...and it's exceedingly short, his galloping life. Dogs die so soon. I have my stories about that grief, no doubt many of you do also. It is almost a failure of will, a failure of love, to let them grow old - or so it feels. We would do anything to keep them with us, and keep them young. The one gift we cannot give.
from Dog Songs by Mary Oliver
there’s not a morning i begin without a thousand questions running through my mind, that i don’t try to find the reason and the logic in the world that G-d designed. the reason why a bird was given wings? if not to fly, and praise the sky with every song it sings. what’s right or wrong, where i belong within the scheme of things…if not to hunger for the meaning of it all, then tell me what a soul is for?
i can walk through the forest of the trees of knowledge and listen to the lesson of the leaves…there are certain things that once you have, no man can take away, no wave can wash away, no wind can blow away…
the more i live, the more i learn, the more i learn, the more i realize the less i know…
“You have a good heart, and you think the good thing is to be guilty and kind. But it’s not always kind to be gentle and soft. There’s a genuine violence softness and kindness visit on people. Sometimes self-interested is the most generous thing you can be.”
— Angels in America (via ladysaviours)
My darling, sending you the biggest hug across the universe today 💕 You are not alone.
Christi!!! ;___; (sorry for having a mental breakdown on main because I've apparently hit oversaturation with the things I have seen on here)
my sweetheart 💗 thank you very much, I send that hug back so tightly through all the stars, and you're such a blessing amongst them.
i spent over an hour combing through my other blog’s drafts and found a bunch of stray pretty posts that i wanted to transfer here, so i opened them all in separate tabs and deleted them from my old drafts, and went to log in here to save them anew, and instead my browser kicked me out and it’s set to automatically clear history when you exit, so i lost them all forever. this is an extremely silly, ultimately inconsequential problem but. come on.
look at the cute ornament which came in the mail perfectly on time for the last night of Chanukah!!! my boy my boy
@swiftieblackbeard thank you so much my darling, I love him and this gave me a true spot of joy - I was just talking to my mom about the light he’s brought to me through everything this year, I do deeply continue to believe that artists and music, and the love/meaning/comfort we discover in them, finds us when we most need it, and there’s such grace in each time that’s happened. Elvis knew exactly when I needed him. and I love you dearly too.
also thank you to @joons, @thebohemianbelle, @arthurwilde, @ab4eva for your kind replies on my last post, I love you very much and I’m having a hard time responding to things properly right now, but I need you to know you are true friends and blessings in this world. it has always meant more than can be said, but especially does in these times. 💗💗💗
What would you do with an autumn breeze? 🍂🎐🍂
if I cannot fly, let me sing. ♡if I wasn't tough, I wouldn't be here.if I wasn't gentle, I wouldn't deserve to be here.♡if not to hunger for the meaning of it all, then tell me what a soul is for?♡if my immortal soul is lost to me, something yet remains. I remain. ♡ a passionate, fragmentary girl; she stood in desperate music wound; voice of a bird, heart like a house; the ghost at the end of the song.♡ Jessica Lynn 🕊❀ paypal ❀
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