pure evil:
not really evil.
pure good:
not really good.
fear the demon
that hides in the angel.
look for the angel
that hides in the demon.
Tag: philosophy
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the princes of Hel
fight
for a noble cause—
how
can a prince
of the chasm
weather such frost?
perhaps
a Promethean flame
fit
to overthrow the gods.
The Asteri,
beings of light,
society’s pinnacle—
stars
in priestly robes—
pin the masses
so beautifully
with the gravity
of six red Suns,
with an obscured
red right hand—
who said Hel was evil?
who said light
couldn’t burn?
who said the devil
was ugly?
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the gravity of my own selfishness: how dare I wallow in my own shallow suffering, this kiddie pool I refuse to swim in, choose to drown in, while turning a blind eye to the ocean of pain in which the rest of the world treads?
sometimes it hits me full force: consumed by my own suffering, consumed by my own negativity, consumed by this void of my own making— the glass cracks, I see in full clarity my own pathetic weakness. so without purpose that I’ve created misty demons to slay myself. I spar with my own mind, ignoring the real fight.
hungry, hungry, hungry for purpose. take me out of myself. save me from myself. give me to service to escape the pit of my own mind. let me care for the welfare of another that I cease this selfish madness of constant self-pity. I am a man who inherited the world, yet convinced himself he had nothing.
this self-centered self pity, a leaden weight chained to the ankle. the masses carry the bolt cutters— to them I go
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Sometimes, you just need a message of hope. Something can only become a cliché if it is first a deep truth. So, here it goes:
You must, must trust that things will get better. You must. You must hope, you must have faith, you must believe. Hope is the seed of a bright future. Tell me: without hope, without the belief that things can improve, what else are you to do? It is not by magic that hope produces wonders; rather, it is the fuel that will keep you going, the fuel that lets you not just work wonders, but put in the work to create wonders.
You should believe that God, fate, the universe, will meet you halfway, maybe even 75% of the way if you can muster 25% — but one without hope is one who does not try. Stubborn optimism is sometimes the most practical thing a person can do, because without it, it is far too easy to excuse inaction. Why try if nothing can get better? But they who trust that life can improve if they try are those who take action to make it so.
So, remember: you feel sorrow right now. But oh, I wish you could fast forward 5 years from now. I wish you could gain that perspective.
I want you to look back at yourself 5 years ago. What obstacles did you face then that you’ve overcome now? What burdened you then that has long been alleviated? I wish you could know that future you looks back on you now in the same way.
You carry a lonely heart right now, yes. You do. But love is patient. Love, it is the most patient thing. There is no rushing love, there is no rushing Earth’s fruits. You want a lush garden, you must wait for the seedling to grow and reach skyward. You do not demand it sprout now and reach for the Sun, you do not yank it by the roots and demand it grow. Love: it is patient, it is patient. The best things in life are worth waiting for. You will hold the hand of your lover and look back and laugh at how worried you were. You will look back and know, it was all worth it.
You must have faith that this is so, you must. You must have faith, you must know that faith works wonders, because it is the wonder of faith that makes you work. Faith will be your fuel on this journey. You do not have faith and then sit; no, faith is that which carries one foot after the other, trusting that the road holds a destination. But he without faith sits and gives up.
You will hold faith, and you will continue, and you will look back and know: it was worth it.
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and of fate, of destiny,
she asks payment
for her blessings.
she gives of her gifts
without anonymity’s veil.
she demands thanks,
lest her blessings
be rescinded.
perhaps this
is why pride
precedes falls.
what is pride,
but thanklessness?
you are not the fount
of greatness,
but through gratitude,
it might flow
through you.
the heavens and the earth
bow
to those who bow.
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I wish I could shield you from your own regret. But it’s not my fault— every time you thought yourself truly great, you kept yourself from knowing true greatness. Pride cometh before the fall, yes— but pride can also prevent you from rising to any height worth falling from at all.
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Chiron,
who can be worthy
to hold healing’s key
without first being wounded?
the initiate must suffer
and walk that long road.
along that path,
there are many a straggler.
many
who have given up the search
for some destination.
con artists
litter the sidelines,
selling their poison as healing.
but there is a light,
there is a light in that distance,
should you choose to see it.
but it is a long road.
it is a long road,
your body will ache,
you will tire,
but it is love
that suffers long,
it is love
that perseveres,
it is love alone
that guarantees safe passage.
you will take love’s hand—
she will not take away the ache,
but she will stroke your hair through it.
she will not cure your pain,
no, she will not erase your fear—
but she will sing to you through the night.
so walk that long road,
and take love
as your companion.
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things that i think are sins:
- being in a hurry all the time
- acting like every minor inconvenience is the universe conspiring against you
- never taking the time to simply observe the world without stimulation—just observation.
- being too afraid to ever create, or dance, or say hi to that stranger, or to tell that person how you feel. some of the deepest sins against oneself and the world happen not from malice, but from fear.
- never sincerely saying, “i love you.”
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