İf l could give you one thing in life,
l would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes, only then
Will you realize how special you are to me.
We fall, we break, we fail, but then, we rise, we heal, we overcome...
"I’m tired of letting fear rule my life. I’m terrified of loving you. I’m terrified of what would happen if I let myself love you and then lost you. But I’m more terrified of living my life without your love than I am of taking a chance. I love you more than the total of all my fears put together.”
"If you stay in the present moment and not go where your mind is trying to lead you, then you will always be safe."
You see me, Father? I am a desert creature.
The hawks circled overhead screeching their frustration. They knew what was happening. Any desert creature would know.
And I am a desert creature, Kynes thought. You see me, Father? I am a desert creature.
He felt the bubble lift him, felt it break and the dust whirlpool engulf him, dragging him down into cool darkness. For a moment, the sensation of coolness and the moisture were blessed relief. Then, as his planet killed him, it occurred to Kynes that his father and all the other scientists were wrong, that the most persistent principles of the universe were accident and error.
Even the hawks could appreciate these facts.
A seven year and two month old female patient was brought by her mother to the outpatient clinic of child psychiatry with a complaint of stretching by flexing the legs and rubbing on objects. According to the information acquired from the mother, this behaviour started first when she was 3 years of age. Previously, she was rubbing on her bed and
"My mental state back then was so bad that for a while, I didn’t allow myself to enjoy any of the things that brought me happiness."
"You. Left. Me," he whisper, and then bangs the door with his palm. "You fucking left me!"
I grab the crystal bottle of whisky, pour myself three fingers, and then hurl the bottle across the room, where it shatters against the wall.
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Brahma said, ‘I just created the world. It is neither beautiful nor ugly. It is neither enjoyable nor tormenting. It is simply there. It all depends on what you choose to do with it. If you get caught up with the delusions of the mind, this is the way it is. If you use the mind to reach enlightenment, then you are beyond this. It is all up to the individual.’
Adiyogi said, ‘But you created the mind too, which is the source of all trouble.’
Brahma replied, ‘What you do with the mind is up to you. The choice is yours.’
Let’s try a little thought experiment. Imagine you’re playing shogi, and all of a sudden, your opponent starts moving pieces around however he wants with no rhyme or reason. And then, without even capturing your king, he looks at you as if to say, How’s that? I won.
…How did you react? Could it be that you wanted to punch him in the face? But can you think of a game where everyone plays that way? That’s right—that’s reality.
—Games and real life are different? No shit. We have a few words for the people who smugly state the obvious: Don’t even try to compare them, n00b.
I love people, everybody.
Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My love's not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person. But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I'll ever have. And you cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time..
"Then the world seemed a dream to me and the fiction of a god; colorful smoke before the eyes of a divine dissatisfied being."
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