Mania
Sometimes my emotions feel like razor blades slicing through my stomach, burning like a volcanic eruption sliding through a town made of paper.

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Mania
Sometimes my emotions feel like razor blades slicing through my stomach, burning like a volcanic eruption sliding through a town made of paper.
Im like a flower, sucking in nutrients and using the resources around me, but I still need to be watered.
“I think it’s important to realize you can miss something, but not want it back.”
— Paulo Coelho
“There is no surer way of evading the world than by art; and no surer way of uniting with it than by art.”
— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Maxims and Reflections
We create beauty out of our passion, but we keep it for the ones we love.
“No one, to my knowledge, has figured out the secret to love. We love imperfectly… We all do.”
— Elizabeth Strout, Abide with Me (via quotespile)
My Weakness My Power
The part of art that never gets talked about is the wave of sadness that gets pressed on the artist before their creation. It’s easy to view this sadness as a crutch but it’s one of our biggest powers. Sadness gives our creativity weight and tangibility. The pressure to create and not being able to is frustrating and builds into an artist depression, but enough of this raw emotion is what carries us to our next project. I feel this sadness deeply in my soul but I do not reject it for it is part of the process to my self reflection and my healing. When we look at these emotions for what they are and their role in our bodies we can see the perspective their really trying to give us.
You
I don’t know what this is this time. I’m learning that all of my obsessions are not exactly a consequence of romantic necessities, but when I see you in your passion, my eyes begin to dilate to the size of moons for ever glowing in the reflection of you. When we harmonize they’re like two rivers meeting in the middle so seamlessly and so easy, as if they were never separate entities to begin with but two wholes trying to finally become whole again.
Some people come. Some people go, but their entrances and exits are not trivial to our existence. I thank you for all that has been done and all that will be because of it, and I feel no qualms. We are all people learning and giving the best we know how, whatever happens know we lived our best life.
You’re just so beautiful, your body couldn’t contain what you hold.
@fablecircuit did a stripped down live session of our newest song Gemini. A link to the full video will be in my bio. . . . . . . .#livesessions #npr#music#acoustic#progressive#melodic#canont5i
Sitting in a pit in fear of judgement and misleading locations we strive to be accepted. Bathing in places where the water scolds our skin and the air is moist with uncomfortable interactions my body shivers with anticipation of something new. With low expectation and poison sliding down my throat a crave for the right attention will never be filled. Though we still strive on in hope to cleanse ourselves of the loneliness we once felt.
Here we are in life wondering what we’re meant for, and I realized my best time hasn’t been with the best fuck the best kiss or the best relationship, but the moments where I’m alone. The moments life becomes cathartic and the beauty of being alive seems more than real. When consciousness itself seems to be a gift because we can see things in so many different perspectives. Life is very painful and can never be seen in the same way twice, so all we have is what we see in front of us and The memory of it.
Happiness is not needing to know that you’re already enough.
I’d rather die looking for you then live knowing you’re already dead.
The callous on my finger say I've been playing to much and the callous on my heart say the same