#pseudo philosophy

[60d5-f4v0r173]

People assume the shadow resides in the deepest parts of ourselves. I find it's often more shallow, rooted in facade, our maladaptive defenses splayed out on the surface. What really lies beneath is the innocent an infantile nature shrouded by the fragile armor of ego. What we really hide away is the light.

[ellionne]

Law of Life

T | 935 | One-Shot | Harry Potter / Tom Riddle

Tags: Reincarnation, half-assed philosophical ramblings, intertwined souls, Harry is a Horcrux, Battle of Hogwarts, POV Harry

Faced with the unique shade of green that only an Avada Kedavra can produce, Harry has a sudden epiphany. They’ve done this before.

generated title & written in 30 - haven't done one of those in forever :O

Read it on AO3

[smexyblood]

i saw a bird today. decaying by the road. i looked at it for a short while and pondered whether it died with a purpose. whether it did something with its life. whether it made its life count. then i thought about why it died. how could a bird die and remain so intact. its almost as if it decided to sit there and die of old age. i was as confused as the people around me were concerned about the man staring at a bird cadaver. the weirdest part about the whole experience was that i remembered that last time i felt the way i did today i saw three dead birds. the puerile thought that the way i felt had any sway over the lives of others amused me for a short while before i left the bird be.

[hermitprivilege]

cyberpunk anime:

me: cheers i’ll drink to that bro

[the-one-who-doesnt-talk]

What is True Friendship?

Wanna know why I can’t stop thinking about this question?

Well, my ex-boyfriend texted me. It was really nice but then he started to flirt. So, I felt quite uncomfortable and tried to block, unsuccessfully, until he started to say that all he wants is “a true friendship” and holy Schnitzel that made me angry. Because some messages ago he still wanted to marry me! Like, what?

Besides that, I just knew him for nearly two months and, well, I don’t like him that much, I mean, he’s a nice guy and we are friends (I guess) but it makes me cringe when thinking of letting him get so close to me again. Fuck English, does this sentence even make sense?

The first thing that came to my mind was asking him what the hell he means with “true friendship” and if he is confusing this with “friends with benefits”. Because, I don’t know, it could be a possibility, couldn’t it?

However, I then decided to ramble about how I’m not the person who can make friends and open up to someone so easily and that it needs time and you can’t just be like “I want trueee friendshiiiip~” and stuff. I was quite bitchy, actually!

But this talk made me question my other friendships. It made me reflect on my longest friendships that have been lasting for six years, the friends and relationships I made when I switched school two years ago, and now, the people I have met while I’m on my exchange year in Brazil. Did I really know what true friendship is? Did I even have a true friendship?

I came to the conclusion that I have - roughly- three different kinds of relationships in my life, family excluded:

The foundation

The first one is the base; they are one of the most important persons in my life, know my for a good amount of time and have a lot of things in common with me and/or have some special personality trades that are the exact opposite of mine. When I am with one or more of them I talk quite a lot and some of them know some of my problems I struggle with and I’m generally more open with my thoughts. These are also usually the persons I think of when talking about friends and - fun fact - they are as many as I have fingers on my left hand.

The filling

The second kind of relationship is less close but still quite important. I may have not as much trust in them or our personalities just won’t fit that perfect and when you ask me to tell you the names of my friends, they usually won’t be one of the first three. They function more like an alternative to the foundation and if they or I would invest more in this relationship, then maybe we would come to the surprising conclusion that we could have been best friends. Or maybe we were once best friends?

The top

These are all the superficial relationships. I have hardly any attachment to and trust in them; sure, we hang out and talk sometimes but it feels, well, superficial. They don’t enrich my life that much and I could happily live without them. Like the breathtakingly sweet and actually not so necessary topping and/or decorations of a cake, and this cake comparison makes absolute sense to me because I love the foundation of a cake the most.

Of curse, there are some people that are neither top nor filling and if I wanted to be as accurate as possible I had to make different levels of the three groups and those would change with every new experience and shared memory I would have with my friends, because relationships are as easy as eating soup with a flat spoon. I really don’t know what’s up with my strange comparisons today...

To come back to the question that is the title of this pseudo-sociological post, what true friendship is:

Before starting with answering I needed to do these groups of kinds of relationships in my life to help me find out what true friendship is for me. Because I’m not you, I probably won’t have the exact same experience as you I’m pretty sure you won’t agree with everything I say and you know what? That’s totally OK.

So, did some warm-up, stretching, ready, go:

True friendship is very close to love, but not quite that fire-y and passionate.

It is a feeling, that does not necessarily have to grow with time.

Just doing literally nothing together does not have to be awkward at all.

If you try to imagine a life without them, though knowing they were there some time, feels a little bit like dying.

You are good for each other in at least one way.

Even if you do not see each other that often, you still feel connected.

Maybe you are each others opposite or developed in different directions, but as long as both are interested in this friendship, this will not stop you.

These are some truths about my true friendships, I’m curios if you agree or disagree with me and what your thoughts are about this topic.

[szyszka79]

i was working and then i was sick, so i was working and this is it ;)

[isabelle-spray]

Well Done Me?

It's very tempting to write eloquent tweets on the power of positivity when you're already feeling happy.

Something really good happened to me recently.

I will admit that on a couple of occasions, after reflecting on everything that had come beforehand and the change that I can feel coming ahead, I caught my thumbs straying towards that 'tweet' button and I had to check myself. 

The funny thing is that when something good happens in your life people start making more of an effort for you. They send you nice text messages, post on your facebook wall, are extra generous with your Christmas gifts or buy you a double instead of a single when it's their round. This is all sincere and heartfelt and comes from feelings of love and pride, and of wanting to make you feel special. And it works. You do feel special. It is wonderful to know that the people around you give a shit about your happiness enough to do that kind of thing.

But it's also kind of ironic. And I'll tell you for why. Because whatever happened to me probably had nothing to do with me at all. I could easily have worked just as long, just as hard, with just as many double shift days and sleepless nights and nothing might have changed at all.

The more I think about things, the more I realise what little control I have over what happens to me. Life isn't like a video game where there are a few specific choices and a limited number of consequences depending on what you choose. It's just butterfly effects. It's like crawling on your hands and knees all day, counting the leaves on clovers. A myriad of causes and effects and actions and equal and opposite reactions that ripple like oil spilling out into an ocean. Thinking about "choices" gives me that same weird jarring feeling I get when I look at the twinkling lights in the sky and think about the fact that most of them have already died.

I think what I'm trying to say is that so many of the choices you make or the factors that eventually come to determine what happens to you are so far out of you control that that you don't even notice them slipping by you at the time.

There are a few significant things I think you can take control over. Consistently putting in hard work is one. Maintaining focus is another. Being nice to the people around you indiscriminately also helps... And if something good does happen to you, you can look back and feel proud that you did all you could to give yourself the best possible chance. But none of them are concrete. None of them give you any guarantee of what might happen next.

So when someone sets that drink in front of me and says "well done, you deserve it" in my head I kind of hear "well done, a bunch of circumstances that were completely out of your control came together around you and now you're really happy, you deserve it."

I probably sound bitter, negative and ungrateful. I promise you I'm not. If anything I think looking at it in this way just makes me more appreciative that a good thing did happen to me, of how lucky I actually am. Of all the terrible crap the universe might have spewed out for me, and despite my own powerlessness, this time round, it gave me something good.