Spare me your judgements and spare me your dreams. Cause recently mine have been tearing my seams. I sit alone in this winter clarity which clouds my mind. Alone in the wind and the rain you left me, it’s getting dark darling, too dark to see. And I’m on my knees and the water creeps to my...

Tale as old as time, tune as old as song. Bittersweet and strange, finding you can change. Learning you were wrong. 

The blackness in your heart won’t last forever. I know it’s tearing you apart but it’s a storm you can weather.

“Jealousy is a disease, love is a healthy condition. The immature mind often mistakes one for the other, or assumes that the greater the love, the greater the jealousy – in fact, they are almost incompatible; one emotion hardly leaves room for the other.”

“Those who know that they are profound strive for clarity. Those who would like to seem profound to the crowd strive for obscurity. For the crowd believes that if it cannot see to the bottom of something it must be profound. It is so timid and dislikes going into the water.”

So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out and decide.

 No sé si soy una persona triste con vocación de alegre, o viceversa, o al revés. Lo que si sé es que siempre hay algo de tristeza en mis momentos más felices, al igual que siempre hay un poco de alegría en mis peores días.

Ruin is the great equalizer of things and men, gods and magicians. Only on the written page does paradise endure, set in words, locked in ink. Upon the static page peace dreams of itself. A brittle thing, it breaks like glass.

“We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.”  

“The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.”