Sometimes you gotta create what you want to be a part of.
You can’t spend the rest of your life being afraid of people rejecting you, and you have to start by not rejecting yourself, you don’t deserve it. People can either accept you for who you are or they can fuck off
Stop leaving and you will arrive. Stop searching and you will see. Stop running away and you will be found.
I don’t think that people accept the fact that life doesn’t make sense. I think it makes people terribly uncomfortable.
“I think I was more old and used up in my early twenties than at any other time. I was lucky to get through them, but a secret ‘hell with this’ was working on some cold level. Last spark waiting. I get older and my mind opens up more and more. Exact opposite of the majority of my peers. It’s all a choice. The brain is…it’s a crazy thing and it will resurrect itself if you let it. You make yourself into a dead tree. Life doesn’t do it. You do. And not a single person who abused me or gave me poison words has stopped me from falling in love with my life. Bottomed out. Great failure. And I said, “well if I’m already a loser, might as well be a crazy fuck and reinvent myself.” Where you are now is nothing. Even if you give it a go and fail, fail laughing in the face of those mocking you. That laughter will haunt them forever. And trust me you’ll love the shit out of that.”
— Dig Yourself
Hear me O’ scribes and hear me men of wisdom. Routine and prejudice distort vision. Each man thinks his own horizon is the limit of the world so let thy mind be limitless and thy vision be undimmed.
Enlightenment is understanding that there is nowhere to go, nothing to do, and nobody you have to be except exactly who you’re being right now.
The most common form of despair is not being who you are.
Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people.
Kindness should be the natural way of life, not the exception.
Think lightly of yourself and deeply of the world
I find many adults are put off when young children pose scientific questions. Why is the Moon round? the children ask. Why is grass green? What is a dream? How deep can you dig a hole? When is the world’s birthday? Why do we have toes? Too many teachers and parents answer with irritation or ridicule, or quickly move on to something else: ‘What did you expect the Moon to be, square?’ Children soon recognize that somehow this kind of question annoys the grown-ups. A few more experiences like it, and another child has been lost to science. Why adults should pretend to omniscience before 6-year-olds, I can’t for the life of me understand. What’s wrong with admitting that we don’t know something? Is our self-esteem so fragile?
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