Esoterics Anonymous

moments made of gold falling through my fingertips more than i can hold it memories built deep within my soul take another moment to breath . release all of your anxiety ✺࿔𖤓࿔✺

"Holding onto anger is like holding onto hot coals with the intention of throwing them at someone else" ✺࿔𖤓࿔✺

When I was younger I could fall asleep at night Dreaming of cotton candy clouds and jars of butterflies ... Why is it so hard to love without hurting somebody are we still young ? are we still young ? ... ? ✺࿔𖤓࿔✺

looking hard for what i can be writing all my promises in the sand Every'body's facing the sea again

the waves are high reaching my lungs was i wrong ? for trying to find the rest of me

"You see this goblet?" asks Achaan Chaa, the Thai meditation master. "For me this glass is already broken. I enjoy it; I drink out of it. It holds my water admirably, sometimes even reflecting the sun in beautiful patterns. If I should tap it, it has a lovely ring to it. But when I put this glass on the shelf and the wind knocks it over or my elbow brushes it off the table and it falls to the ground and shatters, I say, 'Of course.' When I understand that the glass is already broken, every moment with it is precious."

You, Holy Hunter In your eyes, the designs of a billion stars. Aflame and roiling by the light of your inevitability, which had across aeons pierced, at last, into my darkest centre, like an arrow strung from the very arc of God. And your wound unto me commanded that ultimate transgression, of all they had blessed with sanctity unbroken, to be broken and bled and opened, irreparably to the face of a pregnant world, who looked at me with the designs of a billion stars. In your eyes, I foresaw time was simply ended. For your point, o’ holy hunter, had nailed me in place, to be opened and bled and broken, that from your inevitability I could move naught, neither toward nor from what you had strung aeons ago. And my wound unto me begged to be touched with ultimate transgression, by all you had blessed against the border of the known, the world who’s face became increasingly foreign, as I was made irreparable and then saw only… In your eyes, the designs of a billion stars. Aflame and roiling by the light of your inevitability, which had across aeons pierced, at last, into my darkest centre, like an arrow strung from the very arc of God.

It doesn't have to be perfect for it to be worth it Breathe it in and breathe it out Gotta look at the whole thing, try again in the morning See the picture changing now, changing now Just watch it fade into the sunset We grow like shadows on the pavement Sometimes we fall but these bruises and cuts, they make us tough Tomorrow's got nothing on us Just watch the sun set

falling behind , baby losing my mind lately ❤️ i'm out of breath but im not giving up yet

Am I the only one ? I'm tired but i just run lost in the crowd and not slowing down breaking the speed of sound fade in from shot to shot but i just can't get enough drowning in sins, i'm born to give in and i just can't make it stop I'm so free, but I can't help it, it's my nature if you fix it i might just break it and i know you worry but i'm ok if you're not happy, please don't stay I'm too wild to last

You don't have to wait nothing really mattered, i could always count on you your touch would leave me breathless so let me give it back to you ✺࿔𖤓࿔✺