Fire touched skin
Wreathed in a crown of curls
You float through life
Cloud walker, Face Painter
She who sees the unseen behind veiled eyes
Seeking stories within the deepness of Soul and Spirit
Tongue cleaving air, harmony in sound
Mind breathing out oxygen
Filling worlds with life
A Forest of light within a maelstrom of Darkness
Like dewdrops alighting upon water starved tongue
There is so much beautiful wisdom hidden within the pages of novels and I find they are simply not shared enough.
The stormlight archives by Brandon Sanderson is one of my favorite series, here are some great quotes from his characters(A.K.A himself:D)
“The most important words a man can say are, “I will do better.” These are not the most important words any man can say. I am a man, and they are what I needed to say.
The ancient code of the Knights Radiant says “journey before destination.” Some may call it a simple platitude, but it is far more. A journey will have pain and failure. It is not only the steps forward that we must accept. It is the stumbles. The trials. The knowledge that we will fail. That we will hurt those around us.
But if we stop, if we accept the person we are when we fall, the journey ends. That failure becomes our destination. To love the journey is to accept no such end. I have found, through painful experience, that the most important step a person can take is always the next one.
I’m certain some will feel threatened by this record. Some few may feel liberated. Most will simply feel that it should not exist. I needed to write it anyway.”
Expectation wasn’t just about what people expected of you. It was about what you expected of yourself. Someone has to start.
There is something particularly cathartic about writing.
You sit yourself down and without much effort can upload all your thoughts onto paper or computer, just letting go of everything you have been holding in for the day until finally, after minutes or hours, you are free.
You can learn so much about yourself through writing that I believe it should be a skill taught in school.
Some of you may say that it already is in most places, but in reality we are taught language, not writing. We aren’t truly taught about the benefits that it can bring, we simply have to learn to write so we can pass tests, the worst possible motivator.
If I were to best describe why I write, it is to think.
To figure out why I think the way I do.
And also to just feel things.
Many of us have trouble expressing our emotions, and the act of writing them down is a much needed release.
Whether it’s online, or in your own personal journal, I truly believe it is a habit worth developing.
There is something wildly exhilarating about holding off from having sex with someone you have recently begun a relationship with.
Teasing each other, drawing it out, focusing exclusively on foreplay, just building up that sexual tension until finally you just both can’t hold back anymore else you’ll burn up.
It makes finally giving in feel so exquisite, elevating that first time to something like art.
To be witness to that pleasure in another human being, especially when you’re the one giving that pleasure, is second to none as far as I am concerned.
I wrote a little bit about it in my last post as well, you can check that out:D
sun kissed skin
as you ride me
again and again
as you hit the high notes
of that song that has been sung
since the dawn of Humanity
Gods for more
and I am nothing but a witness
to your beauty
arched back and screaming out
caught in this moment
singed into memory
haunt my waking dreams
a cruel phantasm of existence
I see myself again and again
a Frankenstein Monster
a mockery of life
just a semblance of what it is
to be Human
To be filled with life
To be whole
Only for these mirror images
to reflect back my truth