Seeing is acting. When you get used to things they become invisible to you. So don’t feel guilty, or afraid, or depressed. Act on it and things will be visible again.
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Everyone in the world cries out for a status in society, and this status must be acknowledge by others or it’s no status at all. Internally, we are hot tubs of icky misery.
Why is closing a door a problem? Why do we insist being in the same room that’s suffocating us? Our favorite pastime is getting stuck winning. Simply leave the conversation, politely, leave the room, and close the door behind you. And if they follow you, keep closing that door, over and over again, politely, until they get it.
Every step forward is followed by a step back. Progress doesn’t really exist.
One of the main intentions of the Visual Arts is to educate us to be good lovers, not to shove us in a dusty corner while some shallow people pretend, which is what usually happens instead. Lovers of colors and shapes, lovers of functions, lovers of poetic meanings, and ultimately, lovers of people.
There are some days when we feel all our expectations not only are cancelled, but they also seem pointless and ridiculous. But then some other days our expectations are exceeded.
Things that are massive and concrete are not necessarily better things. In fact, they could be things that are soulless, characterless.
You will never see me waiting to catch a wedding garter after being tossed. Oh no.
Don’t disclose any secrets about yourself, or about others. Feel the smell of scented soap instead.
“When we are struck at without a reason, we should strike back again very hard; I am sure we should -so hard as to teach the person who struck us never to do it again.” ~Charlotte Bronte.
Deprived of life, a dead person is then a corpse, cadaver, a body, a set of remains, and finally a skeleton.
Oxytocin is a hormone that, among many things, affects your empathy levels. The less oxytocin, the more mean, aggressive, and evil you become. Stress lowers your oxytocin levels. Maybe that’s why everyone is so mean these days.
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand.