Oct 11, 2025
Trying to stay up long enough for my food to get here but I’m so weary and frail
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Trying to stay up long enough for my food to get here but I’m so weary and frail
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At times when the strain is too much you want to give up. You feel it is going to kill you, or at least kill the artist in you. But you carry on, mainly because so much and so many are involved, and the day comes when the last shot is in the can and you are surprised to find yourself feeling not happy and relieved, but sad. And you are not alone in this.
Satyajit Ray; Our Films, Their Films
I had a conversation with Sisyphus again. I stood at the foot of the hill, a bit of a distance to it.
As he rolled the boulder up, as I was climbing the hill beside him; he told me, he too gets tired, but never mentions it. He dares not to. It does not do anything, nor does it change something.
He too hopes that it would end—the rolling of the boulder—but as he is cursed to go on, he proceeds to do so. Hope is evil, he claimed. I nodded in agreement.
I get tired too, but never mention it. I don't have the luxury to do so, forced to go on like you. Hope is evil; it damned us all.
But it is not eternal for you, so live if you must. Carry the burden if you must, feel all of it if you must—it is what makes us humane. It is what separates us from the gods.
So he rolled the boulder, to and fro, as a ghost of a smile appeared on his lips, an assurance to proceed, to continue, to go on even if our muscles ache and our joints sometimes swell—for it is but a muscle and a joint—aching, swelling, hurting and thus healing.
I hate it when the anxiety makes no sense. this isnt that bad I'll be okay why am I seconds from throwing up rn
Pressing Toward the Goal
12 Not as though I have already received, or have already been perfected; but I am striving, so that I may also lay hold on that for which I also was laid hold of by Christ Jesus. 13 Brethren, I do not count myself as having attained; but this one thing I do-- forgetting the things that are behind, and reaching forth to the things that are ahead, 14 I press toward the goal for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. — Philippians 3:12-14 | A Faithful Version (AFV) A Faithful Version Bible Copyright © 2007, 2009, 2010, 2011 York Publishing Company. All rights reserved. Cross References: Matthew 5:48; Luke 9:62; Acts 9:5; Romans 8:28; Romans 8:39; Romans 11:29; 1 Corinthians 9:24; Hebrews 6:1
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Headstrong wildness that keeps me going. Even if I know life will win, I can't help but getting up, and getting a few good punches in.
e.v.e. (Fighter)
When twenty-seven independent Trading worlds, united only by their distrust of the mother planet of the Foundation, concert an assembly among themselves, and each is big with a pride grown of its smallness, hardened by its own insularity and embittered by eternal danger - there are preliminary negotiations to be overcome of a pettiness sufficiently staggering to heart-sicken the most persevering.
Isaac Asimov, Foundation and Empire
You don't know what we've been through to find each other. You don't know the Evil that we left behind.
Soman Chainani, from The Last Ever After