The Thinking Of What Others Are Thinking Is The Common Trait Of Madiators.

I guess I want some asks.

deep tarot asks🧿

the fool: what journey have you recently started?

the magician: do you feel that you have the right tools and resources in your life to achieve your goals?

the high priestess: do you trust your intuition?

the empress: do you love yourself?

the emperor: do you believe you have control over your life?

the hierophant: what traditions or rituals or mantras have you created for yourself?

the lovers: do you feel alone? are you waiting for perfect harmony in your life?

the chariot: what forces are pulling you in opposite directions?

the hermit: how do you get in touch with your emotions?

strength: in what ways are you strongest?

wheel of fortune: do you feel like you are a victim of fate?

justice: do you believe in karma, or that hard work manifests as success?

the hanged man: are you truly open-minded?

death: have you had to bury another version of yourself? what came out of it?

temperance: have you found a comfortable balance in your life?

the devil: do you have everything you want? why do you want it?

the tower: what was the last reason you really cried?

the star: are you an optimist? why or why not?

the moon: what are you hiding from yourself or from others?

the sun: what makes you happiest?

judgment: are you sure that you want your life to head in the direction that it is?

the world: are you satisfied? do you love life or do you just tolerate it?

inspired by @nightmarevirgo’s super cute tarot questions

I have several experiences of doing works on a whim; still, I do. 

For some cases, those were life-changing. For some, those were adventurous. For most cases, they were waste of time.

But what I suggest is to take the last step after being mentally “ready”: don’t deceive yourself. You know yourself the most. 

I do mistakes. She does mistakes. She learns from it; I stress out thinking “I did mistakes”. Result: she has already changed the game. I repeat the mistake again and stress out.

No way !

It's 6.30 AM. I believe that the day will be gonna good. Every minute will be with me.I will not prioritise my "comfort" always. I will prioritise my goal. I will not be harsh to me. I will give proper breaks but not for using technology. I will not be lost in unorganized thinking. I trust myself .

“If you do not find yourself a galaxy, it is not so bad to find yourself a star.”

It's true.

“People overestimate what they can do in a single day. And underestimate what they can do in their whole lives.”

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I firmly believe in geometric progression 🙂

I don't know how much of a change is consistent. However, we learn to adapt to it unknowingly. Today is April 1. I was waiting for this day thinking "How do I write seven creatives in Bangla exam that day?" And ya I am writing now at 4 am!

  It feels quite thrilling to face a strange challenge, but it is difficult for me to imagine the dire consequences. When people feel a lot of pain, they feel it later. Today, life may seem easy in the face of such a big change, but waiting for the feeling when it itself will seem helpless.

To me, quarantine is not something uncomfortable. I'm accustomed to stay home. So ,maybe I don't understand the change. This time in the house is used in many ways by effective people . I am already inefficient in this regard. So I am more inclined to waste this time. Maybe I'll try but fail.but I do not fear failure.rather I'm afraid of change. I did not think it was so difficult to take responsibility for my life as a follower of the eighteen. I thought the taste of freedom is not too bitter. But alas, living in a house and capturing a strange liberty, I never dreamed it would be so difficult. I don't like the digital age, I'm not that smart. So I do not know if everything becomes normal, can I be normal.I do not know where my world will stand. Those who can still keep themselves normal at this time may be superhuman. However, I do not know why the change always seems awful to only me.

Give me time. I know how to adapt. :)

Boredom is devouring. Checking my phone repeatedly after some times. No new notification. No messages. Same songs again and again. Same books. Same room. Same me.