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690 Kilometer.
The distance between me and my past is not very large…690 km to be precise.
Did I run all the way here or rode some cloud of power I don’t remember?
Funny I ran so hard and so fast and I still find myself under.
Every morning I find something crumble…is it my soul, my mind or just another blunder caused because of my dropping eyes and my body aching to lay in a deep slumber.
The wind…
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Nevermind 2
Hello again!
I have written something a long time and I call them Neverminds. It has almost 60 parts and if it doesn’t bother anyone I would like to share them or at least bests of them. Everyone isn’t so long and they might not be in right order as I post them but main thing is that it’s a same story and main charachter is same girl all the time. But now here you have another part. I hope someone likes it :)
I stood there with my hands bounded. Rope hurt my wrists. A man has tight them too hard. I had thrown in middle of those selfish monster. Even their look stick my skin when they estimated me. It felt like tiny little sticks tried to cover under my skin. There was two ghost standing right behind me or next to me, I wasn’t sure because I didn’t see them. And now agin I wondered how my mom and dad brought me here. They must have know that this is the place where devil was scared to come.
- You didn’t mind to kill one of us so we don’t mind to kill her.
I heard over monster’s scratchy voice how they brought in a tiny girl who had dirty black hair and chains holding her legs together. They left her between me and those five devils front of me. They used the girl as a shield. I couldn’t walk up to them and rip off their deadly handsome faces. They took chains off from a girl and let her free. Girl still wasn’t going anywhere. She just shaked still. When she lifted up her green eyes I could see all the fear they had caused to her and that fear have lived there already a long time. Wierd thing for me was that I couldn’t see any sing of tired on her face. They haven’t tortured her. I was reliefed. They only made her scare. I coudln’t handle more guilty anymrore. I already felt for guilty of that they caught her. I looked her into eyes and saw her fear. It was growing and becoming horror. Normally humasn can’t handle it this long. She was strong. I heard how a knife were taken out of its cover. Tear dropped on the girl’s beautiful face.The knife reached her neck. Sudenly my mouth became dry even thought I wasn’t sad. I was empty. Heard giant snap when someone broken her neck.
- Brea! I screamed. They couldn’t do this. - NO! Brea!
I yank rope aorunf my hands but it didn’t gave in. It didn’t get my hands free. I screamed, growled and spit on them. Desperation started to eat me inside. They couldn’y do this.My wrists bleed when I struggled with the rope. Then I heard girl screaming. It cut the air and broke my heart. One of those mant ghost took his knofe too and went to girl and other backed off. He cut her skin and she started to bleed clear red blood. My breatheing became faster and O screamed as a phsyco. I hated that feeling but I had to do it. I kenw the girl would be scare of me afterwards. Just like everyone was. My voice of screaming became higher and it changed. They lifted the knife to her neck and gashed long scracth there. I knew that they was going to make her die slow just for me.
- Brea! I screamed her.
Spittel slpashed out off my mouth. My ghostly glow started to fill the whole room. It was more whtie than ghost sheet or snow. My voice resonate everywhere and I yell from the bottom of my soul. I swooped to person next to the girl and I didn’t gave a damn about his knife. But he went through me and I tried to keep myself standing. I couldn’t do anything to that man. I psuhed the girl to the ground and I saw how her body just flopped down painfully. Blood on her neck splashed on me. Someone dragged the rope around my wrists and I almost fell. I yell from the pain. I couldn’t gave up because girl wasn’t dead. I still had hope. I looked around and saw in this dark hall how every ghost here was comig this way. I reached the hands holding my rope and I pressed my nails into the meat. It hurt my hands so much but I just bit my teeth together. I felt little joy when man moans like death. It shooted my ears. I fell next to the girl on the ground and looked her in panic. I turned around so I could grab her shirt with my hands. Shirt was slippery because of blood but I hold it tight. I started to tote her fast. She was heavy and my weak wrists couldn’t carry it so long. A man attacked me and dragged me on the ground. Adrenaline was already swimming in blood and takeing over the pain and feelings. I kicked him with my heels and this time them didn’t went through him. I got wound of his knife on my back but he fall down on the ground. Something sharp cut my hands and same it cut my rope. My hands started bleeding but I didn’t care. At least my hands is free now. The man on the ground tried to turn back towards me. I kicked him to stomach and grabbed the rope around his neck. I tied it hard so I didn’t need to watch him die and I could go to girl. Pound of blood under the girl was growing all the time and it made me sick. One of ghosts collapsed on my back and pulled his knife on armpit. I screamed again and its power almost paralyzed me. Then my dark side took over me. It filled all my sences and it made me ignore the deadly pain in my armpits. Then I just disapeared from them. I became a ghost. At this point I could’ve handle everything but now I broke down. Tears run on my cheeks and they blur my eyes. All work I’ve done hear to not break down just walked out of the door. I was too young for this. I couldn’t resist things longer. I closed my eyes and tears ran harder. My ear filled of voices that makes humans go crazy. All I heard was screaming and moaning. Those were voice which was only in fairytale’s dark forests hunting. I pulled girl’s hair away and looked her. Wound on her neck wasn’t so bad but it was bleeding badly. Others ghosts went off too. I couldn’t see them either. I grabbed her shirt and lug her behind me. We had to get out of here fast. She hasn’t died yet. Don’t worry, she is still alive. I tried to calm myself down. My hands shaked for pain and trying hold on the shirt. Darkness was fallen and I couldn’t see anyone. I tried to be careful where I passed but I still kind of ran across the hall. My hold slipped when someone yelled right next to me. My consciousness faltered already in unconsciousness and my thought has messed up. All I tasted and smelled was blood. I felt blood on my own shirt and how it drained down my back like cold sweat. I bumped to big woody door. We had got across the room. I almost jumped for joy. I opened the door. It was a mistake because silence filled the room and I could even hear everyone turn around. They felt comig air. I wrenched the broken girl out of the door and closed the door right behind. I took a better grip the girl and ran. We might go away but we still will leave blood behind us. I didn’t regonize this place and it had many halls where to turn but didn’t which way we should head so I kept just running forward and I hoped I will not bump to walls. I took fright when I heard them again. They were chaising us again. I couldn’t tell how far they were but I could say they will cautch us soon. My consciousness throw half way to edge of unconsciousness. Stargger while running and I fell for stair front of us. I feel every bone inside me and which way my blood is running. The girl rolls right behind me ja her flabby body lands on me. We will got caught now. Then I fall down to unconsciousness.
Never mind
Hi!
I just wanted to post something to here so I posted piece of story I have been written lately. It might be harsh or not-so-it-don’t-hurt(I mean there is violance). I would like to people’s opinion about it. But no more speaking, this is the part of the story. I hope you enjoy of reading it. (and my first language isn’t english so don’t judge me)
Okay here you go!
- Mom? I asked confused
Woman didn’t react at all even thought my voice was full of disgust and fear.
- What are you doing here?
Now she stopped doing. She pulled her raven black hair behind an ear. The movement was careful.
- Get out! You are not welcome here! I screamed to the woman.
I was angry. I didn’t want to see my real family anymore. Especially after they gave me away. They were insane. Madness belongs to their soul.
- Go! I commanded her.
The woman turned around with face looking the ground. She slowly and deliberately rise her face. A grin in her face was crazier than what Joker could do. Fear tried to eat me inside but anger pushed over it. I still tremnled when she stood up.
- I can here your madness under anger. Just like me when I was younger, she gave a gloomy laugh with her grin. I could see perfectly her white teeth so good.
- And of course I am very flattered when you called me mom, she gave me a laugh again. I kept my feet on the ground and watched the monster front of me straight to the eyes.
- I told you to get out alredy so start walking, I tried to be colder with my voice than she was.
- Yes, I’m not welcome here and blaa blaa blaa. I know dear.
She rolled her eyes to me.
- It’s wierd to hear that your own daugher wants to get rid of her mother. And don’t call me your daugher. You have no right to it anymore.
- You called me mom first, but whatever, her voice was poisonous. - and who are these people who live here? They must scare you if you setteled down in here.
Womans eyes had endless hungry in them and her face became crazier.
- What happened to your leg? Why are you limping? She asked me and came closer and kneeled down smoothly. Then I saw her so close and I realized that she wasn’t physical anymore. It didn’t mean anything good so I took a step back.
- Are you afraid of me, daughter? You really should be there where we send you because you are fear like a human, she spitted those words like dirt.
- Why did you came here? I asked her with low voice so she sould know that I can go crazy too. But the anserw I got was tormenting evil laugh and right after I felt cold knife pulling harder inside the old wound I had. Pain went through my body and my sight almost went off. My breath stopped and I could breath no more. I grabbed the knife out of my leg and threw it straight throught the woman. I heard animaly dirty laugh coming out of her beautiful face and laugh turned to insane and phsycopathical bray. Then I turned around and started to run.
I’d love nothing more than to hold your heart in my hands, to finally have something good in my life. But I can’t. For I’m too afraid that with one touch, your light will disappear and you’ll fade away; Because I’ve learned that everything I love always leaves me broken, in the dark.
A.R.
My greatest fear is something not many can see but relate to. It is always so hard to explain to someone that doesn't understand. What is it you ask? My greatest fear is me.
A Broken Soul
Modern day Cliche
Word Count: 2194.
Genre: Fluff.
(Note! There is a part of the story that is texting back and forth, so when you see the characters name bolded with italicized text beneath it, it’s the contact name and their message!)
(Not Proof Read, if There’s Mistakes, let me Know!)
Your phone vibrated violently in your back pocket as you carried your sleek laptop towards your next destination. Quickly setting down the device on the table in the quiet library you took out your phone. Upon clicking it on, you saw an array of text messages all from your classes group chat.
Letting out a sigh you opened the messages and read through them. Although, you didn’t really have to since you could have easily guessed that they were all about the big event coming up. It was just about Halloween and there was going to be a horror attraction not to far from the school. To your knowledge everyone was attending.
Bringing down the settings bar you silenced the chat and turned off your phone before setting it on the table. Sitting down on the hard wooden chair you scanned the library. Your e/c orbs scanning over shelves of books and hanging decorations. Opening your computer you clicked on the site you had been using to write your chemistry paper on and skimmed over it.
The words seemed to blur together as they never reached your mind. The sound of something being set down, broke your trance as you looked up. Your eyes locking with a pair of bright captivating teal colored eyes. The light from their hanging sources made his eyes seem to sparkle in curiosity. His soft, light ash blonde, hair cascading down just below his shoulders. The tips slightly curly and free looking. The golden marking on the center of his neck just barely peaking out over the hem of his black turtleneck.
You must’ve been staring because when you snapped out of your alluring trance, he had already sat down and was opening his laptop. Shaking your head you looked back at your screen, you could feel a slight tinge of heat decorate your cheeks.
Clearing your throat you decided to speak first. “So Albedo, how has your day been so far?”
He instantly stopped scrolling as he turned and gave you his full attention. “My day has been rather productive. How about yours?”
“Well that’s good, my day has been alright.” You responded quickly, glancing back at your computer screen.
“Splendid. Now, I would like to go over this paper with you once more, as it is our last day together.”
You felt your heart rate quicken as you gave him a nod. You always managed to take everything he said to you in the wrong way, or so you thought. Reading over the paper again for what feels like the hundredth time, you let out a sigh. After navigating your way back through some of the other websites you’d passed through, you hovered over the enticing submit button.
You knew you needed to turn in this project, but didn’t want your time with Albedo to end so quickly. That’s when a cord in your mind had been strung.
“Ah, hey Albedo!” You said, more urgently than it needed to be causing him to quickly looked over at you. “Are you going to the new horror attraction down the road tonight?”
He simply looked at you, his head tilting to the side a little. “I don’t believe I am.”
“Well if it’s not too much to ask, would you maybe want to come along with me?” You asked, a small tinge of hopefulness in your voice.
Albedo looked to the side with an expression you couldn’t quite make out. It felt like an eternity had passed before he finally responded. “Sure.”
You put your hands up to defend yourself from the rejection, but instantly stopped in your tracks. You felt your breath get caught up in your throat as you stared at him with wide eyes. He gave you a small awkward smile as he adjusted his plaid jacket nervously.
You nearly jumped out of the seat as your arms shot up in the air with happiness. “Yes!”
Upon hearing a smooth chuckle come from the blonde, you felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. Turning your attention back to your computer, you happily hit the submit button and bid a reluctant farewell to Albedo.
( Small Little Time Skip )
Searching for your usual table during your lunch period, you took a seat, setting your backpack down in the seat beside you. Usually, you ate lunch alone since it was deemed too much work to attempt to find anybody you knew. Turning to your lunch tray you were about to take a bite when your phone buzzed. Reaching into your pocket you set down your utensil and checked the notification.
“A text from Albedo!?” You whisper yelled, praying that nobody around heard you over the loud chatter of the lunchroom.
Opening up the message you read over it before your jaw nearly dropped.
Albedo
I never knew you sat alone at lunch.
Your head quickly jolted up to look around, but your eyes never landed on him. Looking back down at your phone you quickly texted back.
Y/N
Where even are you..?
Albedo
No need to worry about that.
Although, it was rather funny seeing you attempting to find me.
Y/N
Oh come onnn, just tell me!
Albedo
Not happening. But, I do need something from you.
Your mind began to run wild at the possibilities of his question. What could he possibly need from you?
Albedo
I need your address so I can pick you up later tonight.
That’s it. This man HAD to be the perfect match for you. He was kind, polite, smart, quiet, and had so many more admirable qualities. You felt your grip tighten on your phone as your face heated up in a flurry of adoration.
Y/N
Oh alright, my address is (Your address.)
Albedo
Thank you, I’ll be seeing you later tonight.
You released a happy sigh as you clicked off your phone, placing it in your pocket. Picking up your utensil you began eating quicker than you ever did before. The pure bliss of being able to spend the night with your, extremely attractive and alluring, crush in a haunted attraction. Lunch went by in a flash and you were on your way to your final classes of the day, a noticeable smile adorning your lips.
( Second Small Time Skip)
You sat on your bedside, swaying from side to side as you played the song you had recently become obsessed with. Every few seconds you’d check your phone, eager to see if you’d received a message from Albedo. The feeling of anticipation in which you felt was almost painful.
Of course, you had occasional thoughts of him possibly standing you up. But those were quickly extinguished by the fact that you believed his moral sense wouldn’t let him. While he was a rather introverted person who cared deeply for his studies, you knew he also had a deep abiding moral sense.
Standing up from your bed, you grabbed your phone as you clicked it off and placed it in your pocket. Leaving your room you walked downstairs.
“Where are you off to?” Your mother asked as she saw you make your way down the stairs.
You gave her a quick glance and a smile. “Going to the new horror attraction with a.. friend.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Right.. Well, have fun, and be safe!”
“Will do.” You replied, putting your shoes on.
Unlocking the door, you pushed it open and took in a breath of the chilling outside air. Shutting the door and walking down towards the roadside, you took a seat on the sidewalk. Taking out your phone you clicked it on and scrolled through your social media while you waited for the man of the hour to show himself.
After a few minutes of cars passing you by on the road, one finally stopped in front of you. Looking up, you saw the familiar sight of Albedo getting out of his car and walking around to you. He opened the door and motioned for you to get in.
“How gentlemanly of you.” You commented with a light snicker.
“Of course, my lady.” He replied with a chuckle.
That nickname alone was enough to send you into yet another fit of blushing. At this point you were almost concerned if you were really blushing or just running a fever.
After he’d shut the door for you, he got back into his own seat on the opposite side of the car. Putting on your seatbelt you set your phone in your lap as you side eyed him. You suddenly felt extremely nervous and jittery.
“You look nice.” Albedo commented, taking a turn.
“Ah, thank you.. You do as well!” You returned his compliment with a smile.
Facing forward, the car fell into a comfortable silence. Silence was something you’d grown accustomed to when you were around Albedo. That is, unless you get him on a tangent about something he enjoys, which you happily listen to. His voice is quite soothing, and you can’t help but wonder what his morning voice would sound like.
About halfway through the drive you began to see some students that you knew walking down the sides of the street. You assumed they were heading to the same place as you.
“Seems like a lot of people are going to this attraction tonight.” Albedo remarked, you swear a tinge of sadness dripped from his smooth tone.
“Well, the entire school has been talking about it.” You replied, “My advisory period’s group chat is constantly buzzing with messages about this, so I expected a lot of people to go.”
You saw Albedo nod from the corner of your eye as he continued driving. The closer you got to your destination, the more nervous you became. You, for one, hated haunted houses and horror attractions. You got scared of them extremely easy, even though you knew they were just actors.
Not even minutes later, Albedo was pulling into the parking lot across the street. Once the car was in park he glanced over at you, offering a smile.
“Are you alright? You seem a little nervous.”
You looked over at him as you squeezed your hand around your phone. “Oh, no, I’m perfectly fine. Excited if anything!”
He slowly nodded at you before getting out of the car, you doing the same. As soon as your shoes hit the gravel you could hear screams coming from across the road. Shivering, you walked around the car and met up with Albedo.
“Ready to go?” You asked.
“If you are, it’d be my pleasure to come along.” He replied formally.
You let out a laugh at his response before turning around and walking towards the attraction. Reaching into your back pocket, you pulled out 40$. You then felt a hand touch against yours. Albedo’s fingers brushing against yours as he placed his hand on yours.
“Don’t worry about paying, I’ve got it covered.” He spoke.
You felt your face heating up. “No way, I asked you to come here so I should pay.”
“What if we split the cost?” He paused. “I’ll pay for your’s, you can pay for mine.”
You looked into his eyes as he stared back, his bright blue and alluring irises pulling you in.
“Fine. But next time we go out, I’m paying.” You said.
“Next time, huh.” He chuckled.
You paused, a momentary slip of the tongue turning into a lifetime of embarrassment. Bringing your hands up in front of you, you waved them back and forth.
“I just meant that if you liked it this time, then maybe we could go out somewhere else again!” You quickly attempted to defend yourself.
You heard Albedo laugh a smooth and genuine laugh, the sound like music to your ears. Lowering your hands you clenched them into fists in pure embarrassment.
Stepping into the decently sized line your eyes lingered on the stray actors wandering around near everyone. Occasionally they’d pop up behind someone or chase them towards another actor. You placed your hands on your arms and hugged yourself, your heart rate increasing.
“Are you sure you’re alright?” Albedo asked.
Now that you were both standing in the line, you felt compelled to come clean. Turning to him you looked down towards the ground and explained your antics.
“To tell the truth, I’m extremely afraid of things like this. I just wanted and excuse to prolong our time together..” You spilled.
A momentary silence between the two of you occurred. You felt as if the world had just stopped turning and time stood still.
“I knew that.” Albedo placed a hand on your shoulder. “I just needed to hear you say it.”
Your eyes darted up to his, your irises widening in surprise. “You knew?”
“Of course I did, that’s why I agreed. I didn’t want our time together to end either, even though I have little to no interest in things like these.” He said nonchalantly.
Now you felt extremely embarrassed. But the way Albedo was rubbing your shoulder brought you unimaginable comfort, and also a hint of courage.
“Well, instead of going home.. How about we brave this thing together then?” Albedo offered.
“Sure, I’d like that.”
© Aruchemihq - 2022
Fear, Part II
Is there a reason
You feel so alone
With all these people
Surrounding you?
The sun is shining
And the birds are out
Summer air against your skin
But it’s still winter inside.
You’re locked in a cage
Made up of your mind
The monsters are out
And they won’t rest.
Put on a smile
Don’t let them see
How many cracks
You have burning inside.
You can take another day
And your lungs will keep on moving
So focus on happy thoughts
And you’ll be fine.
But now the winter air is biting deep
And it’s getting hard to breathe
Through all this falling snow
And the beasts hunting you.
You’re pounding against the bars
In this cage you’ve made in your brain
But the howling wind and the blanket of snow
Are melding together and leaving you treading
This deepening water
An ocean of silence
That swallows your screams.
Take a deep breath
And paste the smile back on.
Focus on the happy thoughts
And take another pill.
If nobody wants to hear your words
That’s alright, you’ll be fine
Keep your mouth shut, you know,
Conform and don’t be crazy-
Others have it worse anyways.
You don’t remember when
Those pills began to stop
And now your heartbeat is racing
From the killers in your head.
It’s all so much
And now you must be insane
Because nobody else says a word
About suffering like this.
Your mask is far too much
A weight you can’t remove
You’re a bird with clipped wings
A flower with no stem.
You’re chained up in your own mind
Gagged by your own fear
Pills by the handful
Just to feel alive.
Time is fading to a fuzzy haze
The only constant this endless nightmare.
You just want to smile again
You just want to feel whole again!
Cause and effect but this is effect without a reason
What’s the cause, what’s the root
Of this sickened tree?
They ask if you’re afraid of death
Chastise you for these reckless thoughts
And tell you to just grow up.
So how do you tell them
That you’re not afraid of death anymore?
The hell in your head
Is so much worse
Than any hell a religion could offer.
You’re not afraid of the reaper
Or any judgmental god
You’re afraid
Of this life.
Silence is a blade
Cutting your skin
But words make the cuts
Sink all the deeper still.
Anything to end this pain
Anything to cut the chains
Holding you hostage to the demons inside
If heaven is real that’s not where you’ll go
Because this pit can’t be climbed out of
The walls are too sharp
And trying only broke your will.
Every moment of this hell
Is too much, it’s a crushing weight
Anything at all
To end this pain.
Life isn’t fair
And god, don’t you know it
You’re so tired
And the waters are deep
So maybe it’s time
To set you free.
Quick doodle of Eli ^^
Basic Clegane
This type of Oc's are a race called Ztoles. Prototype race name: Stole. I decided to change the s for zbecause it fits better with the god of that town ( Ztole Town ). In this Town they're two sides: Believer and Occultist. Both have magic and artifacts like grimoires, praying, etc. Oc names: Svanerke (Sunstice) [1st Serious, 2nd Happy, 3rd Scruffy] // Ignr (Young) // Dazenil (Springdaze).
Coping with the Fear of the Unknown in Islam
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¤ The god of Fear and Hunger has appeared before you......
We live between
bad choices
and worse ones,
and we choose the bad,
hoping that at least
we shall survive.
Mere survival is what
alot of us sometimes
sleeplessly
struggle for.
life update
over the past few weeks a lot has happened that I haven't talked about on here. to sum it up there's this man that's been stalking me since November and my college is doing next to nothing about it.
ive been to a fuck ton of meetings about it and I had one today where someone finally took me seriously about how this guy is not a student but instead a guy that's old enough to be my father. he knows where I live and just stands across the Road or paces by the door waiting.
its creepy as fuck and has left me feeling unsafe and like im being watched all the time. im terrified of walking by myself and im jumpy no matter what.
my friends are mostly being people that I can lean on but just today a close friend of mine has told be to not keep them updated and that they don't care. it might be an extreme reaction, but when things like this happen I block their number for a bit to give people space and to take a step back.
I want to continue being active on Tumblr but everything is getting to me and im honestly this close to deleting all of my socials and not talking to anyone on my campus. this on top of my eating disorder is not going well at all. im In a constant state of binging and then purging it all from worry and then I starve for 3 days and then I repeat the fucking cycle all while going to classes and meetings with the head of our campus security. it wasn't until today that I fully told my boyfriend what's been going on because I didn't want to admit that im being stalked as that would make it seem more real.
this on top of the state of the us is making me really debate why im still here. I might have stopped being super suicidal, but the urge to slit my wrists is coming back super strong. ive even started writing in my old journal about it while also drawing out how I have been feeling in it.
everything is getting to be too much for me and I want it all to end immediately. I NEED it to end before I end it all once and for all guys.
I Fear
I fear
that I am not perfect.
I am not attractive
and I am not well.
I fear
that any effort I make
is doomed to be wasted
like the other efforts I've made.
I fear
that if I change myself
I will no longer be myself
a conformity gained, a uniqueless lost.
I fear
that if I force myself to change
I will force myself through life
and not have enjoyed any of it at all.
I fear
that if I am just "another person"
then I will have lost all chances
of recieving your love.
I fear
that if I help others
naively, kindly, and oh so optimistically
that I will only be disadvantaging myself.
And yet, I help.
I encourage, I uplift, I support.
No matter how naive I may seem
I continue to serve the good of others.
So maybe, this time
This time I can change, truly
for the better, for the best, to be a new me
To push through the fear while keeping me myself
I fear
that I will still not be deserving
of your love; of your kindness; of you
that my efforts will again be wasted
But I will try anyways.
Image credit goes to Credit: JAMA Neurology (2023). DOI: 10.1001/jamaneurol.2023.2363
So, survivorship bias is involved too, but really it's more than that. There are ways to actually find patterns in our genes for these things. Same with the nurture aspect influence over time.
Which, as a species, we need to do. Just as a way, at the very least, to help our own individual selves, let alone prevent incredibly high risk individuals from being born.
2 prong approaches & a need for incredible oversight to make certain it doesn't go towards what Hitler would do.
How Tumblr Got Basics Of Math & Science Incorrect (factually in all ways)
So, survivorship bias is involved too, but really it's more than that. There are ways to actually find patterns in our genes for these things. Same with the nurture aspect influence over time.
Which, as a species, we need to do. Just as a way, at the very least, to help our own individual selves, let alone prevent incredibly high risk individuals from being born.
2 prong approaches & a need for incredible oversight to make certain it doesn't go towards what Hitler would do.
We love each other
neither one of us wants to admit it, but
in the weirdest way possible
we love each other
~ honestlywhatfor ~
Fragile Pieces
Trust is a fragile piece of paper
And you seem to have a hole puncher in your back pocket at all times
A lighter at hand as well
Punching, ripping, burning my once whole paper
Leaving me with a sad little snippet
A little crumpled up, even after a lot of smoothing
There’s this pathetic peace of paper I’m holding onto
It’s not much
And it won’t last forever
But I won’t give up
Because I can still read the words
Scrawled in your handwriting
“I love you”
Trust is a fragile piece of paper
And as long as it’s marked by you
My pitiful peace of paper
Will stay with me
At all times
I want to discover freedom rename the emptiness inside of my mind I start to understand that nobody ever said emptiness had to be filled to enjoy, to feel, to be it`s only an assumption a comforting picture the feeling of feeling fulfilled. we are used to fix and fill and fit get uncomfortable around unknown, around space because we desire comfort which isn’t freedom in the first place so at the end of the day how can we feel free when we try to fill ourselves only to avoid the void inside of us Isn't it the empty blue sky which let the sun enlight the day? Isn't it the open dark sky which let the moon guard the night? why don't we use the free space and instead of calling it emptiness let’s call it freedom instead of calling it loneliness let’s call it independence instead of searching let's call it finding
“I love you" seemed so scary to say you took the fear gifted me the words I've never heard leaving someone mouth Yet by touching your lips, I knew it wasn't a lie you told me it was your heart you offered
I would love to allow me to be loved by you But honey, oh honey don’t doubt the loudness in my head words which scream how not enough I am over your words how much you adore me I want to let myself fall right into your arms where you would hold me tight and close but still every little bit of space would be just enough room to develop a black hole which teleport me right into my brain where my thoughts wait like thirsty wolves ready to punish me for letting myself fall for you