Pyrite

“When you give birth in your mind to the idea of compassion, it’s because you realize that you yourself and your pains and pleasures are finally too small a theater for your intelligence.”

I only walk away like I don’t give a damn because… well, was I supposed to? I mean I did, for a moment, and then as soon as I took that first step in the opposite direction it just hit me, I realized I simply didn’t.

“A sensitive person receives 50 impressions where somebody else may only get seven. Sensitive people are so vulnerable; the more sensitive you are, the more certain you are to be brutalized, develop scabs. Never evolve. Never allow yourself to feel anything, because you always feel too much.”

Growing up, I used to trust other people pretty much immediately if they were kind with me. The older I’ve grown however, the more I’ve become suspicious of adults acting kind towards me for seemingly no reason. Is it feedback from negative experiences, indoctrinated culture, or just paranoia? Probably a little of each.

The poetry of the earth is never dead.

You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame. How could you become new if you haven’t first become ashes?