[niggapleaseGTFO]*****,=,e \_ヾ(ᐖ◞ ) ID: b93409 Oct. 16, 2018, 12:18 a.m. No.3494163   🗄️.is 🔗kun

"The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward." ― Steve Maraboli,

[niggapleaseGTFO]*****,=,e \_ヾ(ᐖ◞ ) ID: b93409 Oct. 16, 2018, 12:20 a.m. No.3494176   🗄️.is 🔗kun

It is always the polestar that guides the seaman, whether he cruise under sail or on a steamship. To make headway toward this end, with the means at our command, this is the essential thing, to-day as yesterday; and it is by frequent deviations from our route, that we have confused and complicated our life."

[niggapleaseGTFO]*****,=,e \_ヾ(ᐖ◞ ) ID: b93409 Oct. 16, 2018, 12:28 a.m. No.3494212   🗄️.is 🔗kun

NERUDA ~ SISTEMA SOMBRÍO

System Of Gloom

 

From every one of these days black as old iron,

 

and opened up by the sun like big red oxen,

 

and barley kept alive by air and by dreams,

 

and suddenly and irremediably vanished,

 

nothing has taken the place of my troubled beginnings,

 

and the unequal measures pumping through my heart

 

are forged there day and night, all by themselves,

 

adding up to messy and miserable sums.

 

So that's how, like a lookout gone blind and senseless,

 

incredulous and condemned to a painful watch,

 

facing the wall where each day's time congeals,

 

my difference faces gather and are bound in chains

 

like large, heavy, faded flowers

 

stubbornly temporary, dead already.

 

  • Pablo Neruda

 

Translation by Stephen Kessler

[niggapleaseGTFO]*****,=,e \_ヾ(ᐖ◞ ) ID: b93409 Oct. 16, 2018, 12:35 a.m. No.3494257   🗄️.is 🔗kun

In December,

 

unabated,

 

the tomato

 

invades

 

the kitchen,

 

it enters at lunchtime,

 

takes

 

its ease

 

on countertops,

 

among glasses,

 

butter dishes,

 

blue saltcellars.

 

It sheds

 

its own light,

 

benign majesty.

[niggapleaseGTFO]*****,=,e \_ヾ(ᐖ◞ ) ID: b93409 Oct. 16, 2018, 12:36 a.m. No.3494262   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>4269 >>4332

The moral

 

of my ode is this:

 

beauty is twice

 

beauty

 

and what is good is doubly

 

good

 

when it is a matter of two socks

 

made of wool

 

in winter.

[niggapleaseGTFO]*****,=,e \_ヾ(ᐖ◞ ) ID: b93409 Oct. 16, 2018, 12:37 a.m. No.3494270   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>4275

If you think it long and mad,

 

the wind of banners

 

that passes through my life,

 

and you decide

 

to leave me at the shore

 

of the heart where I have roots,

 

remember

 

that on that day,

 

at that hour,

 

I shall lift my arms

 

and my roots will set off

 

to seek another land.