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i suppose that one could say that in this life of ours there are those definitive moments of crystal...

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 12:38:06 -0400

i suppose that one could say that in this life of ours there are those definitive moments of crystal clear quality that even admist the battle clarity will prevail above all. we’ll naturally gravitate towards them, because these are the lifeboats of our trying times, we do this when we feel that the universe makes no sense. reality shattered. that, instead of picking up the puzzle pieces, we can take this one piece of clarity to move on with and to hold onto. the lifeboats are what makes us. our being is only whole by the good, what is bad and the hardships. as we will constantly move forward, trying new things, indulging bad habits and coast we’ll cross over with these pivotal moments. small snap shots of time where the road will diverge and you choose what is easy or what is hard. selfishness and the feeling of what is right is the path most taken. its is not to say whether this is right or wrong because its clarity. there is neither wrong or right just a moment we used to get by; to find a smile and catch a ray of sunshine.

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Tue, 11 Sep 2012 21:47:19 -0400

"It’s not about surviving. It should be about love. When you know love…that’s what makes this life..."

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 19:36:48 -0400

““It’s not about surviving. It should be about love. When you know love…that’s what makes this life worth it. When you live with it everyday. Wake up with it, hold on to it during the thunder and after a nightmare. When love is your refuge from the death that surrounds us all and when it fills you so tight that you can’t express it.””

- Carrie Ryan (via ohmyra)

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you must make those who’ve made you disposable, replaceable. for there is no greater burden...

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 13:06:00 -0400

you must make those who’ve made you disposable, replaceable. for there is no greater burden than to hold onto what has been lost. that gradual aching that creeps in and settles snuggly beside while you sleep and is still around the morning after. this feeling we mustn’t forget can be temporary, after we’ve mourned the loss of our foes it can become disposable too. left only on the curb, for the next sorry sod to come along to fall into its glimmering clutches, only to be smothered by a tyranny of conflicting emotions. it’s all disposable and replaceable such things, such feelings can fade. it is to learn to love and to accept its loss. this lesser burden, it can free your heart, perhaps even though it’s jagged. it is only the passing of seasons and months that melts this ice that swallows you whole and it’s only you who can end the stalemate between that of loss and new beginnings. i will forgive you but i’ll never forget. i’ll remember you but I will never dwell. i’ll love you but not i will not miss you. the semantics that make you disposable, replaceable.