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princearoni · 1 day
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head (and body) in the clouds
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artofmaquenda · 3 months
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Ahamkara The Court of Ego series By ArtofMaquenda
Shop: https://www.etsy.com/shop/ArtofMaquenda
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thedesertdove · 9 months
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minthy · 28 days
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The Star Sanses,
with the Map of the soul: 7 song that I think it fits with them, Because I miss 2019.
(forgot to post these doodles here, yay)
Persona: Swap.
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"Actually I’m real good but a little uncomfortable,
I'm still not so sure if I'm a dog or a pig or what else,
But then other people come out and put the pearl necklace on me"
(Truth to be told, I have no idea what "swap sans" really is, He's just... well.. A swap, He doesn't even have a personality the silly, He just is there to fit for the plot of your AUs, heheh, Relatable)
Ego: Dream.
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"I go back every day, To me of yesterday,
To the life of giving up, I let myself go away,
But in this world, you know, There are truths unchanged,
Time rushes ever forward, There's no ifs, buts, or maybes"
(I don't think he can get over what happened, his heart is big and his ego is bigger than to let him ask for guidance and support, man release us)
Shadow: Ink.
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"I wondered everyday how far I'd go,
I came to my senses and I find myself here,
Yeah, hmm, shadow at my feet,
Look down, it's gotten even bigger"
(No matter how great high and mighty he's getting, the more the shadows of his past and constant need for stimulation are driving him to a point of despair and unsatisfaction, get a grip)
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s-a-d-h-u-m-a-n · 6 months
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lazyyogi · 8 months
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The ego says, ‘I shouldn’t have to suffer,’ and that thought makes you suffer so much more. It is a distortion of the truth, which is always paradoxical. The truth is that you need to say yes to suffering before you can transcend it.
Eckhart Tolle
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eldritchenthusiast · 9 months
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That’s gotta be at least a yellow card right
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chui--3 · 5 days
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I hope everyone has read Leviathan, if not, then go, very interesting thing.
I like this EGO design, but i would add more armor, i wanted to do this but im too lazy
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spiritualseeker777 · 4 months
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So true
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389 · 5 months
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In order to be free, you simply have to be so, without asking permission of anybody. You have to have your own hypothesis about what you are called to do, and follow it, not giving in to circumstances and complying with them. But that sort of freedom demands powerful inner resources, a high degree of self-awareness, a consciousness of your responsibility to yourself and therefore to other people. Alas, the tragedy is that we do not know how to be free — we demand freedom for ourselves at the expense of others and don’t want to waive anything of our own for the sake of someone else: that would be an encroachment upon our personal rights and liberties. All of us are infected today with an extraordinary egoism. And that is not freedom; freedom means learning to demand only of oneself, not of life or of others, and knowing how to give: sacrifice in the name of love.
∆ Andrei Tarkovsky, Sculpting in Time
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savedgame · 1 year
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Things from the Flood
Simon Stålenhag
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tumbler-polls · 5 months
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Which of the following statements best describes your sense of identity?
❤️: I'm an individual with a stable, firm sense of identity. I know exactly who I am and can easily define myself. 💛: I'm an individual with a fluid sense of identity that keeps evolving over time. However, there is a "core me" that remains the same, and I have at least a vague idea of who this person is. 💚: My sense of identity is fluid, and I contain multitudes. I am not sure which me is the real me or if there is a real me at all, which causes me a bit of distress. 💜: My sense of identity is fluid, and I contain multitudes. This does not cause me distress as I don't seek to define myself. 🖤: I frequently experience being more of a 'pure awareness' than a person. Oftentimes I find myself observing the world rather than interacting with it. Any identity I take on in this life feels like a mask / a temporary role. 💙: Something else.
Feel free to expand on your choice in the tags/comments :)
Reblog for a bigger sample size!
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tamsoj · 1 year
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Charles Bukowski, "note for my wall," from Slouching toward Nirvana: new poems
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jessroxxo · 5 days
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Summer dress season is nearly here!!1
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psykopaths · 4 months
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The ego suffocates the soul.
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glitterdoll888 · 3 months
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I was reading an old 4d Barbie post, and a familiar question pops up in my mind: "okay, I'm not Vanessa, but when Vanessa has a problem, what do I do then? I can't just not react to it, I have to draw something about it, right?"
Nope. What "I" struggled to understand is that my sense of control over Vanessa's life is totally fake. Besides this whole thing already being fake. I thought I made Vanessa's choices, from what she wears during the day to what she decides to eat, or who she's going to be friends with. But look at "other people". Do you make any choices for them? No, because "you're not them", right?
So I realized, I never made her choices. I never chose anything. I never decided to go to sleep at 5am, or to eat pizza, or to compliment a stranger. All these things, good or bad decisions, were never mine in the first place. I, the REAL me, am simply watching Vanessa make those decisions. But all this time it felt like I was doing things because I identified with Vanessa. I don't identify with Vanessa's mom, so obviously I don't think I'm making her decisions, from her point of view.
And I think this is what it truly means to "have nothing left to do". Because I can't do anything. The only one who can do things is Vanessa, or her mom, her friend, her neighbor, the "other people". But they're all fake concepts. I have nothing to do, because I'm none of them.
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