MIND: Internal

You have to pull yourself together in order to fall apart. I move in extremes. I need a quiet place to process it all and write. I’m one of those people that get really affected by other people’s energy. Honestly, I can be a bit of a wild animal when someone fucks with me – I don’t take it well, but I also don’t want to be known as someone not able to control my rage, so instead I withdraw.

// Chelsea Wolfe

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MIND: Conundrum

Our culture made a virtue of living only as extroverts. We discouraged the inner journey, the quest for a center. So we lost our center and have to find it again.

// Anaïs Nin

MIND: Shipwreck

Human love, human trust, are always perilous, because they break down. The greater the love, the greater the trust, and the greater the peril, the greater the disaster. Because to place absolute trust in another human being is in itself a disaster, both ways, since each human being is a ship that must sail its own course, even if it goes in company with another ship.

D.H. Lawrence: An Unprofessional Study // Anaïs Nin

MIND: Unique

To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world….

Le Petit Prince // Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

MIND: Habits

Habits are powerful, but delicate. They can emerge outside our consciousness, or can be deliberately designed. They often occur without our permission, but can be reshaped by fiddling with their parts. They shape our lives far more than we realize—they are so strong, in fact, that they cause our brains to cling to them at the exclusion of all else, including common sense.

// Charles Duhigg

SOL: Extinguished

You drain light from me so well
I start to love it, begin to crave your angry fists
Hammering either side of my head, I want to flinch
When your finger twitches, feel the decibels of my
Heartbeat increase with each violent speech
You make me weak, I start to miss it
Insufferable power struggles until your teeth
Eat my lips when we kiss, until you
Plunge into white skin, leaving purple flowers as a gift

3AM Thoughts // AKA “He Said Goodbye With His Fists, I Said Goodbye With My Lips.”