What If We Rewrite The Stars... (Say You Were Meant To Be Mine); Chapter Eleven.

What if we rewrite the stars... (Say you were meant to be mine); Chapter Eleven.

What If We Rewrite The Stars... (Say You Were Meant To Be Mine); Chapter Eleven.

"So, you're basically telling me that those three decrepit old women told you that you are an aberration to nature itself? "

Or where Esther discovers that whoever said that Destiny is cruel, was kinda right.

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1 year ago

What if we rewrite the stars... (Say you were meant to be mine); Chapter Nine.

What If We Rewrite The Stars... (Say You Were Meant To Be Mine); Chapter Nine.

It was a Tuesday that had started so well only to end so badly. • The visit of two unwanted guests.

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10 months ago

I agree with you. Now lets go to Oda's dwelling and dEMAND ANSWERS

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1 year ago

Let me continue: I find a song that really describes what I'm feeling, I find God. I eat the flavour of ice cream I used to eat when I was a child, I find God. I climb a tree and stay there watching the world, I find God.

i'm a simple girl: i see sunlight on the water, i find god

1 year ago

The deepness of somethin' that does not exist.

Where to start. Well, things that does not exist are, for example, myths. Stories. Fantasy. These things that are taken in paper, in songs, in drawings, and in TV programs.

Take for example, the Mystery of the Impossible Girl in Doctor Who. I did not watch the series, yet I plan to, but here is what I know: Its the story of a girl that stepped into a portal by choice and broke herself into millions of pieces that did a diaspora around space and time. Every single one of those pieces, for as far as I know, saved the Doctor. Wherever or whenever, the Doctor was there, and Clara was too. And well then, I could have never thought of such story.

It allowed me to understand, in a way, how willing someone can be in order to save someone they love.

And it was romantically dont dare to say otherwise.

This event, thing, does not exist in real life, and thats what makes it deep. Time travels, girls that broke into millions of pieces in order to save one person, a payphone cabin that can travel across space and time. And more.

The beauty it has is that it does not exist. It comes from a part of ourselves that is unknown, and powerful, and that dreams a lot. Because of that very reason, it needs to be free, and takes the form of stories, of songs, of drawings, of TV shows. This things that does not exist allows is to explore the probabilities, to defy the limits, to live beyond universes. And that deepness also allows us to understand what does exist.

Its beautiful, to realize this. To be aware that, even if these stories, creatures, TV shows and else doesn't exist, they got to actually exist, in paper, in music, on a screen.

How else, would have we seen, or hearken, or live, through them?


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2 years ago

Oh, my soul, why do you rebel? Please find wisdom. My desire is that the truth be revealed to you and the understanding come to you, which only the God who loved you can grant you.

What reward do you think awaits you far from the Lord? Surrender to Him, to the almighty being who bled for you, who chose you above power, who abdicated glory to save you.

What do you gain by disowning Him? Do not be foolish, nor arrogant, nor proud. Please, my soul, be wise. Be wise. Be meek, for only the God who loved you knows what is best for you, and only He can grant it.

Why do you resist your Creator? Surrender, O my soul, and unite yourself to the Spirit, who reminds you that the Lord of lords, the King of kings, who owes you nothing, loves you, and by that love you are saved.

Surrender, O my soul, to Jehovah, to Yahweh, to the God of the impossible, who preferred to die rather than renounce you.

—The solivagant. (another alias)


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2 years ago

How tiredness works.

Its funny, how tiredness works. When you are tired at the point that your bones cry. You let everything go. The pain, the ire, the pride. You are so tired that that tiredness corrodes all that burden, from inside to outside. That is my way to tell you that I forgive you.

—The Solivagant.


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1 year ago

People, let me ask you all a question:

What do you think when you have an existential crisis or a mental breakdown?

I think that I am in need of a boyfriend or a romantic partner.

Then I recover and think that what I truly need are two things: to play the argentinian hymth in the Big Ben as a public manifestation of defiance, and to try to be a better christian.

Am I the only one that has those ideas?


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2 years ago

“Discover of the moment: turns out that the feeling of homesickness of a place that you never were in has a name: hiraeth. ”


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1 year ago

If someone ever ask you about something you do, you think or you believe in, be polite, and make sure that person will not treat you wrongly just because they dont agree with you.

Don't let your acts, your opinions or beliefs be underestimated or belittle.


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