#SleeplessThoughts

[sleeplesscitiies]

October is over, why is spooky season continuing through November??

[verseandvisionchronicles]

Shadows of Solitude: A Dance with Fear in the Cold Embrace of Night

In the hushed depths of the night, where shadows pirouette in sync with elusive echoes of silence, a profound and haunting fear dwells. It's the dread of succumbing to slumber within the darkness, where the frigid tendrils of isolation cocoon the delicate threads of consciousness. In this realm of obsidian, the absence of warmth becomes an ally to the chilling solitude permeating the essence of existence.

The darkness, an abstract canvas daubed with the ink of the unknown, stretches boundlessly into the recesses of the mind. A void that murmurs secrets untold, whispers reverberating through the corridors of a restless soul. As night descends, it transforms into an inky ocean, vast and impenetrable, solace found solely in the company of one's own thoughts.

Within the icy clasp of solitude, the mind assumes the role of a reluctant voyager, navigating the expansive uncertainties. Every stride into the abyss is met with a shiver, an acknowledgment of the chilling reality—no one to share the journey, no witness to the silent unraveling of the self.

Coldness transcends physicality, becoming a spectral presence weaving into the fabric of emotions. The icy touch of loneliness, a tangible reminder of the widening void with each fleeting moment. The fear of utter aloneness, bereft of companionship, manifests as frost settling upon the heart, numbing its beats beneath the weight of isolation.

As night advances, darkness deepens, and coldness heightens, a yearning emerges—a desperate crave for a warm hand to grasp, for a comforting presence amid vast emptiness. Yet, the abyss persists, and the fear endures, casting a lingering shadow over dreams unfolding in the fragile sanctuary of sleep.

Thus, in the intangible weave of darkness and coldness, the apprehension of drifting into slumber finds its origin—an elusive unease surpassing the tangible, delving into the complexities of the human soul. It lingers, casting a subtle pallor over waking hours, a silent plea in the quiet of the night—a heart beating in solitude, yearning for a dawn promising the warmth of connection in the vast enigma of the unknown.

[esraaemohamed]

اوقات بيبقي كل اللي محتاجه ان يكون عندك حد

يسمعك

يستحمل مزاجيتك

يفهمك و انت ملخبط

يحتويك وقت عصبيتك

يقدر اوقات اكتئابك

يقبلك زي ما انت بعيوبك او علي الاقل يتعامل معاها ميحاولش يغيرك

هتقدر تكون انت الحد ده في حياة شخص تاني و انت اكتر واحد محتاج ده ف حياتك ؟

اعتقد حاجة من اتنين اما ان ده سبب يخلينا في علاقتنا مع اي حد اننا منتعشمش او نستني منهم اي حاجة

او ان ده سبب يخلينا نحاول نكون "معطائين" اكتر في علاقتنا

[therealher1993]

4am.

Love. The most raw, exhilarating, heart quenching love will bring you to your knees. It’s not always butterflies, but beestings of sacrifice. Jumping off of cliffs with no certainty of how high you may fall or of the cloud you feel destined to safely land upon.

The only love I’ve ever known was mad, spontaneous, and nearly killed me. He was my poison and I was his safe place. Loving an addict is and has been the scariest, most exhausting, and just plain sad journey I’ve ever embraced so whole heartedly. I’ve given everything I have and he’s taken more than I ever imagined I was capable of giving. Months without talking, writing and waiting for letters, with phone calls here and there.

Tonight. Or this morning, rather. I lie sleepless at 4am praying for the day he might return the love I’ve ever so softly instilled within him– time after time again. He ran off, but, me, I’ve always stayed. I pray for the day he is able to be with me…really “be” with me. And walk with me in faith and in hope. I ask myself if there will ever come a day where he pushes me to the front of the line. Actually pushes me; show not tell.

I found my soul mate nearly four years ago and no matter where we end up, he will always be just that. Seeing him scares me more than I can express, but if I run…I will never know if he would have been there to catch me. It’s always been hard to look at him, but even more hard to look away.

“The only remedy for my insomnia is the thought of feeling you in my dreams.” I have and continue to learn many things throughout this process, but as of now, the main thing I’ve learned is that you cannot choose who you love. When it’s real, it’s real, and you fight through storms and climb over boulders to make it work. It’s never going to be easy, but nothing worth having is easy after all. So, here’s to love and patience. Jesus says love is patient and kind, so through His grace…I will wait…I will wait…and I will wait. @therealher1993

[hoseokssunshineblog]

Yikes

That’s all I will say right now. Yeah. 

[sleeplessthoughs-blog]

Is Religion a biggest lie...?

“Religion and Government are simply sides of the same coin” …. a quote that keeps ringing in my head since few years now.. perhaps from one of the zeitgeist movies.

I went into argument with this though just now. As I perceive, all government systems are fundamentally corrupt. Does this mean that religion too…..??? Am I unwillingly teaching my own consciousness how to get more and more corrupt through my prayers and rituals? 

Let me put my thought bubble in simple words. You make small sin… you atone it during bedtime prayer, well mostly in your mind. Make it little bigger, you atone in temples and churches….confessions….offereings….vrats.

Chain goes on….Make that sin bigger than your life….Oh wait…. We just got huge donations for our temple. Make it enormous sin…Oh…isn’t that thing a biggest ‘Dham’ in this country built recently???

So question here is, Does religion teach you corruption OR religion itself is a fruit of corrupt mindsets of noble earthy people?

For time being,and at least for me, its both. More i dwell in religion, more I learn how to atone in different ways… and more I get corrupt in my own consciousness. Hence, from this moment forward, i stop dwelling into any form of defined religion,period

Every religious person i’ve seen have one thing in common. More religious they appear, more sinful their “karma” get… In their minds or in their actions… In their past if not in their present….In their subconscious if not visible on their face. 

Ok. Religion is out. What next? What to fill this void in my mind with? Wait…. I know this ever since i was a kid, that your “Karma” is in fact the absolute “Dharma/Religion”. Let me try to write last few lines on this before stretching myself on writing first ever thought bubble.

Your past and current Karma depicts your future life events. That’s it, more you try to keep your current karma aligned to one the gunas ( sattvik, rajas or tamas ), more it bundles itself in form or your Dharma…aka religion. If you need to change something or to atone for, simply work on your Karma, period. And yes, next time you blame someone for bribery (religious or monetary), look within.

[sticksnstoned420-blog]

I’ll never understand how someone could ignore me for days but claim to be terrified to lose me. You weren’t scared of losing me per-say, you were scared of losing someone who loved you so much that they let you treat them like an option when they should have been treated like a choice.

[unsleepingmind-blog]

Im the beast, it's too late, Im calling #newart #snapseed #thoughts #sleeplessthoughts #sleepless  #nocturn #sleepless #photooftheday #potd #instaquotes #instathoughts #collage #surreal #surrealism #reality #imagination #creativeediting #photomanipulation #contemporaryart #layover #beast

[awaldirahman]

Think #1: Produktif Berkarya

Dewasa ini, kita dihadapkan dengan keberagaman akan banyak hal. Salah satunya adalah keberagaman platform menulis —guna mengasah dan mengembangkan kemampuan meramu aksara. Ada Blogger, Medium, Steller, Storial, Wattpad, Wordpress, Tumblr yang kita gunakan saat ini, dan masih banyak lainnya.

Sangat disayangkan, apabila platform yang sebegitu terbuka lebarnya untuk mewadahi gagasan, perasaan, serta pengalaman kita disia-siakan begitu saja. Toh, hitung-hitung sumbangsih terhadap peningkatan tingkat literasi bangsa Indonesia di mata dunia.

Miris jika berbicara tentang fakta. Berdasarkan hasil penelitian The World’s Most Literate Nation yang dilakukan oleh Central Connecticut State University (2016), menempatkan Indonesia di urutan ke-60 dari 61 negara sebagai negara dengan tingkat literasi atau minat baca rendah. Indonesia persis berada di bawah Thailand (59) dan di atas Bostwana (61). [1]

Dengan keberagaman platform menulis yang ada, diharapkan bisa jadi pemicu atau tantangan tersendiri bagi pegiat pena untuk lebih produktif lagi dalam berkarya. Syukur-syukur bisa jadi sebuah buku. Pada akhirnya, dinikmati oleh khalayak ramai dan turut andil dalam memperbaiki literasi bangsa. *Lalu merenung diri karena belum terbitin buku*

Sederhananya, saya pun memutuskan untuk bergabung dengan Tumblr karena ingin berkarya lebih giat lagi. Terlepas dari saya yang juga berkarya di laman pribadi, awaldirahman(dot)com. Kesan pertama yang timbul ketika kali pertama membuka Tumblr pun adalah saya pikir ini merupakan wadah antologi rasa nih. “Keren-keren dan deep sekali nih” pikir saya. Lambat laun, lebih dari itu saya dibukakan lagi bahwa banyak penulis hebat lahir berawal dari Tumblr. Wah, semakin termotivasi dibuatnya.

Satu hal, mengingat pesan yang disampaikan oleh salah satu role model saya dalam berkarya (public speaking dan menulis), Pandji Pragiwaksono. “Bikin dulu aja, lalu bikin yang lebih baik.” pesannya. See? Power dari pesannya begitu kuat ya? Menghilangkan pola pikir kalau berkarya tuh harus ini dulu, harus itu dulu. Tetapi, berkarya ya hanya dengan langsung memulai project karyanya tanpa ba-bi-bu. Iya sesimpel itu.

Harapannya, semoga saya bisa tertular energi positif berkarya rekan-rekan Tumblr terdahulu. Entah dalam meracik kata, mengolah rasa, hingga menjadi sebuah mahakarya. Karya yang abadi. Karya yang sarat akan manfaat bagi penikmatnya.

Sekian. Terima kasih. Semangatku, semangat berkarya. Karena itu yang aku suka. Rawr!

Salam berkarya, Awaldi Rahman. awaldirahman.com

Sumber: [1] http://edukasi.kompas.com/read/2016/08/29/07175131/minat.baca.indonesia.ada.di.urutan.ke-60.dunia

[malditatothemax]

'There's always a wild side to an innocent face' #SleeplessThoughts #ArtsyLangBesh

[jocelynyvette9]

Should I believe in marriage? Everyone's marriage around me is a failure. It is not to say I will follow the wave. However, is there a scientific explanation behind all of these divorces or failed attempts? Love is a drug. A chemical in our mind. In our hearts, some may say.. our history, our world is based on change. Our humanity is based on unsteadiness. So, therefore, could it be.. that we love someone for a long time and eventually our brian chemically starts asking for a different drug ? .. or are ppl just being lazy. Love is a commitment. It is not a constant feeling of being in love. It ia lovey days and some not so lovey days. Are ppl being lazy to remind themselves why they chose that person. Are ppl simply being lazy to put effort in their love .. or is it something that is inevitable? #sleeplessthoughts

[summerxnxghts]

janurary 2nd 12:51 am i miss you

- (via sleeplessthoughts)

[msmercurymoon]

Sleepless thoughts

As much as I hate this sinking feeling in my heart. As much as it has hurt, I can’t help but think that I’m so blessed to have had a love that hurts this much to lose. To have my heart fighting to cleanse itself of it because it was really that pure and true. Because it really touched the deepest and darkest parts of my heart. Because it was beautiful. It might be confusing, frustrating or maybe a little twisted. But it’s how I feel. It’s better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. As much as it hurts I’m so grateful. I’m blessed to have experienced a love like that.

[unsleepingmind-blog]

Let's ignite our soul to the next stage #thoughts #sleeplessthoughts #sleepless #sleeplessminds #lifelessons #motivation #inspiration #lifechallenges #beautifullife #amazinglife #colorfullife  #nocturn #sleepless #photooftheday #potd #instaquotes #instathoughts #collage #surreal #surrealism #reality #imagination #creativeediting #photomanipulation #contemporaryart #quoutesoflife #QuoteoftheDay #ignite #soul

[kelboho]

why is it so often that those who are temporary leave us with the most permanent damage? sleepless thoughts no. 2