posted February 5th, 2023 at 2:13 AM
I don't remember when I shattered. Yet with each step, I am becoming more aware of the clinking pieces clashing together. What to be done with this deconstructed vessel. In one world I am already discarded rubble. Yet in another realm of thought, rehabilitation is readily accepted, even celebrated. Each wound mended in gold until whole.
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Feb 8, 2023 at 7:47pm
I can tell that you’re a frustrated writer / poet. You have been using this forum a lot lately. Your style is easy to identify. Maybe find another outlet? Take a writing course, try submitting some things to publishers?
Feb 9, 2023 at 7:40am
That's just your body falling apart, your mind and soul always continues to excell and learn and love.
Feb 9, 2023 at 8:11pm
Nah, these posts are great to come across. A diamond amidst all the blaming and whining.
Thanks OP. I’ve been thinking a lot about kintsugi as a more honest alternative to the endless search for a “pure,” whole version of the self that may not in fact exist.
Keep shining your veins of gold <3
Feb 10, 2023 at 2:55am
What's the point of letting the body fall apart over time, though? All of the resources, relationships, learning, and nurturing that went into raising a human being, and all of their future potential as embodied beings, just abruptly cut off and killed. It's kind of tragic, in my eyes - as well as unnecessary.
Feb 11, 2023 at 2:58pm
I'm not saying just let the body fall apart.
It's called old age and it's a natural part of the human existence, from the first day of your birth you are aging.
I'm saying I don't feel the mind ages like the body does. That's what I'm saying !
It's different, although the mind learns and experiences and grows, it really stays the same . Not like the body that withers and decays and eventually dies. The mind and the soul lives on in eternal youth.
One woman's thoughts and I can have my damn views :)
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