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I have the legs of an ostrich, and they carry me well.

I could run forever. Forever seems like a stretch.

I put an ostrich into this poem to save it from extinction.

How about you. Do you have a container for the things

you want to safeguard for the future. The human body

is a nice container. But a box made of plastic will last

much longer. How about you. How eternal are you,

on a scale from one to three. Where two is nothing,

and zero is secret code for the dna of an ostrich.

How eternal is extinction. How lonely is forever.

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History isn’t a single narrative, but thousands of alternative narratives. Whenever we choose to tell one, we are choosing to silence the others.

— Yuval Noah Harari

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You deserve people in your life who understand you at your core. Who don’t have misconceptions about your personality or your intentions. People who not only “get you” but also care about your wellbeing and won’t betray your trust.

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I destroy myself so that there’s nothing left for other people to break

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choose people who choose you.

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ether

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start now. start where you are. start with fear. start with pain. start with doubt. start with what you have. start and don’t stop. you can do it

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Depression is not just sadness. Depression is weight that keeps you in bed. Depression can feel empty, like nothing at all. Depression can be unexplainable. Depression keeps yout stuck. Fun can’t fix it. Instead it isolates you from what you love. Depression is an overwhelming numbness.

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“I don’t know why we long so for permanence, why the fleeting nature of things so disturbs. With futility, we cling to the old wallet long after it has fallen apart. We visit and revisit the old neighborhood where we grew up, searching for the remembered grove of trees and the little fence. We clutch our old photographs. In our churches and synagogues and mosques, we pray to the everlasting and eternal. Yet, in every nook and cranny, nature screams at the top of her lungs that nothing lasts, that it is all passing away. All that we see around us, including our own bodies, is shifting and evaporating and one day will be gone. Where are the one billion people who lived and breathed in the year 1800, only two short centuries ago?”

— Alan Lightman

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8 Things To Quit in 2019

1. Trying to please everyone.

2. Fearing change.

3. Living in the past.

4. Overthinking.

5. Being afraid to be different.

6. Beating yourself up over mistakes.

7. Thinking you’re not good enough.

8. Thinking you have no purpose.

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The loneliness of Earth is a warm thing.

Dinosaurs are doctrines of time & space.

I am in my room. Alone and thoughtless

like fishbones. Who will read my body?

The soil says I want you, but I can wait.

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one day I’m fine and the next day I feel broken again

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by Davide Carovana

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