Healinguistics

Heartfelt notes on the stains of our minds, scar tissues, faded lines, the holes in our souls and the light at the end of it all.

[thewokebloke]

It's an absolute necessity to keep both the imaginative and inquisitive child & the wise and composed old man alive within oneself at all times. Only then does a challenging adulthood feel like an adventure amidst all of it's hustles and grinds & ups and downs, rather than just making the individual endure & drag through it with utter resentment & a resounding lack of enthusiasm.

[thewokebloke]

Good people say 'yes' to whatever others ask them of because they know that the world perceives disagreement as disrespect, and this very misunderstanding is used to torment those same good people in ways that are really excruciating for them.

All of us good people should learn to say 'no' to others when we genuinely differ from their opinions or do not want to do something just because they ask us to. Only then can we have both our sanity unscathed and make them see the power of free will & varied perspectives, with all due respect.

[divyachamaria]

That’s the thing about people who’ve faced loss in life. They learn to appreciate the smallest gestures. Random acts of kindness & intimacy, the brush of their fingers against yours, a beautiful sunset, early morning rains and how the sun peaks through the clouds when it’s over. The impermanence of life reminds you to live every day to its fullest. They don’t ask for love or joy, they find it in everything around them. 

[thewokebloke]

You can heave a sigh of relief,

Now that I'm gone so far away.

You never meant the things that

you've claimed to mean for me.

And now I feel like I've been

dragged through it all, with the hope that it'll all come true some day.

You said you'd never leave me,

Or even let your shadow fly by

And still not keep looking at how

I've been feeling or wanting to cry.

This can't be goodbye. With

the door still open and the lights

still on, waiting for you to walk

back in with that warm smile

and love that could scale heights.

But it's cold now, inside and out.

And darkness lingers like the black

treacle of a heart which you've

grown so fond of nurturing,

leaving behind a trail of sorrow for

someone who cared but won't be back.