#voidoxism

[oxvoid]

People keep exhausting themselves trying to win arguments that never truly matter.

Sometimes the only way to breathe again is to step away from the endless need to be right, to loosen the grip of pride and realize that peace often begins the moment you stop carrying battles that were never worth your soul’s weight.

[oxvoid]

THE GENUINENESS OF WAKING UP IN THE MORNING TO GET READY FOR WORK, BUT TODAY IS SIMPLY NOT THE DAY.

Not in the way you want things out of obligation, but in the real way, the way that makes you set your alarm earlier than necessary and go to bed the night before already looking forward to the morning. And then the body woke up with something wrong out of sickness, out of all the mornings it could have chosen, and the changing weather outside added itself to the damage, both of which resulted that today was not going to go the way I had planned, or hoped for, or been counting on.

And me in the middle of it trying to find the peace to rest when what I actually feel is lost.

—Voidox

[oxvoid]

We only suffer when we lose a piece of ourselves that was tied somewhere else, but if you remained whole, there is nothing to grieve. You can walk away without looking back because you never actually there anyway.

[oxvoid]

Peace of your life appears when self-support replaces longing, and your own consistency becomes the very foundation of your becoming.

That's when you stop comparing your past emptiness to your present self, when you begin to notice how you now give yourself care, attention, and presence, and when you realize that becoming whole is not about being found but about seeing clearly who you already are becoming.

[oxvoid]

There exists a difficult tension between feeling and escaping, where the depth of one’s inner world determines whether they remain or disappear.

The heart does not always choose to endure, sometimes it simply cannot detach from what it perceives, and in that inability to disconnect, it continues despite the weight that it carries.

[oxvoid]

To disguise our need for control as curiosity, is to falsely convince ourselves that knowing everything about someone is the same as truly knowing them.

What begins as a desire to feel close can quietly transform into a need to oversee, where affection becomes entangled with control and presence becomes a form of pressure, and there is a huge difference between being open and being exposed.

[oxvoid]

‘Happy World Poetry Day’, to the kind of writing that does not seek to be seen by everyone but waits patiently for the one soul who will feel and appreciate it.

There is something rare about being held by a feeling that does not demand understanding or presence, where it is something that resonates deeply to the heart without needing to be fully explained, but just simply felt and let it exist.

[oxvoid]

True mature thinking shows in responding to ill will with calm composure that leaves the other questioning their own behavior.

Dealing to such offense with composure is a demonstration of integrity, a chance to hold the moral high ground, and putting an end to everything, for others to recognize an impression that's so mature and far stronger than any shouting could achieve.