(via ronenreblogs)
Kolam is a form of sand painting that is drawn using rice powder by female members of the family in front of their home. It is widely practiced by Hindus in South India. A kolam is a sort of painted prayer - a line drawing composed of curved loops, drawn around a grid pattern of dots. Kolams are thought to bestow prosperity to homes.
Federico Cosci (via facebook)
the mountain goats - up the wolves
there’s bound to be a ghost at the back of your closet
no matter where you live
there’ll always be a few things
maybe several things
that you’re gonna find really difficult to forgive
there’s gonna come a day when things get better
you will rise up free and easy on that day
and float from branch to branch
lighter than the air
but when that day is coming
who can say, who can say
These ripples are for us to deal with and learn to endure. What we can’t affect is the mistake that led us here. And knowing that is comforting because knowing that means knowing that you are a product of the world and that itself is beautiful. And it will highlight the people, the actions, the objects, that weren’t mistakes. And you will cherish those with all of your heart because your heart is worthwhile and has grown larger than cities and has learned to exclude anything that does not match its sincerity.
You can not help who you love and you can not make any human being love you. I know this sounds literal in my case. I could not help being born from my mother, I could not help to learn language and compassion and how to walk from her, I could not help to memorize her circadian rhythm before I could formulate thought. But it is the same as how you can not help who you fall in love with. You do not chose who your heart desires, for whatever reason. Not for attention, not for affection, and not for attraction. And when these people, these equally naive, fractured, and human people, when they do not realize that you are lovable and worthwhile and brilliant that is not your fault. It is theirs. One day, hopefully, they will realize and lament these mistakes they’ve made. But they also might not. And that is fine. They looked away when the meteor skimmed our atmosphere.
If your walls could speak, they’d remind you that today is another day and another chance..