Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift.
- Mary Oliver, Thirst
Someone I loved gave it to me. The darkness was actually disillusionment, disappointment, and despair. The box was full of meanness, lies, and deceit. The first thing I did with this box was glorify it. I gave it pride of place in my emotional world. I let it consume my thoughts, my heart, and my mind. Every so often, when I was feeling at my most vulnerable, I opened it up and peered into the darkness, where I would wail and cry in despair, pitying myself for being dealt such a dark and horrible blow. Time passed, and I found myself opening the dark box less often.
Sometimes, I was just too busy with other things to spend the time I knew the darkness required. Other times, I simply didn’t have the energy to deal with all those dark emotions. Eventually, I was just bored with the dark box and it’s perpetual whining.
Then came the day that my thoughts drifted toward the darkness, and I realized the dark box was no longer there. For a few frenzied moments, my mind searched for it, but I simply could not conjure it up. A deep sigh of relief welled within me, and I knew the darkness was gone for good. In it’s place was a very quiet sense of understanding. peace, and forgiveness, a sensation that I had never before known, but one I wanted very much to store up and treasure. At one time or another, life will hand each one of us a box full of darkness. It’s important to keep that box around for a while – but not for too long. Buried deep inside this box is a wealth of insight, compassion, and self-awareness. When you dig deeply enough to reach this layer, you’ve found the real buried treasure – the true gift that’s hidden in the darkness.
The longer I stand here The louder the silence I know that you're gone but sometimes I swear I hear Your voice when the wind blows So I talk to the shadows Hoping you might be listening But I know that you can't hear me any more
everything is broken ... you can see in people faces ,
every single one of them .
but you see . . . that's also how the light gets in .
so don't you give up .
Cause real Darkness, is something more than just a lack of light.
before i say something in here,i guess it may be normal to everyone , but i have been feeling broken . I think people have problems like everybody else , i am not talking about problems . i felt this emptiness and i couldn't figure it out why i was so blocked out . why i haven't been able to shoot for almost a year .
this shooting today was very different from any of what i had experienced . Veronika helped me in something i haven't been able to feel , something very personal . . .
... as you look over my gallery , you will see a lot of changes and seasons, but nothing quite like today . i was looking into the shooting today , i recognized something quite not visible to the eyes .
and there it was .
h o p e .
i wish i could say it was all along but ,it was not . it absence was very much missed .
i know for the watcher for now on somethings will change , some people might leave , some people might like it . i have been using some new techniques over those new photos you are about to see.
"We had a dream that we would always be best friends."
- Ginger & Rosa
this is a feeling we all had right ? one of our first ones in this world . and if only this could came true at least , life wouldn't such as much . but see , most of the time , our best friends last only for so long .
i used to have an old friend , the kind that knows everything in your life cause he was there while everything was happening , that help me solve it as much as i help him . that was simply there ,mutual .
and then life happens . i found new ones . but i wish someone knew me right from the beginning . i miss that , the " i know you only by your looks" i can read you . ..
" ... it was nice to be alone, a relief to stare dejectedly out the window at the sheeting rain and let just a few tears escape .When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations... ... it’s not so unreasonable to grieve when it comes to an end...."
there is a place that i like to invite you all ,it will be my home from now on . this is a new artistic community called 500px . i am in here jyoujo on 500px.com
You don’t even have to introduce yourself if you don’t want to, i don’t need an a/s/l, we don’t have to do the “hey whats up” thing, you can just say “so at school yesterday this idiot said…” in my note box and I will gladly converse with you. Like seriously I will just talk to you like we’re best friends.
He tried to tell you what it is, but you ignored him. I understand why. You don't want to look at anyone's pain. The trouble is, when you try to avoid it, you stop helping. People end up alone. Help kind of moves around. Like... light. Even a little bit is good.