#of truth

[wiirocku]

Psalm 119:30 (NKJV) - I have chosen the way of truth; Your judgments I have laid before me.

[stargazerinmoksha]

Although our time spent here won’t be forever, for as long as I can breathe, I will try to make sense all that I can still become. Life has a strange way of making us realize that in order to truly be yourself in this world, we must accept that we might never really figure it out in this lifetime alone, isn’t it about the journey? Every single baby step that we took and scraped a knee, every single time we said the wrong thing and broke our own hearts, and every other time that we said tomorrow would be the day, why is today never just good enough to do it? We’ve all been there, we’ve all done it. We’ve all wronged someone and we’ve all hurt ourselves in the process of trying to figure it all out— right or wrong, my constellations will still properly connect, there is a commitment to knowing all that I can still be in this life. We’re hard on ourselves because we know better, don’t you feel the strings pulling us around? I know there’s still enough space for us to love ourselves first— there has to be something solid for us to land on, there has to be something real for us to hold onto. Even if our days are numbered. Even if our hearts cannot possibly take anymore damage. The very act of bending and breaking with trying to figure out who you really are in this life will take form and shape you into something that resembles perfection and beauty. Even if you don’t get it right the first time, even if you take years— you’re still here. I know that loneliness can occur because we were born into this world crying, most days I try to laugh off my silliness. I don’t want to know what it’s like to not know you. You came to me during a strange part of my life and I know I still have a lot of things I’ve got to fix about myself, but as long as I can still breathe— there’s nothing that I cannot fix. Even if things don’t always go according to plan, there are still things worth loving and on my worst days— I still see you. You are a beating heart that doesn’t know why it loves with such intensity that it’d drive itself into flames, sparked by a creativity that brightened our universe, a root chakra that longs for stability and something healthy, a throat chakra that’s afraid of its own voice, a crown chakra that’s heavenly when it does find the means to express even if you’re afraid, your solar plexus chakra is much like mine— your will to live, your drive to go on, your desire to be the brightest thing in my mind. I know your heart chakra hurts from time to time and when it does, so does mine. You have seen me with all of your eyes, even if you went blind, you’d still have that. You don’t like a great deal of many things, but you love so much more than you’d ever care to explain, if it’s worth your time, then it’s worth your entire existence. And if it’s worth that much, why not love when love has arrived? There’s a spill inside of my mind and I’ve made a mess out of my emotions, but I still see that there’s something out there. Our journey is just beginning— a spiritual adventure that’ll blossom the lotus on my chest over and over again— for what it is worth, I love you and the safe space that you’ve shared with me. All of the little things that you do for me that only I have ever done for others, you don’t count the minutes, you don’t count the hours— you just are. Slow and steady, but ebbing and flowing— raging and blunt, but gentle when you need to show love and compassion. I know that we’re just two souls split when things started to brighten between the sun and the earth, maybe even older than that. If we are a language, then we are definitely hieroglyphs by nature, alien to others and kindred spirits to one another, I know there’s still a lot to learn and I know I won’t always get it right, but I am so thankful to know that no matter where I go or who I choose to be, you will always see me. And that will always be enough for me. Even if life doesn’t last forever, there are things between creation and destruction that just won’t end and if love was the very thing that kept us breathing, then you are every single sound—

—that has kept the universe expanding.

[sleepless-in-starbucks]

TK I bet you look FABULOUS -Skull anon

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[inthewindtunnel]

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Of Truth

[dekaythepunk]

Song of the Day

Headspace by Of Truth

[m3t4ln3rd]

Of Truth premiere video for new single "Headspace"

Band: Of TruthSong: “Headspace”Director: Dark DetailsAlbum: “Headspace” (single)Release Date: August 26th, 2022Label: Self-released The group said of the track: “This song is about being and feeling alone for so long that when someone is actually there for you, you don’t know how to handle it properly. You push that kind of support away. And that just pushes further into your own…

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[wordoftruthlover]

Juan 1:12-13 Reina Valera Actualizada

12 Pero a todos los que lo recibieron [a JESUS, el Cristo], a los que creen en su nombre, les dio derecho de ser hechos hijos de Dios,  13 los cuales nacieron no de sangre ni de la voluntad de la carne ni de la voluntad de varón sino de Dios.