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Zayn’s tribute to Liam at the end of his show in London - 26/11
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The Outcharms, who supported Louis Tomlinson on his LTWT22: Doncaster concert [24.4.2022], tweeted 26.11.2024 about their experience. They mention that Oli Wright first noticed them.
An article about Louis’ selection.
Photos from top down:
DM from Louis
The Outcharms via Twitter in 2023
Louis Tomlinson answering the band in 2023
One of the Outcharm’s mothers (dea21400469) tweeting a photo from the afterparty, featuring Louis Tomlinson and Oli Wright in matching band shirts
Callum Fowler from Outcharms posted a photo from the Doncaster concert to IG [24.4.2022]
#outcharms#ltwt22: doncaster#24.4.2022#26.11.2024#oli wright#louis update#louis press#louis tomlinson
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Imagine your heart as a rose garden at dawn, where every petal holds a story of love. When sunlight kisses the first blooms, it is like that moment you first fell in love—pure and unforgettable. Each thorn represents a challenge overcome, a testament to resilience, much like the trials faced and conquered hand-in-hand. Walking through this garden, memories echo like whispers, reminding you of laughter shared and dreams whispered under starlit skies. It's a magical place, where the soul finds its reflection, simple yet profoundly beautiful in its connection.
#rose#garden#story of love#memories#whispers#skies#connection#dreams#love#magic#life#happiness#pure love#my endless love#deep feelings#26.11.2024#romantic quote
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Kutay Harmanlı - İntihar Dükkanı'.
Bugün onun doğum günü, benimse ölüm günüm. Bitti. Hikâyemin sonundayız. Ah hikayemizin... Bizim hikayemiz. Sürekli unutuyorum. Aklım başımda değil bu sıralar fakat endişelenme, kötü de değilim. Hissiz bir kalp nasıl atarsa öyle atıyor kalbim. Vuruyor kaburgalarıma, anımsamıyorum bazen yaşadığımı bile unutuyorum. Her şeyi unutuyorum. İlaçlarımı almayı, yemek yemeyi, gülmeyi hatta bazen yaşamayı bile unutuyorum ama bir tek onu unutamıyorum. Bir tek onu silemiyorum hafızamdan. Gitmiyor. Bir türlü gitmek bilmiyor. Bazı geceler ona yalvarıyorum gitmesi için fakat o ısrarla yanımda kalıyor. Bazı gecelerse sırf gelmesi için şakaklarımı duvara vuruyorum fakat gelmiyor. Her nereye gittiyse gittiği yerden bir türlü dönmek bilmiyor. Bir pencere kenarında, ahşap perdeliklerin ardından güneşi seyrediyorum şimdi. Bu gördüğüm son güneş. Bu benim için beliren son akşam kızıllığı. Bu satırlar benim son satırlarım. Ağlama. Ağlama benim için. Ben ağladım. Geçmiyor. Hiç geçmiyor... İnsanlar delirdiğimi düşünüyorlar. Arkamdan, bir aşk uğruna aklını yitirdi, diyorlar. Bir aşk uğruna ölenler de var. Bilmiyorlar. Zira aşkın nasıl öldürücü bir his olabileceği gerçeğiyle hiç karşı karşıya kalmamışlar. Birazdan gözlerimi son defa kapatacağım. Tek bir isteğim var bu dünyadan: Delirdi, demesinler arkamdan. Zira delirmedi Kutay. Yarasına kavuştu.
Tüm mumlar söndü...
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Üniversite zor demişlerdi de çok inanmamıştım.Artık paçalar tutuşmaya başlamıştır.
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Marco travaglio Contro Beppe Grillo a Otto e Mezzo del 26.11.2024 Il Commento di Marco Puggini
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Date: 26 November 2024
Duration: 47 minutes at 10:40 PM
Depth:
Assuming that I really am at the finishing line of step 6 of Patanjali’s 8 steps of Raja Yoga, I can already see the spiritual value of every session that I am meditating in. Like every depth of mind, step 6 also has its share of steps within it.
Last night, my meditation didn’t have the uninterrupted quality from the 2 nights before last. Last night’s meditation had the same spiritual quality about it as the 2 nights before it but it didn’t have that newly discovered uninterruptedness about it. That’s ok. It’s a pattern in meditational depths that I recognise. 2 depths forward, 1 depth back.
While I couldn’t go on till way beyond an hour last night, I practiced Hong Sau within those 47 minutes for an unusually long time. I noticed that I wasn’t in my conscious, waking, rational and shallow mind while I was practicing the blessed technique. Previously, for years, being able to practice the technique meant that I had lost the depth of mind I had found.
Back then, when I would be blocked from depths of calmness due to mental imagery, I would find myself at the waking mind and use the well controlled state of mind to meditate consciously. Back then, I would wonder how one could practice anything at all after losing control over one’s attention. And I knew that control was lost simply having moved from the conscious to the subconscious.
The answer is in arriving at one’s deep sleeping mind through meditation, instead of the usual route of unconscious forgetful sleep. To arrive here, one has to cultivate calmness through the previous layers of the dreaming mind. Having cultivated calmness, one attracts the blessing of inner peace. Silences caused by inner peace include the silencing of restlessness.
That ever moving quality of the mind is affected by inner peace. Imagery isn’t exactly being formed. Mere observation of the mind that lies beyond image making seems like such a huge blessing. To find the shape of one’s favourite meditation technique in one’s deep sleeping mind is good fortune.
#meditation#paramhansa yogananda#god#hong sau#intuition#inner peace#kundalini#dharana#dhyana#26.11.2024
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Had alcohol this evening but didn't feel too out of it, feel sober enough now as I'm going to bed. Have to be up for a massage tomorrow morning but at least not early. I am struggling a bit to switch off and enjoy my time off. Hopefully tomorrow I can get breakfast before leaving the house.
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O passado não existe, é apenas uma construção mental eternizado na memória. O presente é uma sucessão eterna de momentos. Aproveite sabiamente.
-Fragmentos Sucessivos
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“Vas happening”
Zayn in London - 26/11
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Louis Tomlinson liked Cal Aurand’s IG post [26.11.2024, post made 24.11.2024]
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Your love for me is like heaven on earth—pure bliss and magic beautifully embody the transformative power of love.
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Pase lo que pase, siempre te esperaré.
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I would’ve done anything for you.
Turns out the most you’d do for me is leave.
I thought I was getting better, but I can’t put the abuse and the fierce love I thought we had together and understand it. I’ve never met anyone who made me feel like you did. Never kissed or been kissed by anyone the way it was with you. You’re a cold hearted, pathetic, cheating abuser who uses women to fill a void and swiftly moves on when it suits you. Someone like you isn’t worth missing for a single second. So why?
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