; those insults we had sworn not to ever use against each other. I wish everything ended terribly and we had a legitimate reason to point out and say: yes, that's it. That's why we didn't make it. I wish we gave reasons to hate each other so that one of us wouldn't be held up in the memories. I wish it had ended for good, with a surety that we'd never be civil to each other again but somehow we are here now. Somehow, I'm left here with a million questions in my head that I'm too afraid to ask. If we'd fought, at least we would've said all the things we wanted to say but we bit our tongues. I wish we'd ended on bad terms because then, maybe I would've gotten some kind of closure. All those little memories and inside jokes, I wonder whether they still cross your mind. I wonder if you think of me, not everyday but randomly, when you see the dog we'd petted together on a Saturday evening after school. There's a part of me wondering whether you're thinking about how we lost touch too because I can't bear to think that I'm the only one held up in these memories.
If I don’t practice every day, I’ll lose my touch.
NP:
You have no idea how I missed Kegz’s music these past few months. This is the first single I listened to again. God, it makes me feel like the old times and how I look at things. It’s crazy.
I miss this so much.
Do any of you guys have these moments where you find something that used to be an inside joke with a friend who you lost contact with and you just wanna send them the joke because you know it is going to make them smile even though you guys don't talk anymore? But you won't send it because you don't want to look desperate since you don't talk anymore?
You know those good friends that you haven't talked to in a while? Talk to them, you never know when you will really lose them.