The world is getting worse and i don't think it's going to stop. and the honest truth is, most people who tell you to fight back are also losing. the only person i've ever watched actually keep their mind through something terrible was a quiet woman who never talked about strength once. she just did normal things with frightening consistency. she waked up early, she made food, she cleaned her place, she talked to people like they mattered, even when she knew how bad it was. maybe especially because she knew how bad it was. and it shamed me, because i was out there talking about the darkness, thinking that made me useful. and she was just quietly not letting it into her kitchen
believing as a matter of incontestable fact that if you move right, a miracle will happen. happens with me so much now that it’s only “logical” to include in my prudent future calculations the occurring of a magnificent divine intervention. if you do everything to the best of your ability, honouring and fully reaping the present moment, staying uncomplaining in suffering, loving life for no reason other than its “suchness”, then your life will be one living breathing colouring book of biblical-level events.
Solomon had a thousand wives and still looked over the wall. this is the only thing you need to know about desire. a man who thinks he will find satisfaction by getting more of what he wants is a man who does not understand what want is. want is not a hole you fill, want is a muscle that grows stronger every time you use it. the men who knew this turned their eyes inward and built kingdoms out of the same force that would have destroyed them. the men who didn't know this built harems that became prisons and died inside them, surrounded by flesh and starving for something flesh was never going to give them.
as i get older i realize the biggest epidemic is dudes with no real identity
if running gets cool they become runners. if tattoos get cool they cover themselves in tattoos. if being sober trends they become born again monks, mullet, coffee snob, golfer, carnivore, cowboy, whatever the algorithm tells them
whole personality built out of social contagion
thats why these dudes get smoked at everything. everyone can smell the fraud
no weight behind anything they do because none of it came from their soul. just trend hopping
be something real even if its ugly
Today, we remember a legend.
On this day in history, Harambe would have celebrated another birthday. An icon that became part of internet history, American culture, and an entire generation’s timeline.
Tomorrow marks 10 years since we lost him. Ten years since the moment the world stopped scrolling and collectively mourned something bigger than a meme.
He became a symbol of loyalty, strength, chaos, unity, and the strange beauty of the internet bringing millions of people together for one cause: never forgetting Harambe.
Everyone remembers where they were when they heard the news. And somehow, a decade later, his legacy still lives on.
Gone, but never forgotten.
Rest easy to a true patriot. 🕊️🇺🇸
May 27, 1999 — May 28, 2016
Forever in our hearts.
One thing about the intellectually inclined is that they are constantly psychoanalyzing everyone they encounter and always trying to understand everything -- like, always