The Onionsoul Edition: #1068.

July 14, 2012:

Often we do what’s best for our hearts, we refuse anything we feel insult our soul. We validate ourselves through other people and yet remain in constant denial. We also validate ourselves by self-affirmations we’re embarrassed about. We often fear something we’re unclear of what they are, but it is due to that fear that we make ourselves work harder to live. We put ourselves out there, just to want to come back in. It is the simple paradox. To understand freedom is to be given boundaries. And to be in harmony with limitations is to be given freedom. Such is just life. 

Not only I am in pain observing my youth through my mental’s eye, I am also in pain that at times I can’t see a way out of it. It’s fascinating to be so young and so self-absorbed – funnier to want to get out of yourself and yet still inclined towards what you are anyway. You seek to assist society, but really you’re constantly finding means to assist yourself. 

– Pinknerd | #1068.

Someday in the not-so-distant-future, I hope to write with my sister – about what I don’t know, through what I’ve no clue either, but the parallelism in our voices and perspectives, two years apart yet a lifetime attuned, is pretty damn amazing if I may say so myself. Maybe we’ll need to retrace our steps to the point where it first converged; how it all began for us, that person – that woman in our life. Or maybe it’ll be just sweet nothings, pretending we’ve got it all figured out (we don’t).


2 thoughts on “The Onionsoul Edition: #1068.

  1. While on vacation during summertime on an island of the Aegean Sea, Amorgos, one of the many hiking and climbing monkey thingies led me on the other side of a hill, you could see the sea expanding itself from a welcome height. Οn top of the hill, there were windmills, forgotten windmills standing still, wounded, but standing still. On the other side from which i was staring at the sea, there was a small monastery, one of these small ones being distinctive from long distance due to their white color, with a single tombstone. Upon its plaque was written “Whoever living was able to achieve the best he could, he lived for all the centuries.” I don’t know why, but while reading your thoughts i felt the urge to share it.

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