#thought fragments

[existential-celestial]

belated happy poetry day! poetry is survival, resistance, beauty, gift, sustenance. eat poetry! i love you!

[vanpeltfoto]

35mm Memory (from train) Even in deepest winter, there are places that still hold light— waiting, patient, for whoever finds their way back.

(Photo: d.)

[so1vitur-ambu1ando]

I have this headcannon, don't cringe I don't know how else to describe it, that what you eat and drink affects how your blood tastes when vampire feeds and sometimes I'll look at my Bang energy or tea and be like 'wonder how that would taste.' Anyways these are the kind of thoughts I have throughout the day lol

[betont-anders]

...no one knows

[emmalidewij]

once I entered the darkness / the liminal space between the two yellow stars of my birth sign / in the hope that I would learn a little more / about my light

[existential-celestial]

encountering that video of a lone seemingly deranged penguin headed towards his mountain (closer to certain death and kilometers away from safety) is such a spiritual experience at 1am on a Tuesday that i started crying. i understood the impetus of having a mountain to go to. a lot of us have their own mountain. oh, that inevitable mountain.

[existential-celestial]

in a dream i grasped someone’s hand and felt their calluses. an odd kind of jarring to wake up and find out they are not in the room. after months of blazing heat, it’s now raining, murmuring in the morning.

[existential-celestial]

from a conversation: there is a certain kind of acceptable grief in growing up and growing old that solidifies who you are to yourself.