“Picture A Wave In The Ocean, You Can See It, Measure It — Its Height, The Way The Sunlight Refracts

“Picture a wave in the ocean, you can see it, measure it — its height, the way the sunlight refracts when it passes through. It’s there and you can see it and you know what it is. It’s a wave. And then it crashes on the shore, and it’s gone. But the water is still there. The wave was just a different way for the water to be, for a little while. That’s one conception of death for a Buddhist. The wave returns to the ocean  — where it came from, and where it’s supposed to be.”

-Chidi Anagonye 

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people are so lovely‼️ they do these ordinary and mundane things like someone is walking hand in hand with their lover and someone is helping a blind old lady cross the road and someone is dancing in the rain with their best friend and someone is helping a little girl find her mother on a crowded playground and someone's cat is lying next to them on the couch snoring loudly and it's adorable and someone is dancing to music alone in their room and someone just went into a bakery and is deeply inhaling the sweet smell of freshly baked bread and a little kid is waiting for his grandpa to pick him up and someone is making dinner for their family while singing their favorite song and someone just confessed their love to someone and someone is talking about something they love with a sparkle in their eyes and you’re reading this and you are alive and you are loved, everything will be fine, you'll be okay and you'll be happy

do you see this shit my liege

Count me in please

i will kill the madhya pradesh minister


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babygirl i've seen bookshelves more organized than your life

How To Fall In Love With Life Again
How To Fall In Love With Life Again
How To Fall In Love With Life Again

how to fall in love with life again

go cloud-gazing, lay down in the grass on a sunny day, or empty roads on a rainy day, stare up at the sky and let your mind wander.

read a book so complex that you don't understand anything, fill your arms with scrawled definitions.

writing poems and notes of kindness, hiding them for other people to find and pass along!

read passages of love in another language, untranslated and realise that love can surpass even the greatest of barriers.

find your favourite flower! hunt for it, research it, write an essay on why you love it and how much it means to you!

buy another copy of your favourite book, fill the pages with annotations and give it to a second hand shop for somebody else to experience it the way that you do.

fill a journal with moments of your life, even if you don't think they're very interesting.

listen to music whilst looking at the moon and stars, realising how beautiful life is.

visit an art gallery or a museum near you. become familiar with it, visit it until you know it inside out. make it your special place.

learn the little things about people, including yourself. find their favourite colour and why, find their music taste, their taste in books until you know them perfectly.

the small things! taking sips of warm beverages becomes the most comforting thing, closing your eyes for a moment on a bus and focusing on the lull of movement.

bake/cook your favourite treat. experiment and find the way that makes it taste simply ethereal.

She’s So Beautiful. @kshhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Im Gonna Steal Her Soon. Beware.

She’s so beautiful. @kshhhhhhhhhhhhhhh im gonna steal her soon. Beware.


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all the best to the 10thies and 12thies for their board exams. chak dena phatte bro you got this

-binod™

My toxic trait is that there are so many things I want to try and be good at, but I hate being bad at something, which is inevitable when learning a new skill. If I'm not perfect at something on the first attempt, then that's it, I don't want to do it anymore.


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