you suffocate when you consume more than you create. your chest tightens when you see muses because your own expression is waiting. daily expression keeps you from idolizing others too much
There is someone sleeping under me on the other side of the earth They are tossing and turning and I find it very disruptive like a pea under many mattresses
imagine being a dead animal on the side of the road just laying there decaying and people in cars just keep passing you and passing you and passing you and passing you and
acho que o ser humano foi feito msm pra ir pra praia, ficar pelado, comer frutinhas, transar, fumar maconha e ficar de dengo agarradinho o resto é tudo bobagem que inventamos
Hummingbirds can pollinate up to 2,000 flowers a day and usually live around 4 years. She likely visited around 3 million plants before floating away on one she helped bloom.
also i’ve realised that you should take maximum one or two things completely, insanely seriously and be lighthearted about everything else, let things roll off your back
the pigeon doesn’t understand your disdain for it; it coos for you anyway. the tree does not know you own an axe for it; its leaves sway in the sun anyway. the starving cat eats the poison you put out. it doesn’t know how not to trust. the earth forgives you, in spite of yourself
the horror aspect of being the only fully realized person in a world where everyone else around you has been dumbed down into ridiculous caricatures like..... oh bingge, i would’ve gone a little insane too