niobefurens:

When you remember me, it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are

It means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us.

It means that if we meet again, you will know me.

It means that even after I die, you can still see my face and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart.

For as long as you remember me, I am never entirely lost.

When I’m feeling most ghost-like, it is your remembering me that helps remind me that I actually exist.

When I’m feeling sad, it’s my consolation.

When I’m feeling happy, it’s part of why I feel that way.

If you forget me, one of the ways I remember who I am will be gone.

If you forget, part of who I am will be gone.

Frederick Buechner

(Book: Whistling in the Dark: A Doubter’s Dictionary https://amzn.to/3QxXIab)

funnytwittertweets:

hogs-whole:

The more you learn about the production of this movie the wilder it gets.

remanence-of-love:

wabisabic:

ruhlare:

saying “i adore your mind and way of thinking” is like touching the texture of another one’s naked being. it’s way more deeper and intimitate than physical touchs. you travel into the mind of another soul, and cannot get out, you are stuck adoring all the rooms full of art. the skin is nothing but a wall you penetrate to surf on a soul level into the being of another soul until you are intertwined.

“i’m falling in love with your mind, baby, your beauty is a bonus, but the way you think is impeccable” — he said.

segretecose:

good morning and happy is it really tuesday tuesday

cryokina:

we got em

luulapants:

My dad and I once had a disagreement over him using the adage “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.”

I said, “That’s just not true. Sometimes what doesn’t kill you leaves you brittle and injured or traumatized.”

He stopped and thought about that for a while. He came back later, and said, “It’s like wood glue.”

He pointed to my bookshelf, which he helped me salvage a while ago. He said, “Do you remember how I explained that, once we used the wood glue on them, the shelves would actually be stronger than they were before they broke?”

I did.

“But before we used the wood glue, those shelves were broken. They couldn’t hold up shit. If you had put books on them, they would have collapsed. And that wood glue had to set awhile. If we put anything on them too early, they would have collapsed just the same as if we’d never fixed them at all. You’ve got to give these things time to set.”

It sounded like a pretty good metaphor to me, but one thing I did pick up on was that whatever broke those shelves, that’s not the thing that made them stronger. That just broke them. It was being fixed that made them stronger. It was the glue.

So my dad and I agreed, what doesn’t kill you doesn’t actually make you stronger, but healing does. And if you feel like healing hasn’t made you stronger than you were before, you’re probably not done healing. You’ve got to give these things time to set.