10:43am – The Human Tapestry

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These last few years I have really started to understand how connected we all are. The worst idea to capture humanity is the idea that we are individuals, the notion that their can be individual joy that ignores the collective. It’s not possible to exist in a vacuum, nor is it desirable. It is the shallowness of ego, the delusion that you, I, or we alone matter.

I see now the reality of connectivity, that I exists solely in my relation to others. Whether that be in the immediate effect, with friends, loved ones and family, or in the more abstract sense of the child who knits my socks. It’s not to say that we cannot be different, but it’s to say that our joy is universal and our pain is ordinary. The hopes, dreams and desires that you hold are held in many hearts just like yours. Just like mine.

In ways, we are like one life. For nothing exists on its own, yet we choose to live in ignorance of one another, we choose to see our struggle as a recluse, instead of the rallying cry for justice in our shared experience. But choices are ours to make, so choices are ours to change.

Asya Valentine, Busy In Wonder

The Way You Made It – NHE Tales

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β€˜β€¦ 𝒫𝒢𝓋𝑒𝒹 π“Œπ’Ύπ“‰π’½ π‘”π‘œπ‘œπ’Ή π’Ύπ“ƒπ“‰π‘’π“ƒπ“‰π’Ύπ‘œπ“ƒπ“ˆβ€™

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Brief moments,

in the end we are merely highlights,

a showreel – conscious, yet not of thought,

the sum total of action

and not a touch more.

In the end, intentions matter little,

desire is a petty distraction

little matters in theory

and theory matters little.

We are action.

α–΄Oα–‡EᐯEα–‡, α—©α’ͺα—―α—©Yα”•.

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Look where we’re standing,

look how strong we are now,

its crazy.

The long road weren’t easy,

but at least that roads

the right way.

Still together,

you’re the only one.

Still the one

that I call,

whenever I have

good news.

Still my forever

in a world of limited time.

The only woman I’ve loved,

still everything

that I want,

you’re the one.

JΜ΄uΜ΄sΜ΄tΜ΄ Μ΄AΜ΄nΜ΄oΜ΄tΜ΄hΜ΄eΜ΄rΜ΄ Μ΄PΜ΄oΜ΄eΜ΄mΜ΄

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Maybe there’s beauty in passing,

maybe there’s justice in violence and

maybe there’s no life worth saving.

None except yours?

one life worth saving?

a set of dreams worth keeping?

Joyous times now replaced

with somber days,

short burst of joy spread

throughout longer days,

you ever felt so alone with friends…

And at the same time at home with strangers?

Still believe in time,

yet I’ve lost faith in patience;

they tell me you’re smiling

I miss how that face looked,

you ever felt invisible…

The true irony is when you face it.

Just a soul among many,

just a name,

excluding experience,

We’re all the same.

At best we get a moment,

at worst, you are just a face.

𝒯𝒽𝑒 π“‚π‘œπ“ˆπ“‰ π’·π‘’π’Άπ“Šπ“‰π’Ύπ’»π“Šπ“ π“ˆπ‘œπ“Šπ“ 𝒾𝓃 π“‰π’½π’Ύπ“ˆ 𝓇𝑒𝒢𝓁𝓂 (Inspired By Prince 2)

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Take my hand,

you are still my light

in the dark.

You just are,

my very own sun,

such a beautiful star.

Where you are,

is the place

that I seek from afar.

This times ours,

forever we stand

heart to heart.

Moments πŸ•Š

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Forever In Wonder

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What is constant in a world of moments,production is in abundance yet so many are still hopeless?So what is always in a world of β€˜never’in a world of sometimes,what’s forever?Dreamt a thousand dreams.Hoped forevermore,for brighter days for the pooror just a chance at it,a shot at a future, a slice of hope,because while at times it shines here,the rains been constantand the joy has always been brief,yet the pains so constant.

π’œπ“ˆπ“Žπ’Ά 𝒱𝒢𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒, π΅π“Šπ“ˆπ“Ž 𝐼𝓃 𝒲❁𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇

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Inspired by 2wice, Shaped by Life

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No silver spoon,

I only know drug antidotes,

only thing to ease my mind

when the demons call.

Five years my junior,

but the reason I became a man.

On these words I stand…

your life’s my only plan.

Jungle made of concrete,

seen no easy years,

life’s so unfair…

can still feel your soul in the air.