#ImpulsiveThoughts

[gui2arts]

Impulsive Thoughts. Art inspired by this Facebook Post.

[phxntomsdusk]

i dyed my hair pink ..

it was blonde and blue before

#impulsivethoughts

[moonplantgirl]

Hello everyone nice to meet you! Today I purposely flopped on the floor and pretended I broke my ribs

#impulsivethoughts

[randomandparadox]

Things that makes me go awwww

Saw a man enter the train from Araneta Center Cubao station with his son. There’s an empty space in the seat and the man let his son, who is about 3-4 years old I guess, sit and he’ll just stand. But his son whined and wants him to sit down and he’ll just sit on his father’s lap. So the man did it so.

I smiled as I stared at them. I just realized how much a father really loves his children or how a parent really loves their children. They’re ready to sacrifice their own convenience for the sake of their children. If my daddy and I were in that situation, I am sure he would do the same.

Also touched when the son exclaimed “Daddy upo ka, kakapit na lang ako sayo.” If only everybody cares for their parents as much as that child does. ❤

[jaythegent]

We all say that we are cut differently, but we never acknowledge our smoothen areas; our places where we’ve been humbled and those that actually groomed us in our quiet time. What you should see, is beauty. What you should see, in me, is beauty. You and I are a treasure but it takes one who’s once been crushed before, to acknowledge so. You may have been cut differently, but I was crafted; what you see, can’t be duplicated or imitated. I am a 1:1, so see me that way. Respect was a name given by my ancestors, because they were broken into pieces, for my wholeness. They had to deal with the “pressures” that made me a Fine individual. Oh yeah, you can’t help but notice me. I may be made up in a mortal body, but who I am can’t be touched.. I’m a piece, only a master could make...

..Remember that.

[littleartandwritings]

Your words

aged like fine wine to me,

forever etched into my heart

the words you wrote to me

the words you wrote for me

locked up and sealed in my head

the scent of the ink from your pen

your love for me, your lust for me.

In those letters, its forever safe

the existence of your love,

immortalized in words

today and tomorrow and forever

I sleep, with a smile on my face.

[littleartandwritings]

The only way in which we arrive at peace with our mortality and fragility is by gazing at nature which is constant and immortal. After death, we join this immortal journey alongside nature. We do not have to gaze at anything anymore.

Yes, I doodled this today morning. xD

[littleartandwritings]

Making it through.

Everyone is doing something. Wrong. People are going through similar things that you are going through right now. They are feeling isolated and lonely just like you. They are confused and frustrated on where their life is heading, just like you. We are living in times that cannot be considered normal. Conflicts still exist, people are still cruel. But here we are, surviving in the middle of an epidemic. It is alright. We all are feeling the same way. Just making it through the day in a slightly different manner.