Today I finally bid adieu to my 20s and embrace the 30 mark. If you'd ask the 20 year old me about turning 30... I'd probably be quizzed and anxious about it.
The whole universe is made up of molecules and even something as solid as a wall is vibrating at all times just like us humans. What you are about to experience is called Energy healing which is a holistic practice that keeps our bodies energies.
Living in the moment is what I often forget to do. The whole night felt thought-out but not in an overly calculated sort of way. A date in the rains, it’s a winner in my book already. If you have such a wonderful story to think on about, who needs a fancy first date when the world is your oyster right?
What awful deed did these people commit? Why have we been excluding them ever since the dawn of civilization? Why should a mother feel so ashamed if she gives birth to a eunuch, and why is a child expelled from his family and forced to endure lifetime rejection for no special reason of his own?
Till I rest in peace, I hope it's somewhere the colours become one, united with each other; one body one soul. Stuck in time. The good times. 🌸
Politely ignoring the worldly pleasures that others are experiencing, you hide back in your grave of salvation rhetorically remembering the days which should have lasted for ever. Those little days when there were no dark circles and the day you felt like YOU.
I really hope things can feel like it's getting back to normal before everything goes worse. I watched a movie called moonshot which is set at a time where going to Mars and thinking of a future there is a possibility. I kept thinking to myself, is it really necessary to start discovering another habitable planet before we save our own? The ongoing ruckus feels like a distraction to mending an inevitable loss for our environment. Maybe the newer generation would really need another planet to shift to when we destroy our own deliberately.
Is it really World War III??? I am honestly not surprised… post a pandemic, the only rational thing we as a reformed species could do, is go to war ensuring end-game transcribed annihilation. All this anxiety and helpless screaming at a wall came at halt when I came across this haunting yet tender picture of a couple standing in the Kyiv underground metro as time stood still for them, sharing a quiet moment for love to surface. I decided to calm myself down by doing the only thing I know – write! I couldn’t help but wonder what they must be feeling amidst the chaos.