#romanticizing the mundane
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metamorphesque · 3 months ago
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It’s not about romanticizing the mundane but about being receptive to the beauty that’s already there. The mundane isn’t void of meaning or romanticism; it’s rich with stories waiting to be uncovered and retold, beauty waiting to be seen and acknowledged — a flicker of sunlight on a windowsill, a stranger's smile in passing, the muffled music from your neighbors through the wall, the way steam rises from a cup of tea. Yet, to see it requires more than just looking — it asks for a surrender, a willingness to let go of cynicism and to meet the world on its own terms. Perhaps this is where the art of living begins — not in searching for grand happenings but in learning to embrace the quiet magic of what’s already in front of us. The extraordinary doesn’t need to be created; it has always been there, nestled within the folds of the ordinary, waiting patiently to be seen.
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totally-sapphic-posts · 11 months ago
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Getting done at the same time. One of you in the shower, one brushing your teeth, and the cute little smile you give each other when you meet each other’s eyes
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latinaluxlisbon · 6 months ago
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ohhnohhh · 10 months ago
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4.25.24
Tea
Need to work on processing all the chaos.
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harlequinhovers · 2 years ago
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i love doing laundry i love stuffing my clothes into a machine i love the little ding-a-ling my machine does when my clothes are done i love when my clothes are done in the dryer and they’re so warm i love when they smell good i love sorting my clothes into categories to put away i love clean clothes
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strangepoppy · 2 months ago
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Romanticizing little mundane things is good for the soul.
sorry for romanticising the mundane. i have little else
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super-nova5045 · 10 months ago
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sylvia plath, todd anderson and virginia woolf (aka ACTUAL tortured poets) watching taylor “im breaking up with my boyfriend for his intense depression and blaming it on him, im dating a racist who enjoys watching woc being brutalized and harasses young woc artists, i sent my fans out on a hate train to attack a young woc actress for a line she had to say as part of her job to show how mentally ill her character was, im dating a maga supporter, i refuse to say anything about a current genocide despite being the most influential person in the world right now, i am a billionaire, i fly 13 minute flights and have the highest carbon emission of any celebrity, i am a known white feminist who only speaks about issues when it affects me and has constantly let my fans get away with extreme racism and even encouraged it by associating myself with known racists” swift call herself a tortured poet (her writing sounds like a bunch of thesaurus words slapped over gabba hanna and rupi kaur-esque poetry that was created purely as a trinket for an edgy pinterest board)
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amiablesummer · 3 months ago
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you, me, and the gap in between
1. Larissa Pham, Crush // 2. pinterest // 3. Casey McQuinston, Red, White and Royal Blue // 4. @orpheuslament // 5. pinterest // 6. Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet // 7. Richard Siken, Meanwhile // 8. pinterest // 9. Florence + the Machine, No Light, No Light //10. Larissa Pham, Crush // 11. Hanif Abdurraqib, It Is Maybe Time to Admit That Michael Jordan Definitely Pushed Off // 12. Holly Warburton // 13. Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart // 14. Frank Bidart, Guilty of Dust // 15, 16, 18 and 21. Larissa Pham, Crush // 17. Holly Warburton // 19. @nativephunk // 20. Karman MacKendrick, Immemorial Silence // 22. Emma Hunsinger // 23. Before Sunrise
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wondering-whispers · 2 months ago
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Perhaps, the key to survive the monotony of life is to find the beauty in ordinary things. A child waving at you, a cat calling out to you, the wind rustling the trees, a warm cup of tea on an especially cold day. If I can't have vastness, let me find it in the little things.
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marlynnofmany · 8 months ago
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Angel of Rescue, watching with one red eye, wings spread across the sky to lead others to you
i love the soft crack-hiss sound of flare guns being fired and falling through the sky. it's like the whisper version of a firework. it's strangely comforting in spite of the context of being in distress that it usually implies.
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lilidawnonthemoon · 4 months ago
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moonieisa · 11 months ago
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not now babe .. me and the mutuals are trying to find beauty in the mundane
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phoenix----rising · 1 month ago
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Yes, I love a sunset and sunrise, but there is this thing a streetlight does that's less appreciated but I like it. A streetlight shining through tree branches. Dappled light shining through a curtain...I am always so mesmerized...
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emmabirb8 · 2 years ago
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ohhnohhh · 1 year ago
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9.30.23
Maybe my power is to move in silence. Maybe I am protecting my energy by yielding it to create and alchemize something valuable.
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takemetodragonstone · 4 months ago
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nuclear fusion can also be a metaphor for “star-crossed” lovers. if you think about it.
two protons, repelled by each other’s electrical barriers, can only ever touch under conditions of extreme heat (I’m talking 15 million degrees Celsius i.e. inside the Sun’s core) which cause them to accelerate to speeds enormous enough to overcome that repelling force which grows exponentially as the distance between the protons decreases, and only then, if they manage to get close enough, will quantum mechanics kick in and allow the protons to tunnel through each other’s repulsive electrical barriers as if by magic, and finally unite.
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