“Realize that if a door closed, it’s because what was behind it wasn’t meant for you.”― Mandy Hale Flakes of beauty and castles of glass,Trees caked with pristine powderAnd the cold white blanket beneath –Testify to the great inner turmoilPlaguing the winter soul. Like royalty is the world aroundElegant in its chaos, andGracefully fierce,With stunning beauty […]
Hello everyone! A LTBL Christmas commences today and is slated to go all the way till Christmas day! We’re so excited to do our take on Blogmas, over at Living The Blogging Life (LTBL) and look forward to creating content that helps, entertains and spreads Christmas cheer! We’re also accepting guest posts and would love […]
“… You can’t see a person more nakedly than that, when they don’t know they’re being watched, studied.”― Jo Nesbø, Blood on Snow When the going gets tough, I think of the bus. It was a typical day at school, quite the balanced mixture of embarrassment, awkwardness and laughs. We walk to the bus stop where the […]
and it is a sanguine flood, flecks of maroon flotsam flowing with the crimson rivulets.
It is slick with the cries of the animals, those that lit up like matchsticks as furious blazes purged them from their lands.
It looks crusty from my vantage point, with partially undone, paint flakes flapping and swaying, holding onto their last link to the wall; clinging on for dear life.
Did you know that 2019 was the second warmest year on record and the end of the warmest decade (2010- 2019) ever recorded?
If I write a book, it would have a thick spine and leather bound body, with lots of knots and memories caught up in its strings. Its chapters would be long and slow with accompanying water colour illustrations that simply seem to exude vision and beauty as powerfully as possible. The brush strokes would be visible so that you could imagine how the illustrations came into being and maybe try it yourself.
With partial sanity, do we
Play host to this inertial pain.
To me, hope is a sort of thrust, a variant of faith, a gentle flame – that encourages you to keep going even when, the possibilities of actually succeeding seems bleak. Now as far as fraudulence goes, hope can be a fraud at times but that doesn’t necessarily make it a fraud for everyone. Hope can end up, conveying visions of unrealistic success and it can all feel like a big lie, when reality comes crashing down.
I’ve lately been wanting to do an utterly random post with nothing but images (and a bit of text for context), so here it goes! If you’re on the Reader, I’d suggest reading this here because the images tend to scrunch up in the Reader. I’m so sorry about the lighting – still working on […]
Random Specific Thoughts 