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Remember Who you are. Who we, are. Do not forget your sense of wonder. The goodness of your heart. Do not let your imagination fade. A true, selfless act of goodwill always sparks another, like ripples over a quiet lake. It is normal to feel sad, to feel angry; or discouraged, ect. Allow yourself to do so, but do not cling onto those emotions, there is always better to look forward to. There truly is. Remember that people often are the way they are because they do not know or believe they cannot be better, whether or not that changes is up to them and those supporting them. Whether or not you decide to be one of them. Sometimes, we are only meant to be in each other's lives for a heartbeat, sometimes, for more. But none of the people we meet in our lives, we meet by coincidence. They have a lesson for us; and maybe, us for them too. Bear nothing but love, and compassion in your heart, let negative emotions flow through you, and pass you by like fishes would pass by your feet if you stood in the river. For in the end, we are all one and the same. ~ A Weaver

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I refuse to let part of my soul's essence die, for the sake of people who believe it is necessary. You do not get stronger by becoming less than what you once were, what you have always been. ~ A Weaver

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AURORA - Running With The Wolves

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Hitchhikers

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Traveling Home 🌙

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“I wish I could visit the place where clouds are made. I bet its wonderful.”

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remnant by Astero . https://www.artstation.com/artwork/zAQgAZ

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It is heartbreaking for me, to see how this ‘society’ is changing people, cutting and rearranging them so deeply. Scrambling them, so profoundly that sometimes, they are beyond help when it gets in reach.

I always wonder if I, if we, could have been faster, if we reached them then, they could still be saved. If we weren’t just too late and it is our fault they are now, irremediably broken.

I know I can not let those doubts cloud my judgement, I need to keep a clear mind. But sometimes, it is too hard to ignore.

...Especially when the lost ones were once your brothers and sisters, your father, your mother...your children.

I once thought cruelty had, to have a limit; that only love was boundless. But now... I-- know things are not that easy, or simple.

I just have to work hard to make things better. Eventually, the stone I threw into the pond with ripple far and wide. Brighter days will come. I know it.

Just a little further.

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Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears, even if the thread of their discourse is secret, their rules are absurd, their perspectives deceitful, and everything conceals something else.

Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities (via books-n-quotes)

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When you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

Arthur Conan Doyle, The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes (via books-n-quotes)

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I am choking, out of breath, every time I have to be within The Grey. My body feels heavy under the weight of it all; my heart and mind heavier still. But I will not bow. No matter how hard it is.

Because I know it is so much harder for those who’ve always, been in it. Because I, have a home to return to outside of it. Because they need my help here.

And if I can show them how to live again, without the misery, without the pressure. In peace. Alongside a magic they never once thought was real before? Then, I have achieved my purpose.

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