| — | Rumi (via nirvikalpa) |
I am a New Zealand artist/photographer/crafter who is currently starting out and trying to find my place in the world.
Opeth — Harvest
Stay with me a while, rise above the vile
Name my final rest, poured into my chestPledge yourself to me, never leave me be
Sweat breaks on my brow, given time ends nowSpirit painted sin, embers neath my skin
Veiled in pale embrace, reached and touched my faceInto the orchard, I walk, peering way past the gate
Wilted scenes for us who couldn’t wait
Drained by the coldest caress, stalking shadows ahead
Halo of death, all I see is departure
Mourner’s lament, but it’s me who’s to martyr
(Release your grip and let me go into the night)
When something’s bothering me, or I feel off, I always say, “Sleep will cure this. I’ll wake up tomorrow with a fresh mind.” But I find now that that’s often not the case. The negative feelings linger from the day before; nothing changes, and I’m left with the bitter aftertaste of last night’s worries. I need some way of ridding myself of those unpleasant feelings, and let things go.
Maybe all I need to do is convince myself to think positively in a time when my mind only wants to think about the negative? I tend to cling too much to misery and distrust. There are three phrases I’m going to use from now on:
Whatever happens, happens. Go with the ebb and flow. Come what may.
| — | Jim Morrison (via showslow) |





