#soitude
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urban-surfin · 2 years ago
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I wish I knew how to quit you.
But sometimes I’m glad that I don’t.
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secretsofdbz · 3 months ago
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Did @belgiamese-boy DESTROY me with an AMV for my fic A Different Baby? (mostly the Purpose and Solitude arc)?
Yes.
Very much yes.
I am crying screaming and throwing up because it's SO good and I watch it every single day
Also the lyrics because they're soooo good.
Reshape, eliminate And you'll succeed what others have failed Some deeds are better left unexplained Were you always this way? Was it out of a choice you made? You have been so wrong for so long It's getting harder to tell The depth of your ignorance won't make a bit of difference For those oblivious to the passage of time Worlds that are beyond us, surround us, they bind us The voices inside can't be denied So it goes, we have all seen it before Saving what's left but you'll never be whole Another sad story of a long lost soul You're hoping it's safe cause you buried it deep They will always reside deep within the mind Hiding down deep inside Lying in wait to take you with them to the light Take you with them to light Take you with them to light
Also new chapter is out!! 25 out of 26 for the Solitude arc.
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entangledmuses · 2 months ago
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She couldn't remember how long she had been alone now. Hell, she didn't even know what day of the week it was now, or what month. It had all blurred into one. Thats what tended to happen when you were alone. When you had no interaction with anyone, no sound, nothing.
So the cat was a welcomed sight, despite also being one she feared. She feared it might make a noise, attract those monsters that came from the sky. She feared that with the cat, came people who would try and hurt her. Some people had definitely turned a little insane in their soitude.
But when she lift her eyes and saw the male, she didn't sense that he was someone she should fear.
She still pushed herself back a little, trying to keep a little distance from him.
But he rose a hand. A greeting perhaps?
She lift both her hands to show they were empty.
She just wanted to survive the monsters, she hadn't thought about defending herself to survive humans.
Magnolia looked at the cat again, then pointed to it, then to the man, silently asking if it was his.
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Halting outside the building, Eric looked at it for a few moments in silence. Inhaling deeply, he wondered if it was a good idea to follow the cat inside, but he had made a promise. And he was pretty attached to Frodo as well so ... he didn't really have a choice did he? God, he really hoped there were no death angels inside the building.
Swallowing, he gathered his courage and stepped through the door that had been destroyed sometime during the chaos of the aliens arriving in this town. But Eric tried his best not to think about that.
His senses on high alert, his heart pounding in his chest as it usually did whenever his travel companion disappeared on him, Eric made his way through the building. Only barely daring to breathe because he had no idea how safe this place was, not that anywhere was truly safe these days.
Peering around a corner, Eric spotted Frodo and almost relaxed, until he realised that the cat was eating and someone was sitting just a bit further away. He hadn't actually seen anyone since he'd gotten off the boat and while he had once clung to a person, he was now so used to having just Frodo around that it made him a little uneasy.
Nonetheless, he loved the cat so ... there really was no choice, right? Slowly stepping into view, he raised a hand in greeting and smiled a little.
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stevengarrisonmusic · 5 years ago
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#Soitude #StevenGarrisonMusic https://www.instagram.com/p/B-NJxV7n1xB/?igshid=19sjown6sk9w3
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tanyaluca · 5 years ago
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Walking on Autumn...
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dk-thrive · 8 years ago
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But one can never get quiet enough
‘When I was a girl,’ she had once told a friend, ‘I was terribly sure trees and flowers were the same as birds or people. That they thought things, and talked among themselves. And we could hear them if we really tried. It was just a matter of emptying your head of all other sounds. Being very quiet and listening very hard. Sometimes I still believe that. But one can never get quiet enough…’
~ Truman Capote, In Cold Blood (Vintage International October 9, 2001)
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thedevotionaltour · 3 years ago
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MEIN BIRTHDAY CD SHOP HAUL... you could say I have a spending issue (which would be horribly correct) but that is not our focus for today... instead I will now put everything I got under the cut and put my enthusiasm down there as to not horrifically clog your dash with a long winded post
first i cant believe that cheapo had me pay $5 for a scuffed cd i find it a bit insane considering it usually docks a price by quite a bit but whatever i dont care that much actually as long as it plays ok <3 ANYWAY i got two pulp cds bc of how much visi talks abt em and praises them so im quite excited... i started listening to different class the other day but like forgot to continue after pausing. and then got this is hardcore because why not.
next row! i got two suzanne vega cds... i got soitude standing bc i like ok i did this bc i like tom’s diner i’ve never really listened to any other suzanne vega outside of that. but i cannot resist a cheap used cd... so i got the other one too bc um. for fun. and then got gwen stefanni’s love angel music baby bc i admit i enjoy missus gwen and i like a fair amount of songs from that album :]
THEN THIRD ROW THE ONE IM MOST EXCITED FOR... THEY FINALLY RESTOCKED THEIR BLUR SECTION <3 EXTREMELY EXCITED TO FINALLY HAVE PARKLIFE very exciting day for the eiffel community and not only that but USED so it was cheaper<3 and they only had modern life is rubbish and the great escape for new and well i was ok paying those prices for it bc um #blurgirl. i finished listening to modern life is rubbish this evening actually online so i am quite happy to say i am in fact happy to own the cd. and the songs i have heard from the great escape i do quite enjoy so! excited to hear the rest of the tracks
finally... scissor sisters!!! i love scissor sisters my besties really :) i got the night work album which i have yet to listen to. you see there’s a bit of a running theme where i keep buying cds for the hell of it. ALSO I GOT A LITTLE AUDIO BIOGRAPHY! it’s like a bunch of interviews n stuff so i’m excited to give that a listen at some point i find interview discs actually quite interesting as a concept. which reminds me i do wanna get some depeche mode ones i’ve seen floating around eventually. here’s to hoping i can find some reasonably priced ones online somewhere. ALSO for this interview disc it came with a free mini poster! which to my absolute joy was, in fact, still in the the cover! so i got a mini poster! yay!
finally, my posters! i actually got four posters but the robert smith one i bought didn’t have the little preview image in the tube and i can’t be assed to find the actual pictures of all these posters online sorry </3 but i got the gorillaz portrait one from plastic beach era... and then amy winehouse :) bc i like her and want another pretty woman to watch me while i sleep however she will be going up at my bedroom at home instead of my campus apartment. and then prince! because i also love prince! and want him in my room at home! 
this concludes my $113 birthday purchase from the music store👍️
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unhowl · 4 years ago
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@lautrui​. flying to bogotá is something particular - eight hours, give or take from texas. no fancy private planes, no special treatment, extends the journey by another handful of hours to get through the airport. and it’s boring. flights are boring.
crowds and close quarters of a plane always put an itch in the back of alejandro’s teeth that he sees glimmer back at him from kate’s eyes, but he’s learned that if someone is going to kill you they won’t try it at an airport. no one person is important enough for the effort. the boredom these days usually saturates his bones, leaving him a half-asleep guard dog who is just looking forward to going home.
it’s stranger with kate in the seat next to him. the same feeling of a commute home at the end of a long day is punctuated by knowing that his dogs will be happier to see kate than they are to see him (they always are; he doesn’t blame them), by knowing that for the first time in a remarkably long time, his apartment will have more than one human in it.
it’s not anxiety. not exactly. it’s a kind of simmering neighbour to it, poking and prickling at his other, more inoperable neuroses. his elbow nudges against hers the whole time and wheels finally hitting tarmac is like letting a breath out - another breath in for unloading bags and getting through the airport. a breath out for moving away from el dorado and towards the inner city. 
a breath in when he sees the facade of his apartment, shifting his bag up over his shoulder. he has a long list of particular opinions about american food and is thinking, as much as anything else, about his distinctly non-american home, with its locally sourced coffee, with its local beer from nearby microbreweries because soitude has afforded him time to become a snob.
he glances at kate and gestures up at the building, pointing it out as they approach from down the street. “you can smoke on my balcony. i have cigarettes in my kitchen.”
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toujoursbabe · 8 years ago
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Bonjour! Ma poésie Verdict?
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yessyky · 3 years ago
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dois amor faz chora
antes sofria por uma. agora sofro pela falta de duas. duas que sabem que eu quero conversar. nenhuma disponível pra mim. pens em como me coloquei nesse lugar depois de tanto fugir de dores acabei encontrando com elas nos vazios. minha ex esposa tá superando suas dores em cangotes diversos. me encantei por uma atriz que sumiu desde que decidi adotar um gato sozinha. ela me pediu em casamento depois do primeiro beijo. eu queria um pouco. ela quer me dar muito. se foi. meu celualr toca. é a empresa telefonica oferecendo ofertas. sms chegou. cobrança. mensagens no email. sempre sobre trabalho. whatts vazio. tudo vazio. sigo pelos cômodos do apê depois de chegar em casa do trabalho. sozinha. vazio. nem tanto. sinceramente. adotei mais uma gata. então sábado vou ter que sair. vou levar ela pra vacinar. a coleira chega logo. ela dorme comigo.  anne a recebe devagarinho. a vida nunca acaba é uma eterna constância. e eu não entendo muito bem como não sofrer tanto. o problema é esse. eu to numa fase bem sozinha. busco em mulheres um pouco de acalento. mas quem sabe devagar. bem devagar mesmo eu vou aprendendo que eu dependo muito de mim. eu to focada em ir no posto essa semana pra pedir encaminhamento pro psiquiatra. em acabar de vez com a maconha e não afogar minha solidão no vinho. to tentando realmente me acalentar na minha soitude. sem sentir a falta extrema de quem não vai voltar. da mensagem que nao vai chegar. que já foi entregue. confiar na vida. confiar no meu ar. confiar que todo sofrer passa. que eu preciso estar disponivel pra mim agora. que dor. viver a arte. 
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squashmythoughts · 7 years ago
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I think I feel uncertainty about my soitude/independence and that makes me feel anxious
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thetravellinggourmet · 6 years ago
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An original POem by Dr. Michael Lim The Travelling Gourmet TM
An original POem by Dr. Michael Lim The Travelling Gourmet TM
An original poem
By Dr. Michael Lim
The Travelling Gourmet TM…
The inscrutable and unruffled Travelling gourmet TM reflects on the sublime pleasures of solitude…
SAS
Silence and Solitude
No stimuli
No shouts
No strange surroundings
No strangers
No stressors
No scary situations
  BLISS.
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lylean · 6 years ago
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From soitude to loneliness illustration for Breathe Magazine . . . #illustration #illustrator #illustrations #paint#painting#paintings #drawing #drawings #drawthisinyourstyle #art#artist#artistsoninstagram #colour #color #colourful #magazine https://www.instagram.com/p/BrSBpBSnHDu/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=zonrgkcb3h7b
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bat-nvrphoto · 6 years ago
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Refugiere n est plus exposée à Arles, prochaine étape Nice en janvier pour «Urbaines Soitudes»....#n_victorretali #exposition #natalievictorretali #natalie_vr #n_vr #refugiere #urbainessolitudes #galeriechristiandepardieu (à Nice, France) https://www.instagram.com/p/Boj09D0hsMU/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=i5n7xp0m5wp1
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nicoleandersonhnd2 · 6 years ago
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Graded Unit - Research
When Solitude became an important theme in the poems I decided to research how to photograph soitude, and found this site... 
https://www.stockvault.net/blog/photography/30-beautiful-solitude-themed-photographs/
Here are some of the images that inspired me
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erikaf-94 · 9 years ago
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