#chidiedit

i just have some worries, as well as some concerns that could potentially turn into outright fears. oh, there they go. they are fears now.

picture a wave in the ocean: you can see it measure it, its height, the way the sunlight refracts… and then it crashes on the shore and then 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.

a true bicon with A+ priorities

okay, um, how do i explain this concisely? this ... is tuesdays ... and also july.        and sometimes it’s never. that’s true. occasionally that moment on the beorimy timeline is the time a moment when nothing never occurs. so ... you get it.

all the thing i have seen/read in 2018 (january) ➳ The Good Place (2016-?) dir. Michael Schur

2.04 // 3.04 → birth is a curse. existence is a prison. god is dead.

that is tuesdays. also, never.