The Girl Who Lived in Agony
Young folks, Let me tell you a story
About a girl who lived in agony
Hatred and fear dwelled within her
For all she’d been through, you cannot blame her
Yet how long can you stay inside the cave of melancholy?
Life is too short to fail to see its beauty
Had fun making this <3
“Why? Why are people born? What is the purpose of their existence? Why do they meet people who are becoming important in their lives? Everything happens because of a cause, and every cause has an effect”.
“As if driven by fate, some people bump into others and even if it is the beginning of darkness, no man can let go of such sweetness. When will men learn to handle the strings of their own hearts?”.
Quick snapshot of my painting: Bach on Canvas
you are such a soft and messy thing
no one knows how to care for you
“And the word was made flesh..”
And that’s about starting the day right! ☺️☺️ Hope you harden not your hearts today, lovely humans ❤️
“Every day I walk out into the world to be dazzled, then to be reflective.” ~Mary Oliver
“You were born from a corpse and started your life from death, falling into the dirty mud. You are closer to death than anyone, but you are very good at avoiding it! You are the warrior who confronts destiny. That by itself is the sword that faces death”.
“In this world there is something so immense that escapes human knowledge so people worship gods or fear demons. Pain and devotion, when the time comes one finds something that surpasses him”.
While falling it hides your passage
When finished it documents your path”
~ Richard L. Ratliff
I prefer the path of love vs that of hate. That’s the goal at least. Plus, how you treat those you’re competing with demonstrates the kind of person that you are. Especially when it the position of strength.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but it rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is Love.
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It’s in the way my movements play on the curves and arches of my body. It’s an elegance that’s beyond being haughty. A cold, misty temper and moonlight ray attitude. It’s the allure of a femme fatale that only brings a little death.
It’s in the way I can shift the air in a room with my eyes, my smiles, my tone. It’s something graceful, but never conceited. And I may shine like the moon, but I am not made of stone. Every single imbalance makes my hair stand on end like a cartoon cat’s.
Sometimes I hate to have such thin skin, but seven lives; sometimes I love the hundred different ways I can use it to my advantage. But no matter what, I am always, invariably, aware of my femininity.
This feline angel-demoness is in everything I do and every word I say. She’s got claws and fangs and fire. She’ll claw her way to unknown heights, she’ll jump and fall and always get up stronger. She is me.
I needed this.
Love really isn’t about being everything for one another; the light of each other’s life, cherry on top of every moment.
That’s too much to ask of anyone. We can’t live on those pedastals forever. Instead, we could aspire to be each other’s reassurance that even in the darkest times, there is a little light.
But we can’t BE that light for someone else. At the end of the day, we each have to shine on our own.
“Spirituality is meant to take us beyond our tribal identity into a domain of awareness that is more universal.” ~ Deepak Chopra