I wish you a place kinder than your past where fairies dwell and place smiling flowers within the shimmering hair of yours.I wish you love as sweet as nectar which percolates down in every lane of your heart and the sunbeams ask for your little assistance in lightening up the souls of every earthling.
- Her Schrödinger's Cat, Second Insight
Come my love, we'll dance till our feets no longer touch the ground.
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I wish I knew something more, felt more.Something I could put my hands on and turn it into celestial sparks. I won't lie, life is not a sane man's business. You can gaze at a lovely meadow and sink into a meditative absurdity. Or you can feel trampled down by the sky above.
Her Schrödinger's Cat, Eight Insight
If you're getting this you are wonderful, sweet, considerate, lovable, warm-hearted, lovely, good-natured, awesome, friendly, uplifting, affectionate, compassionate, kind, understanding, gracious, graceful, precious, a beloved person, and beautiful person. Paste this to 10 blogs that fit these traits as well! No pressure but kindness can help and make someone's day! 💕
Thank you so much sweetest for your kind words!!! You're lovely soul!! Lots of love!!! 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋💕💕💕💕
Indeed, joy can be extracted even from the tiniest mortal and immortal creations. And indeed, sorrow can be inhaled within every single blink underneath the sky. The past transcends the boundaries of the present and devours every reason to leave this ephemeral juncture of bones and blood.
-Her "Schrödinger's Cat" , First Insight
When a match is struck, a fire being with a soul, which may one day be reborn in a human body is born only to die a few moments afterwards. In every drop of rain, in every breath of wind, in every lump of clay is a living soul."
- Vardhaman, Translation by A.L. Basham
My spirit has grown heavy and my knees too weak to carry me, that once were quick to dance as fawns.
-Sappho
The memories we carry ultimately dissolve into what we fundamentally were; the tiny wild flowers, the rapturous first kiss of a teen couple, the coral pink tints lingering over the sky, the flock of sparrows, the lo-fi melodies, the cup of cappuccino being slurped in the balcony. Isn't it cyclical permanence disguised as impermanence?
Her Schrödinger's Cat, Ninth Insight
Walking along the crowded row, he met the one he used to know.
-Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment