Frick! That’s beautiful dude!
“In many shamanic societies, if you came to a medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed, they would ask one of four questions. When did you stop dancing? When did you stop singing? When did you stop being enchanted by stories? When did you stop finding comfort in the sweet territory of silence?”
—Gabrielle Rotho (via elige)
I will be me weekly,
learn to penertrate this great state,
illusions of mind left me blind,
so i will not lie,
i will not hide this mess in my head.
See maybe it will help me,
or at least i am trying my best…
to get this SHIT OFF MY CHEST.
I rest my pen and paper,
i’ll see you later!