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Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier, simpler.
Sorrow and darkness Isolated
Sun will come out tomorrow
Boulevard of broken dreams
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Reflect on your past and mistakes
I believe that almost all our sadnesses are moments of tension that we find paralyzing because we no longer hear our surprised feelings living.
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Fleas interest me so much that I let them bite me for hours. They are perfect, ancient, Sanskrit, machines that admit of no appeal. They do not bite to eat, they bite only to jump; they are the dancers of the celestial sphere, delicate acrobats in the softest and most profound circus; let them gallop on my skin, divulge their emotions, amuse themselves with my blood, but someone should introduce them to me. I want to know them closely, I want to know what to rely on
What makes one creature more special or worth living then another?
What deserves to live and die?
The beautiful, according to Edmund Burke, is what is well formed and aesthetically pleasing, whereas the sublime is what has the power to compel and destroy us.
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Although a cat can not a save you from a burning building, they will always be their to listen The Sun will come out tomorrow Pop into your mind Thought is inside you. It is your own and no one can steal it or change it with out your permission. A place you go to let the truth free, a process, and a mix of emotions. Its anything you want it to be. It’s your own.
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