Broken - Blog Posts

Life is like that... In the pause between two heartbeats, the curse of broken promises, foolish plans and bitter separation, is undone by the simplest notion of love.

Broken Sky.

As does the Earth,

So does the Sky,

Get Broken.

Broken and shattered

Broken from the sart

"Tonight honey, I'm gonna break your heart, mine was broken from the start" sings Jon Foreman. I've always been wondering  what it really means. The most obvious and seemingly most at-hand answer was something about love and break-ups. I thought I had nothing to do with it because I live in a very merry relationship and I have no reason to actbroken.

This simple line, however, uncovers something I am born into. But not only me, I'm convinced it's the same with almost all of us. What I'm talking about here is a mere detection of a common state of life. In fact I've heard of this so much, that I've even grown accustomed to it. It's the cycle. The cycle of what my heritage is...

Recently I created a huge deficit to my family, unconsciously and unintended. To be able to pay for this, my father had to give up few of his plans for the summer. I understood, that he was mad at me, this is alright after the monetary loss. But you know, what he kept saying was somewhat misled and unjust. He said I'm not grown-up, I'm a child, I can't make good decisions and I need supervision. Well, I am an adult in every aspect, though I moved back in with my parents because they live close to the university I'm in... Anyway, I tried to reason with him and be generous, so I offered to pay it all back and then came thebest: he said I cannot give him money I didn't get from him and I won't have a salary at least in the coming five years. (Momentarily I don't have a paying job, that's true, but I put up my pricey bow for sale, for which I worked very ardently a couple of years ago) I told my dad (with the hint of sarcasm, I admit), that it's improbable, that I wouldn't get a job soon. Then he started shouting and I lost interest...

First thought: this man's a fool, it was a wrong decision to move in with them, when I get paid for my book, I'll leave. But you know, this is it. I know my father had a very narcistic and controlling father. I know he tries very hard to be a good parent, though he never had a grown-up son. He might've simply reacted so strangely because of his anger and pain, I don't know. And really, this whole thing, this fighting and hurting penetrates through my family-line. I am predestined to be broken. I am predestined by my father, and his father and his father and so on. I heard countless family stories, how the fathers hurt and betrayed their sons. All differently. My father tries to do good but it comes out all wrong because he was broken from the start, and he didn't even know it... But I do. I now know and understand it. The question is, whether I break the cycle, or simply try hard, like my dad does...

And then, isn't it somewhat universal? Aren't we all coming up with secret burdens? Why do we see faulted and wounded people everywhere? And ultimately: what does it mean to break this cycle? I'm not giving you answers because this is not an open argument, it's just a pile of questions...

Randomness rules!

Fue un honor rompernos el corazón, mi amor.

Jamilys Azócar.

"Let's just admit it. When we break a person's heart, we break a little too."

-H.Asteid

Instant “kids’Classics

Wall-E (2008)

I loved Wall-E, so so so much. It’s accurate portrayal of the future of planet Earth, the emotions Wall-E developed for work, the planet, it’s survival and mindset and of course for EVE. Most important to the story, that’s done in a way kids and adults can understand and see, is how Wall-Es development is all done by personal growth and kindness and effort. But this movie is overall for the benefits of kids, to see how automation can destroy them in the future both by not going out or connecting with others but also by relying too much on technology (that tries to keep the humans under their control).

Along with the overall notes to humans, I love that so much of this film has no words. The lack of words isn’t because Wall-E nor EVE speak a particular language other than robot either, but because a good portion of it is in solidarity or confusion there isn’t much we can understand by words—but we see their actions which show to be just as important as words, if not more

Up (2009)

Yo! Yoooooooooo, this film was a lot darker than expected. Forget the first few minutes of pure heartbreak, where the hell did this villain come from? I know Scar tries to kills Mufasa and Cruella De Vil captured people and pups for a coat, but still—this guy could have jumped out of the screen to get us—Ring style!

This was an instant classic for kids and adults, because it’s hysterical Carl and Russell are both funny on their own, but they also thrive together as two people who would have the same relationship regardless of their individual ages. Carl is trying to hold onto his youth and have some peace and Russell is trying to be an adult while also having an adventure. While they will usually have opposing ideas and views about things based on their own agendas they do have a similar mindset and will continue to be friends long after this adventure.

PS—Minions (2015), I love, love, love this film. It’s not particularly clever or emotional, just so funny. Even for the fact that the main food they like…is food that looks just like them—what?

Bang Bang

My heart is made of gold

And it's oh so heavy it hurts

With every bang, bang Today

My broken is showing I don't think

I was supposed to be here It's like this isn't my life

I belong in a different one My life is at an advanced placement level

While my brain is at special education level

I'm too sensitive

And too weak They were right

About me after all Bang, Bang

You were holding my heart in the palms of your hand. You could have been gentle yet you decided to crush it.

Have you ever loved a song because of a particular person? But when that person and you drifted apart, it ruined the song for you, 'cause you no longer feel the same emotions as you once felt while listening to it </3

I mistook your daggers as smiles

Fallen Eden

In the garden we tended, once blooming with light,

shadows have fallen and day turned to night.

The roses lie broken, the trees stand alone,

what once was our Eden is but overgrown stone.

The nature we cherished now whispers no song,

the paths we once wandered feel twisted and wrong.

Where love used to flourish, the roots intertwine,

nothing may live in this garden of mine.

by Weltenasche.

hey what the fuck. how do i have negative likes

don't you see?? how broken and young we are?? I used to think that it was just me but no...we are all broken in different ways and that's so sad bc we think that we can't be fixed and that's not true, we can but we can't believe it and that's all bc we don't know or at least we don't remember what happiness is. all that we feel is pain, fuck...just think about it.

if we are all damn damaged by our damn own fucking minds at this age, what we can wait?

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Broken down into nothing but salty water. A tear gives way to an ocean.

She meant it when she broke him. He was just another Toy.

This hits home

How did we end up like this

4:51 am

I reached into the empty space

Beside me

And felt nothing but the cold

Pale sheets

Which once brought us together

But now

Only find pleasure in tearing us

Apart 

Never in my life before

Have i felt this unfulfilling ache

Which rises with the rosy sun

But never seems to set

At twilight

Like how language

Gets jumbled over time,

We became two mouths

Tangled in our misery.

Each meaning the same thing

Yet unable to comprehend

The other.

Are we not both proclaiming love

But losing the feeling

By the tossing and turning

Of borrowed time?

The mountain mist

(And the paleness of its shroud)

Is a constant reminder

(In the darkness of my thoughts)

Of how much I really

(Unknowingly, but undoubtedly)

Missed you

Freedom.

I have dreamed of the word

But have always been uncertain

Of its meaning

Is it choice,

Or ability?

Or is it something in between?

I ask for freedom

But wonder

Which side of the bars

I see