via @extramadness


People who
feel deeply,
live deeply, and
love deeply
are destined to
suffer deeply.
Do not mock a pain you haven’t endured.
No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side. Or you don’t.
What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for, and to do it so unconsciously.
You are not free until you have no need to impress anybody.
Never waste your time trying to explain who you are to people who are committed to misunderstanding you.
Sometimes I have to remind myself that I don’t have to do what everyone else is doing.
Sometimes we let go of people, even though we still want them in our lives ,because we realized they let go first
-Unknown
We are born of the stars. From the cataclysmic beginning of the universe came the first cells, comprised of stardust and dark matter and happenstance. By means of adaptation and natural selection, humans were formed. Mere collections of cells we are, stumbling through life as one would stumble through a cave as black as pitch: blindly, with groping hands outstretched in the darkness, clinging to some feeble hope of finding direction. Deep in the marrow of our bones, we long to rejoin the macrocosm. We long to return to our primordial state. When we die, we are born again of the stars.