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Rosa Hortus; Capitulum Tribus

I know of a dynamic, an enlivening duality really, that dares not to disappoint so far. A balance that pushes me to believe most inhibited here don’t have either; a saddening concept to this day. Clairvoyance, the moon down below, and Gratitude, the sun up high, work in unison. For you see, Clairvoyance leads, as prior to the land sea and sun, there had to have been thought. She embodies herself with the imaginative wisp of the night sky, asking man to gaze past the stars and into the heart. Gratitude must follow clairvoyance, for a moon with no sun will never shine to the valleys below. Without gratitude, most live a life chained to the ground with wide eyes and even wider palms. For gratitude follows with softer strides and kinder eyes, as he balances out the stars above with the still hum of the land before us, asking us to observe what we have in the present. In conjunction with one another, a harmonious flow reaching the purest of all crescendos shall alert the winged above to open up the clouds, blessing those with the seal of faith. 

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Rosa Hortus; Capitulum Duo

Deer, benevolence embodied in a silhouette of the purest silk, my head nobly nods to you; as we are one of the same. For your antlers have no balance, but merely the chilling knock upon the door of fate at every corner. You strike the ground with the confidence of a hundred stag while preparing to dart a mile a minute. You remain quick for good reason, although tactful, it’s dry ink, for fear drives most that roam the land, air and sea.

Not once have you deserved to be haunted by the demons in thou past, or sought upon by the ones yet to come; a defeating underlining acceptance that one must face, that the birdsong of a blossoming golden rose immersed in flesh and bone of man will inevitably be worn on one’s sleeve for the world. 

May your first battle be still, like the morning dew on a field of faith.

May your next stride be kind, like the gentle glide of a monarch of hope.

And may your last breath be soft, for the race is over.

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Rosa Hortus; Capitulum Unum

Upon multiple encounters throughout the span of my life, I must say beyond all the knowledge and wonder that this world has thus created for me so far, the question of exactly how this planet works will continue to perplex me. Truly, loneliness is an ugly beast, a construct built up by the hero himself. A beast with such might, enough to shush one’s cry like a blanket of snow freshly fallen on the valley below. For you see, loneliness is the only beast that has no avatar; the beast of scarcity itself really. The other battles you may face in life will always have a being to overcome, constructed by one’s mind based on the environment, development and circumstance given to each man. For the beast of ego sits high upon a throne, panelled with towering mirrors that surpass the clouds up high, searching the depths of one’s soul like a never ending cascade. Or the oppressor of faith, a solemn man of many masks, for which doubt works truly in mystery. A never ending compelling war one must face, as he whispers to the dark places of one’s mind, allowing you to slash and burn anything you have set ahead of you blindly. But loneliness battles with no one but yourself. To walk onto a battle ground prepared to fight, only to discover you are alone in the courtyard, and yet still expected to walk away triumphant.

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Palladas, tr. by Tony Harrison, from “The Greek Antholohy and Other Ancient Epigrams,”

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“You deserve good things, and I want to be one of them.”

— Ellen Hopkins

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I love this aesthetic!

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And I wanna come home to you,

But home is just a room full of my safest sounds,

So come over now and talk me down.

Talk Me Down - Troye Sivan

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I got a beautiful botanical book, printed in 1926. Just look at these lovely illustrations 🌸

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When I hear your voice, I feel safe.

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Why is this so hard, I can’t speak how I feel, I can’t type how I feel, like body just do your job! Yet you look at me once across a Walmart with that smile and it wants to wig out. I still think the Devil is trying to push me off the edge to kill myself, every day the stress builds up, and most importantly, he’s knocking people out of my life, one by one, and he knows that’s the real way to send me, is by taking those I love the most, and removing them. I often feel I’m helpless, that not even God and an army of angels can stop the forces that are pushing me. I almost did, and then I thought of you. I could’ve took another shot, and then I thought of you. I put the knife away, because I thought of you. You, wow I can’t even type, you amaze me. Your smile, your laugh, your heart; I just hope you don’t get sick of me, I’m terrified every thing I say will push you away. Tonight, there were times where I needed to stop everything and take a deep breathe, because my body, heart to be exact, would actually feel like a spasm mixed with 2 energy drinks just by the little things you say and I like, can’t compute the feeling it’s like such a charge of electricity Idk it’s weird, I’m weird idk. Also I’m not typing how I usually do, with character and elegence, because its 5:52 in the morning, though this will be read by no one so I suppose it doesn’t matter too much. I don’t know what is going on in my life, I’m losing my other half, and it breaks my heart every day, I haven’t cried yet, almost at a delta sonic bathroom, but not yet. Because my number 1, my go to, ride or die, coud care less about me..i’m just bopping around with this to be honest. Before I got side tracked, tonight was something else. This girl I’m falling madly for, she and I had such a connection tonight that entices me and scares me all in one subaru. I pray I have the strength to get through this, for you, because deep down I’m dying between my friend, work, life, etc and I don’t like to show you. I don’t like showing you I’m weaker than I pose to be, I don’t like to show you I’m hurting, because you mean the most to me, so if I let you see it, then I have to see it for myself, and I don’t think I can be saved. God you rock my world, my universe, my galaxies and stars beyond belief. It’s 6 am, g o o d m o r n i n g, and my heart is racing, because like every night, you are the last thing on my mind before I sleep, and the first thing I think about in the morning. And also, my stomach is curdling, because I’m so scared of where I am in life right now. Thank you Britney for the background music. What even is this fucking post lmao “I love everything about you, I’m surprised I’m not dead, life is bad, I still really love everything about you” like tf what is wrong with me. Earlier today, I got up very hungover, and got to my car at 2pm and started driving to Taco Bell, and I had the biggest grin on my face, because what did I listen to? The Sound of Sunshine and My Inner Ninja, and I’ve never been happier in my life, phone on 16 percento and not giving a flying f@#$. I’m probably hindering so much by typing all this but, h o n e s t y c a r, minus the car. Do I take a hot shower, do I chug rum before work, do I sing the same song over and over that I wrote, let’s find out next time on Life’s a Burke of chocolates! Ew I’m so dumb I can’t.

You, idek, you are like the creamer to my coffee, (because Im not a monster im not drinking black coffee), the colt 45 to my two zig zags, and literally the apple orchard of my eye, like I can’t put into words, how special you are to me

I’m sorry if anyone is reading this and is like hUh, tHis pOsT mAkes No sEnse, yeah I-no.

Thank you for being everything I could ask for and some

TedTalk over? Me Over?? certainly not the endless nights of driving to PA with a fire in my soul

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Words simply can't describe the urge to drive and never come back, the desire to simply leave it all behind and start over. And then I think of you. Such a fascinating and intricate being who's every move amazes me beyond belief. Every wish I could ever be granted would be to have one moment with you, just one, to show you what I see in you, and take you to watch the stars up above.

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