find your truth
face your truth
speak your truth
be your truth
kiss your wounds and mock your fears
the brightest sun is the purest gun
heal yr’self
hurt yr’self
judge yr’self
find your truth
face your truth
speak your truth
be your truth
kiss your wounds and mock your fears
the brightest sun is the purest gun
heal yr’self
hurt yr’self
judge yr’self
Joseph Campbell
“The goal is to make your heartbeat match the beat of the universe, to match your nature with nature.”
You want to take me higher
I know you can
I’m going down, down on your lines
I’m lost, I’m lost
Y aura-t-il un nouveau temps
Pour les âmes non humaines
Leurs parcelles éthérées
Qui crient par-delà les vents
Regrettent les passions mortelles
Qu’elles n’ont pu éprouver
Hello again, why so old?
Wasn’t time your friend, I must be told
Hello again, it seems so long
Since we last met, how has it gone?
[..]
Just say when, and you’ll stop the pain
Of your life, bring it to an end
Just say when, and you could make amends
Just say hello, say hello again
Everyone speaks at the same time
Everyone wonders “Who am I?”
It’d be sad to blow through time
We never go through the sky
We never know when to die
Lean in to walk
We dreamed up tonight
We all choose to live life
We confuse how with why
Everyday is lost as it goes by
These moments don’t compare
And I wind up next to you
And all that I need is a doubt
[..]
Don’t ever set a limit
Most of us die at the age of 27 and are buried at the age of 80.
(Random YouTube comment based on Benjamin Franklin)
I never got the weight off the ground
I just forgot what’s up and what’s down
[..]
[..]
These are the times I was scared of
These are the fates I pushed out of my way
Now they’ve come back here to haunt me
It’s plain to see who the winner and loser will be
Irgendwann mit 50 wach ich auf,
und denk mir,
scheisse, wieso bist du immer diesem Ideal hinterher gelaufen,
du warst eh nie dazu prädestiniert schön zu sein,
stattdessen hast du angefangen mit 13 zu sterben und jetzt
hast du auch keine Zeit mehr endlich mit dem Leben anzufangen.
Mirix, März 2008
We used to look up at the sky and wonder at our place in the stars.
Now we just look down and worry about our place in the dirt.