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“I'm not nectar, so I'm poison.
Still I cure.
I'm not serene, so I'm fire.
Still, the light I share.
I'm Truth, so I'm intolerable.
Now I lay bare.”
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Still I cure.
I'm not serene, so I'm fire.
Still, the light I share.
I'm Truth, so I'm intolerable.
Now I lay bare.”
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“She’s away today.
The breeze borrowed her
for a dance among the leaves.”
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The breeze borrowed her
for a dance among the leaves.”
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“Life's impermanence
teaches us that
change is the only constant;
urging us to embrace
each fleeting moment.
With appreciation
and acceptance.”
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teaches us that
change is the only constant;
urging us to embrace
each fleeting moment.
With appreciation
and acceptance.”
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“You are not bound
by what you once misunderstood;
unexpected moments will always
offer a chance to begin again.
Grant yourself grace.”
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by what you once misunderstood;
unexpected moments will always
offer a chance to begin again.
Grant yourself grace.”
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“I walked like October,
with leaves following my steps,
breathing endings and beginnings.”
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with leaves following my steps,
breathing endings and beginnings.”
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“What is yours is not yours.
Snow melts from the mountain laps.
Every bloom descends back to soil.”
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Snow melts from the mountain laps.
Every bloom descends back to soil.”
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“Poetry is the alchemy of language, transforming the ordinary words into extraordinary emotions, and the mundane into the sublime.”
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“Detachment is the art of releasing the weight of the past, allowing the present moment to unfold with newfound freedom and grace.”
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“To bloom is beautiful!
But ask the seed what it cost.”
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But ask the seed what it cost.”
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“The allure of antiquity...
The echoes of bygone eras, where time seems to linger in the aged textures of ancients.
A visceral connection to history, a sense of mystery wrapped in the patina of time, evoking a profound appreciation for the stories embedded in each weathered relic.
I'm in love with the feel of this very feeling.
I belong here. Relics. Ruins.”
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The echoes of bygone eras, where time seems to linger in the aged textures of ancients.
A visceral connection to history, a sense of mystery wrapped in the patina of time, evoking a profound appreciation for the stories embedded in each weathered relic.
I'm in love with the feel of this very feeling.
I belong here. Relics. Ruins.”
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“Tell me, O' Lovely Autum,
how to wilt and change. Come, show me
how to smile, while I say goodbye.
(Haiku)”
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how to wilt and change. Come, show me
how to smile, while I say goodbye.
(Haiku)”
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“Tell me, O' Lovely Autumn,
how to wilt and change; come, show me
how to smile, while I say goodbye."
(Haiku)”
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how to wilt and change; come, show me
how to smile, while I say goodbye."
(Haiku)”
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“The universe is a meticulous book-keeper, where karma measures not only the weight of our actions but also the purity of our intentions, balancing both
in its cosmic ledger.”
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in its cosmic ledger.”
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“Lift others as you rise,
for the sky is vast,
and the stars never collide.”
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for the sky is vast,
and the stars never collide.”
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“Maturity is choosing empathy over anger. It's the ability to see beyond the hurt and understand the storm brewing within the other person.”
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“Summer leaves sulkily with rains.
Winter sets off gaily leaving spring behind.
Autumn walks a fine line.
(Haiku)”
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Winter sets off gaily leaving spring behind.
Autumn walks a fine line.
(Haiku)”
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“The day an artist realizes their work surpasses validation and comparison, is the day they attain true creative fulfillment.”
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“Let our love be a radiant sun,
casting warmth on all it touches..
Offer compassion like a sheltering canopy,
understand like a soothing balm,
be kind like a gentle breeze
that carries hope.
For we never know who might be weathering a silent storm.”
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casting warmth on all it touches..
Offer compassion like a sheltering canopy,
understand like a soothing balm,
be kind like a gentle breeze
that carries hope.
For we never know who might be weathering a silent storm.”
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“In the ebb and flow of life...
we lose fragments of ourselves
to time's relentless current,
only to discover that within
the losses lie the seeds of gain.
For in every surrender, we receive
the wisdom to evolve.
Where the art of letting go becomes
the masterpiece of self-discovery.”
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we lose fragments of ourselves
to time's relentless current,
only to discover that within
the losses lie the seeds of gain.
For in every surrender, we receive
the wisdom to evolve.
Where the art of letting go becomes
the masterpiece of self-discovery.”
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“Acknowledge your limits;
it's not surrender, it's self-compassion.
Rest, recharge, and prioritize your well-being.
Stepping back is sometimes the only way to truly move forward.”
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it's not surrender, it's self-compassion.
Rest, recharge, and prioritize your well-being.
Stepping back is sometimes the only way to truly move forward.”
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“Love is not love until it conquers adversity and endures.”
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“Repeat a mistake once, it's a lesson.
Twice, it's a coincidence.
Thrice, it's a subscription to a comedy show called "Oops, I Did It Again!”
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Twice, it's a coincidence.
Thrice, it's a subscription to a comedy show called "Oops, I Did It Again!”
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“Self-love isn't pretension or arrogance for that matter.
It's a therapy.”
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It's a therapy.”
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“The purest form of love is the soft glow of understanding that needs no spotlight, quietly illuminating the heart's unspoken spaces.”
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“The space between knowing and assuming is the chasm where many hearts fall.”
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“Ideas lack substance without experience, just as perceptions falter without structure. The mind alone cannot perceive, nor can the senses reason. True understanding emerges only when thought and awareness move in harmony.”
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“Care has no boundaries.
It expands limitlessly like the sunshine on the horizon, embracing all in its gentle grasp.”
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It expands limitlessly like the sunshine on the horizon, embracing all in its gentle grasp.”
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“Dreams are the wisps of the stars.
And the night breeze lets them glow.
Stars gleam and dreams are on silent display.
So dream, dream, dream until the break of day.”
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And the night breeze lets them glow.
Stars gleam and dreams are on silent display.
So dream, dream, dream until the break of day.”
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“Often...
In reflecting on the past, we discover fragments of our present selves hidden within the chapters of our history—
A realization that our journey is a continuous narrative, shaped by the echoes of who we once were.”
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In reflecting on the past, we discover fragments of our present selves hidden within the chapters of our history—
A realization that our journey is a continuous narrative, shaped by the echoes of who we once were.”
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“The ocean’s depth is revealed by small drops; greatness begins where patience resides.”
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