TRULY THE COOLEST PEOPLE I KNOW ARE THE ONES WHO ARE UNASHAMEDLY INTO THEIR INTERESTS, DEEPLY PASSIONATE, UNAPOLOGETICALLY THEMSELVES, AND STILL FULL OF LOVE DESPITE EVERYTHING THEY'VE BEEN THROUGH
it's so stupid to be mad at a past version of yourself cuz it's kind of like being mad at a baby for not knowing how to walk, like you can't be mad at yourself for things that you didn't know at the time?
I want something I know doesn't exist.
It exists in my mind, and my dreams but I have yet to bring it to life. It will happen bcs I see it so clearly, almost as if it already happened.
i feel like i don't need a relationship, yes it would be nice, but i really feel like i need it, i don't feel like it's a necessity for me to live my life, like shii i've gotten this far by myself, so i can still keep going, it’s like for me rn i will only get in a relationship
i feel like i don't need a relationship, yes it would be nice, but i really feel like i need it, i don't feel like it's a necessity for me to live my life, like shii i've gotten this far by myself, so i can still keep going, it’s like for me rn i will only get in a relationship
[When the Curtain Falls!]
"The world is a circus, performing even as the stage burns. I am but a passer-by." By Kairo Stellane
Everyone wants to be the light.
But no one dares to burn.
They wear justice like jewelry,
Speak of peace between product placements,
And call themselves warriors
Because they raised their voice louder than their doubts.
Their truth?
Shiny.
Pre-approved.
Algorithm-friendly.
They march with sacred fury,
But only when it’s trending.
They cry for change,
But only if it comes with followers.
And Wisdom?
She was evicted.
Too slow.
Too still.
Too inconvenient.
They buried her under noise and neon,
Laughed her out of the tent,
Said she was outdated,
Like books.
Like silence.
Like soul.
I used to weep for them.
Now I simply watch.
I am not the beast they cheer for,
Nor the hero they cosplay.
I do not juggle their truths,
Or tame their fears with slogans.
I am a ghost between tents.
A wolf beneath their feet.
A breath they ignore,
Until it howls.
YES, LAUGH LOUDER!
CLAP HARDER!
DECLARE YOURSELVES SAVIOURS!
But know this:
When the curtain falls!
When your bright illusions choke in smoke!
When the gods you invented stop replying!
I will still be here....
Carving truth into the bones of silence,
Holding space for Wisdom’s return,
And you?
You’ll finally hear her voice.
The one you mocked.
The one you buried.
Too late for applause....
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