by _shuto_films
Kalbim....
şimdi bir mevsim değil, koca bir hayat girdi aramıza. biliyorum. ne sen dönebilirsin, ne de ben kapıyı açabilirim.
Selanik Selanik viran olasın
Taşını toprağını seller alsın
Sen de benim gibi yarsız kalasın
Aman ölüm zalim ölüm üç gün ara ver
Al başımdan bu sevdayı, götür yare ver
Yani benim değilsen, kara toprağınsın. Bana kalmayacaksan, kimseye kalmayasın. Rüyalarımda buluşamadıysak, kimsenin rüyasında buluşamayasın. Benim başımdaki sevdada dolanmayacaksan, kimsenin yaresinin sevdalısı olmayasın. Seni çok sevdim, gitme yarim, alma başımdan bu sevdanı, ve gel yarim mesut kalalım.
"Gönlüme açılan pencere olmasa da bu da bir pencere"
“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.”
— Eleanor Roosevelt
Birbirimize destek olacağımız yerde
İlişki mi yaşıyoruz, dayak mı yiyoruz belli değil.
Zamanımızı geçiriyoruz bu dünyada. Olan bu.
You never know life. You never know, its not an equation to be solved. You never know what may happen, whether you live well or you live bad, or you should have been somewhere else. All you can know is that you are here now, and these are the circumstances. So, just live it.
Live it now, experience. Take it all with every inch of detail, because tomorrow, you never know.
Tomorrow, you will not. Live.
I think a lot about how we as a culture have turned “forever” into the only acceptable definition of success.
Like… if you open a coffee shop and run it for a while and it makes you happy but then stuff gets too expensive and stressful and you want to do something else so you close it, it’s a “failed” business. If you write a book or two, then decide that you don’t actually want to keep doing that, you’re a “failed” writer. If you marry someone, and that marriage is good for a while, and then stops working and you get divorced, it’s a “failed” marriage.
The only acceptable “win condition” is “you keep doing that thing forever”. A friendship that lasts for a few years but then its time is done and you move on is considered less valuable or not a “real” friendship. A hobby that you do for a while and then are done with is a “phase” - or, alternatively, a “pity” that you don’t do that thing any more. A fandom is “dying” because people have had a lot of fun with it but are now moving on to other things.
I just think that something can be good, and also end, and that thing was still good. And it’s okay to be sad that it ended, too. But the idea that anything that ends is automatically less than this hypothetical eternal state of success… I don’t think that’s doing us any good at all.
“Seni tanımadan önce ağaçların çiçek açtığı ve yaprak döktüğü mevsimleri hep kaçırırdım derdi. Resim yapmayı sevdiğim halde denizin mavisini bilmezdim, yaprağın yeşilinin her mevsimde değiştiğine dikkat etmemiştim...”
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