The Invisible manifested to be my wings when I lost mine, to be the Guardian of my Silence and Solitude, to protect the Nothing I have to surround myself with
In case the worst happens for this account, my only active connection to the world, too:
To all the wonderful accounts that have honored me with a follow:
I will miss you terribly.
“I am not afraid of loving you,”
the Beast whispered.
“I am afraid
of what loving you
has awakened inside me.
Because I could survive
losing the world.
But I do not think
I could survive losing you.”
#Poem
Essence of colors
ethereal shadow beings
welcoming twilight
in gradients of lilac, damask and sapphire blue
by the tint of an open sky
a water droplet frozen mid-fall
by the shoreline that once
was where muses dreamed!...
Älterwerden verändert den Blick auf vieles.
Manches wird unwichtiger,
anderes umso kostbarer.
Und irgendwann versteht man:
Die eigene Ruhe ist kein Aufgeben –
sondern eine Entscheidung
für sich selbst…🌿
🎧 Am besten mit Ton.
#Älterwerden#InnereRuhe#Gedanken
Two glasses of amber light... two old friends... ❓
my inner imp is making assumptions again... I must apologize... he regularly escapes my control... he's slippery as an eel... you can grab him, but try holding him... he's muttering something about blue collar overalls... sorry
@daggerXCIX Of course... I respect that...
my hidden (personal) areas aren't part of the kaleidoscope and the pattern... I never mention them, maybe they don't even exist... who knows...
@daggerXCIX I once gave a Scotch advent calendar as a gift... it came with a detailed description of the origin and characteristics of all 24 varieties, along with rating sheets. By Christmas Eve, the recipient had discovered their favorite whisky ... Gift idea for the next birthday ...