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seekingrevelry · 2 years
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Sitting in my favorite spot, meditating on happiness. "Visualize a light in your heart, growing brighter as you inhale, inviting happiness in." When I open my eyes, I'm delighted to the dance of a pair of fireflies, apparently quite successfully inviting happiness into their hearts. As they dance about, light flickering, I'm left to assume its just going to take a lot more practice before I get the hang of it.
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Twitch.tv/alittlediceydnd
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seekingrevelry · 2 years
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I just slipped and fell down the stairs. Fucking OUCH. Its been 20 minutes. That's some swift justice for what amounts to weakness.
More steps back. Time to spiral.
I read someone's diary today. I truly hadn't meant to. In fact, I had steered clear of places I thought diaries might be left open. Truly, I had. But I saw something today that made me think so strongly of my friend that it might've been ripped out of my own diary. So I went lurking where I knew I should not and, lo and behold, there it was. It even held a disclaimer to remind onlookers - these are the private thoughts of another. And there's a reason we aren't mind readers.
And yet, there it lay. And so I read it. And afterward it felt wrong - not necessarily to have read the words laid open before me, but to have read them and not acknowledged it. And so, with my own justification in my mind, I looked to directly break the rules set before me once again, until I noticed one last warning that shook me - one so direct and cutting it stopped me in my tracks. And so I closed the diary, left your world again, and started over, quietly writing to no one, but someone.
"Its been 0 days since the last incident."
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seekingrevelry · 2 years
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I read someone's diary today. I truly hadn't meant to. In fact, I had steered clear of places I thought diaries might be left open. Truly, I had. But I saw something today that made me think so strongly of my friend that it might've been ripped out of my own diary. So I went lurking where I knew I should not and, lo and behold, there it was. It even held a disclaimer to remind onlookers - these are the private thoughts of another. And there's a reason we aren't mind readers.
And yet, there it lay. And so I read it. And afterward it felt wrong - not necessarily to have read the words laid open before me, but to have read them and not acknowledged it. And so, with my own justification in my mind, I looked to directly break the rules set before me once again, until I noticed one last warning that shook me - one so direct and cutting it stopped me in my tracks. And so I closed the diary, left your world again, and started over, quietly writing to no one, but someone.
"Its been 0 days since the last incident."
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seekingrevelry · 2 years
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The most peaceful, serene moments are when you look up at the sky and forget you exist at all.
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seekingrevelry · 2 years
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One step forward, two steps back.
One step forward, four steps back.
If you double the number of steps you take back with every step forward, you would moonwalk around the Earth in only 26 steps.
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seekingrevelry · 2 years
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If I thought you were anywhere at all
I would try to be with you
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seekingrevelry · 2 years
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The new normal came
A stark lack of empathy
Mourn on your own time
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Despair ravaged me
Covered me with a blanket
See you tomorrow
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There's a reluctance, a fear, when letting go of each day. The TV is off and bed is calling but I'm stuck on the couch scrolling. There must be something here that can make this day worthwhile, to give it meaning.
There is no peace in this quiet.
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Friends don't let friends watch the Good Place alone.
Friends don't let friends watch the Good Place alone.
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If I gave a big hug for every big hug I gave, I would have infinite hugs. 🤔
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Having flown 100 times or more, I stopped looking out the window years ago, preferring the aisle for freedom of movement. Like anything beautiful, the mind seem to begin numbing us before to long. A biological imperative, I assume, lest we become incapacitated by the night sky or an ocean view. But returning to it after some time away, the sight of the clouds below me strikes me again with awe. When man first ascended to these heights, I wonder if he thought to have pierced the threshold of heaven. How can the songs of angels and voice of God remain hidden to me here?
Of all things, the thrill of discovery seems to have played a part in my most prominent and powerful moments of joy. How to recapture that spirit? And what heights might I reach?
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This is always the hard part, when my mind isn't ready to rest but there is no one left to distract it.
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"I guess all I can do is embrace the pandemonium. Find happiness in the unique insanity of being here, now." - Eleanor Shellstrop.
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