MONSTER ABOVE.
world swims in black,eyes in the sky watching the whole human kind die. it flies..it whispers in the night.
the monster is here,hosting through the disappearing light.
everything fades,the tension edges,
it's eyes take control over the places.
it's true form never shows,it hides in depths
of darkness,it comes in when you're alone,
quick,it captures your soul.
in a world full of darkness,
the blue sky shall be gone,
the warm sun won't come,
only black swims along,
staring in the dawn.
-t.f.s.
“When we lose certain people, or when we are dispossessed from a place, or a community, we may simply feel that we are undergoing something temporary, that mourning will be over and some restoration of prior order will be achieved. But maybe when we undergo what we do, something about who we are is revealed, something that delineates the ties we have to others, that shows us that these ties constitute what we are, ties or bonds that compose us. It is not as if an “I” exists independently over here and then simply loses a “you” over there, especially if the attachment to “you” is part of what composes who “I” am. If I lose you, under these conditions, then I not only mourn the loss, but I become inscrutable to myself. Who “am” I, without you?”
— Judith Butler, Precarious Life
SEPTEMBER
song of the simple truth: the complete poems - julia de burgos / a september day - george henry / excerpt from a letter to aurelia plath - sylvia plath / french autumn - artem tolstukhin / earthquake weather - janice gould / blue shutters - kim english / a girl ago - lucie brock-broido / little women (2019) dir. greta gerwig / september garden party - jane kenyon / constanze saemann and charlotte foubert photographed by ryan brabazon / september 1st - dante émile
In depths of evil,
fingers in the dirt pray
to welcome God's darkness,
to take us upper in the air.
Floating secrets hidden in minds,
mouths covered with mud
to grow a poison so good,
feel the tearing pleasure,
plague is coming to greet us.
What people don't understand in a relationship is that it's not grey...
It's black and white
You're either loyal or you're a cheat
It's either bigotry or it's honesty
You either care about them for real or it's just a play pretend
If it's for real ,you are enough for your better half
If not ,then no amount self doubts can match and counter it
And somewhere in your gut you see those lines... But you chose to ignore it
So if you have this love that just blinds you
Always remember misery love company
And you need to do everything you can to grow out of it....
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-t.f.s.
I have chased after the moon
Thinking it will fall in love with me too
But everyone loved it so much that it climbed the sky more high
Proud of being in the spotlight
He asked me, "what will you do to be mine?"
I said, " anything that your heart desires."
Then he told me to climb the highest level and jump
I climbed his ego and died in the arms of a liar.
- s.h
Source: quotes.
“Do more things that make you forget to check your phone.”
— Unknown