INTERPRETATIONS

It's natural. Its honest.

[interperatethis-blog]

I pictured myself there.

In the mist of all my senses being heightened,

as the exhibit is presenting me an alternate reality, feeling as im walking through space.

and i saw you. I thought about you when I was thinking of coming tonight. I wondered if I still knew any part of you, the part that I think would enjoy an experience like this, and I thought it might be nice too see you there.

its rare I have any thoughts of you. rarer to have any kind felt thoughts. I don‘t remember the good stuff with you, yet i know there was a lot.

in my new reality I tell you that, and I feel relieved.

“I know there was so much between us, so much good, I know that for certain because I still remember how it felt, I just can’t remember that it happened.

it’s sad you know, all so tainted by the ending.

It was nice to find something that could still connect us“

and it was. even if you never were really there, if that reality is in my minds eye, how can it not be a possibility?

remember : ‘cogito, ergo sum’ -Rene Descartes.

Was nice to see you there old friend. S.S.

[theinterpretations]

You and I forgot. Maybe It’s because you and I had these ideas about each other, for ourselves. We had imagined what the other would bring to us and we became so fixated on the specific ideas we had created that we forgot how multifaceted people are. We expected but one thing of each other- which in turn was too high an expectation. Any expectation, just expectation itself is too high of an expectation. But our expectations became the only thing we could see because we expected the other to set us free of expectations- that’s a true 22. We never learned to learn, we learned to gain. We took and took and took from each other and we were left with nothing, which is all we gave.

[theinterpretations]

I wish you knew, I wish I knew, I am so happy to have seen you, I am sad for the self fulfilment you bring, Sad for you, happy for I. I use you, I always have, You give me a strange validation. I wish you knew though. It’s not only a testament of my ego, But a testament of how I value your person. If only I valued it enough to make you happy. I love you, but not enough. - Sonia Salvatore

[theinterpretations]

I seem to find myself thinking of you all the time. I always have but its so present lately, almost constant, and I think I might know why. You always inspired me. In ways I could describe in detail and in ways I could not.  You were my inspiration, and I still struggle to accept how deeply you disappointed me. I don't accept it because even after everything that proved to be, I still want to believe in you. It's very confusing when you live between two minds, things begin to spill onto each other when I come and go between them, and the drop always leaves me back at you. I often wonder what would happen if I were to see you, and the thoughts excite me. I find I sometimes even hope for a meeting.  I would love to hear if you sound the same, or maybe its just because I want to remind myself that I have changed.  But the other me finds repulse when I think of you, she's the part of me that is the most disappointed. I think about how all that inspired me was actually not at all you, and forgive you I still need to. I know that you are not responsible for my perception of you, but I its you I blame. I still do not believe you to have been honest with me. I sometimes excuse you, in that I can't be sure you were ever even honest with yourself. In fact I have excused you as little as i have forgiven you.

Sonia Salvatore

[justrollitup]

[best-of-memes]

[skullxcrusher-deactivated201501]

nostalgia is a liar. nothing was ever as good as you remember it to be. there’s a reason you don’t talk to that person anymore, there’s a reason you’re not part of each other’s lives. don’t trust nostalgia. grieve. reflect. move on.

[theinterpretations]

Though my heart is still broken My life is much fuller Though my soul is still struggling My thoughts are more pleasant I do wonder of you often, I am fond of your idea somehow still. Parts of me left with you, Damaging and destructive but me nonetheless. I miss those parts. I am settled though. The choice is always mine. I stand by this choice, and I'm happy. Day to day, I'm happy. Still I can't deny that this isn't the dream. I'm not where the girl I was at 10 thought I would be. I've sold out to save my sanity. But it's the crazy that I find myself longing for. -Sonia Salvatore

[jenny-jinya]

I think this is important knowledge

[coitus-will-destroy-us]

[pdlcomics]

[tastefullyoffensive]

by Poorly Drawn Lines

[tastefullyoffensive]

[loganlermansboyfriend]

THAT’S THE KIND OF SHIT I WANNA SEE ON THE INTERNET.

[demonmeganfox]

And to think… This all started when Leslie Knope gay married those two penguins

[maybe-itsmin000]

[bluoceanwithpolkadots-deactivat]

so dam beautiful.

[nsana]

When Chase was eight, a woman approached us at the grocery store and said, “What a handsome boy! What do you plan to be when you grow up, young man?” Chase looked at her and said, “I plan to be kind and brave, ma’am.” This was just one of the best moments of my life. Kind and brave has been our family’s battle cry for as long as I can remember. And I’ve always told my kids that your job isn’t who you are. Your character is who you are. So when folks ask my kids what they “want to be,” they think character, not career. The great thing about this shift is that my kiddos understand that their life doesn’t magically begin when they “grow up.” Anybody still waiting for that to happen? Me too. Not them. They know that their life is NOW. Childhood is not just a dress rehearsal for adulthood. No way. It’s a whole beautiful thing, all on its own. Childhood is just as real as adulthood. Just as important. Kids can be who they want to be TODAY. They don’t have to wait. Chase wants to be a human being who is kind and brave and he is already that. He know that his “success” does not depend upon whether he lands some job or not. He knows he’ll be a success if he continues to practice kindness and courage wherever and with whomever he finds himself. Today he is a kind and brave sixth grader and one day he’ll be a kind a brave high schooler and one day maybe he’ll be a kind and brave teacher or artist or father or carpenter or friend. His roles will change but his character will remain. He is already who he wants to be. So he can just go about being himself forever. Following his curiosity. One Next Right Thing at a time. You too. You can just go about being yourself. Following your curiosity. One Next Right Thing at a time. Life starts now. There is no “When I” there is only “I am.” And it’s just as simple and hard as that. Life starts now. There is no “When I” there is only “I am.” And it’s just as simple and hard as that.

Glennon Melton (via nsana)

[purplebuddhaproject]

Remember the clear light, the pure clear white light from which everything in the universe comes, to which everything in the universe returns; the original nature of your own mind. The natural state of the universe unmanifest. Let go into the clear light, trust it, merge with it. It is your own true nature, it is home.

Tibetan Book of the Dead (via purplebuddhaproject)

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