I want the simple life everybody keeps overlooking because they already have pieces of it. Some stubborn engine in me keeps turning over even when the rest of me is begging for quiet. I’ll wake up. I’ll answer. I’ll love. I’ll build. I’ll walk back into the harbor and check the lights. I’ll keep trying to become the kind of man who makes all this suffering less useless.I don’t want anybody making me into a sad story with pretty lighting. I don’t want my name carried around like proof that pain can sound beautiful. I want to live long enough for my life to become ordinary. I want boring mornings. I want keys. I want a room. I want food without calculation. I want to fix a bike in peace. I want to hear someone laugh in a kitchen and know I’m allowed to stay. I want to be loved on a day where nobody almost dies.
You don’t have to be a conspiracy addict to notice framing. you notice what words are used. you notice what isn’t said. you notice whose grief is centered. you notice who is called a “threat” without evidence. you notice when “safety” is used to justify control. you notice when “order” is used to justify brutality. you notice when “freedom” is used to justify exploitation. you notice when “peace” is used to justify silence. This message isnt some prophecy, i’m leaving you a standard. the standard is love with teeth. love that protects. love that tells the truth. love that doesn’t humiliate. love that refuses to own. love that refuses to withhold. love that can look at a monster and still see a human, without letting that human keep being a monster. because that’s the real battle. the battle isn’t “light vs dark.” the battle is whether you let your pain turn you into a tool for the same system that hurt you. i’m going to end this the only way i can end it. with an operational vow. if i’m gone, don’t make me a saint. don’t make me a warning. make me a procedure. when you see the clean language used to hide dirty work, call it. when you see a person being reduced to a number, interrupt it. when you see a friend withdrawing into isolation, go to them. when you feel yourself craving a story that makes you special, check it. when you feel yourself withholding love to punish someone, remember that punishment doesn’t heal, it only spreads the infection. and if you ever get offered a “truth” that demands you abandon your humanity, it is not truth, it is a deal. i don’t care what it’s called. i don’t care if it glows. i don’t care if it looks like salvation. if it costs you recognition, if it costs you compassion, if it costs you coherence, it is a trap. keep your hands clean if you can. if you can’t, keep them honest. keep moving. keep loving. keep seeing. keep refusing to disappear people into reports. if i’m gone, leave this somewhere. let them call me weird. let them call me scrawny. let them call me insane. it’s better than letting the system speak for me.
From stardust to scars and rust, shaky, thin, and starved of trust. I pray the sunset heals the night,but it just bleeds out of sight. A choice of smoke to numb the dread… the rolled-up joint, the oven bed. Time crawls by on leaden feet, proving its cruelty is complete. I waste away these pasted days, lost inside a heavy haze,watching identical dozens blur. just a ghost of who I were. Praying again to a hollow face, a fiction in a holy place, a pretend god who won’t heal the ache, but gives concussions for my mistake.
#Q: This is a good week to fall in love. fall in love with taking care of yourself. fall in love with becoming the best version of you. fall in love with the wonderful being you are.
NiKE- Pr0
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I want the simple life everybody keeps overlooking because they already have pieces of it. Some stubborn engine in me keeps turning over even when the rest of me is begging for quiet. I’ll wake up. I’ll answer. I’ll love. I’ll build. I’ll walk back into the harbor and check the lights. I’ll keep trying to become the kind of man who makes all this suffering less useless.I don’t want anybody making me into a sad story with pretty lighting. I don’t want my name carried around like proof that pain can sound beautiful. I want to live long enough for my life to become ordinary. I want boring mornings. I want keys. I want a room. I want food without calculation. I want to fix a bike in peace. I want to hear someone laugh in a kitchen and know I’m allowed to stay. I want to be loved on a day where nobody almost dies.
But right now…
Right now I’m just crying.
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You don’t have to be a conspiracy addict to notice framing. you notice what words are used. you notice what isn’t said. you notice whose grief is centered. you notice who is called a “threat” without evidence. you notice when “safety” is used to justify control. you notice when “order” is used to justify brutality. you notice when “freedom” is used to justify exploitation. you notice when “peace” is used to justify silence. This message isnt some prophecy, i’m leaving you a standard. the standard is love with teeth. love that protects. love that tells the truth. love that doesn’t humiliate. love that refuses to own. love that refuses to withhold. love that can look at a monster and still see a human, without letting that human keep being a monster. because that’s the real battle. the battle isn’t “light vs dark.” the battle is whether you let your pain turn you into a tool for the same system that hurt you. i’m going to end this the only way i can end it. with an operational vow. if i’m gone, don’t make me a saint. don’t make me a warning. make me a procedure. when you see the clean language used to hide dirty work, call it. when you see a person being reduced to a number, interrupt it. when you see a friend withdrawing into isolation, go to them. when you feel yourself craving a story that makes you special, check it. when you feel yourself withholding love to punish someone, remember that punishment doesn’t heal, it only spreads the infection. and if you ever get offered a “truth” that demands you abandon your humanity, it is not truth, it is a deal. i don’t care what it’s called. i don’t care if it glows. i don’t care if it looks like salvation. if it costs you recognition, if it costs you compassion, if it costs you coherence, it is a trap. keep your hands clean if you can. if you can’t, keep them honest. keep moving. keep loving. keep seeing. keep refusing to disappear people into reports. if i’m gone, leave this somewhere. let them call me weird. let them call me scrawny. let them call me insane. it’s better than letting the system speak for me.
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From stardust to scars and rust, shaky, thin, and starved of trust. I pray the sunset heals the night,but it just bleeds out of sight. A choice of smoke to numb the dread… the rolled-up joint, the oven bed. Time crawls by on leaden feet, proving its cruelty is complete. I waste away these pasted days, lost inside a heavy haze,watching identical dozens blur. just a ghost of who I were. Praying again to a hollow face, a fiction in a holy place, a pretend god who won’t heal the ache, but gives concussions for my mistake.
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Love your soul for all four seasons this time. Keep holding strong until the years ends, and don’t make your promises empty.
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#Q: if they don’t respect themselves, don’t be surprised when they don’t respect you.
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#Q: Spend enough time alone so that you aren’t scared of the silence when people leave you .
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#Q: This is a good week to fall in love. fall in love with taking care of yourself. fall in love with becoming the best version of you. fall in love with the wonderful being you are.
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#Q: Leaders walk a fine line between self confidence and humility.
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