#loveforknowledge

This Valentine's Day, celebrate your love for intellect and tradition with the Bean of Thentis Ceramic Mug. Perfect for Scribes, scholars, or anyone who thrives on creativity and black wine, this mug combines humor and style. Get yours before they're gone—who wouldn't want a daily reminder that "Maps Are Drawn, Scrolls Are Penned"? Tag someone who needs this!

What I found most interesting about life is that, it has always been my play field, it was never the other way around.. I learned that by controlling my mind I was somehow controlling that of whats around me, like whats inside my head is the control panel of that on the outside. I loved it.

✨"No matter what happens, no matter how far you seem to be away from where you want to be, never stop believing that you will somehow make it. Have an unrelenting belief that things will work out, that the things that you desire may not happen today, but they will happen. CONTINUE TO PERSIST AND PERSEVERE."✨ #wisdom #loveforknowledge #persist #perseverance #knowitinyourheart #yougotthis #livehumbly #laughoften #lovedeeply #lovedowntoyourcore (at Corriganville Regional Park)

Extra grateful for everything life has to offer, more so with each & every day. It's *such* an exciting feeling 🌻 Also feeling a strong desire to travel & it permeates my entire being, all the while loving <just as much> exactly where I am at right now. Balance is key ☯ ☀"You think of yourselves as humans searching for a spiritual awakening, when in fact you are spiritual beings attempting to cope with a human awakening. Seeing yourself from the perspective of the spirit within will help you to remember why you came here and what you came here to do."☀ #loveforknowledge #feelinggrateful #lifeiswhatyoumakeit #immensegratitude #appreciation #awakening #live #lovelovelove (at Victory Trailhead)

The man I fall in love with must love books. He must have first hand knowledge of a book's ability to manufacture whole new realities and to change a person, even in a span of mere hours. He must understand the feeling I get after I finish a novel--that disjointed, anxious feeling which makes me pace around the room or sit still against a wall. He must be able to learn from books; to let his thoughts evolve; to identify with that which he knows to be make believe and in turn allow it to affect that which he knows to be real. He must know how books are invaluable to a human being's soul--my soul. The man I fall in love with must love books in order to love me.