In my Eras era. đź’…
graves grow no green that you can use.
gwendolyn brooks
Romanticize life. Cherish the little things. Drop compliments. Provide service in disguise. Help people and disappear before they can spot you. Charity remains sacred when its identity is anonymous. Use sticky notes and paste them in the most random spots. Make a vision board for the present age in which you're. Help your neighbours and it doesn't matter whether they reciprocate or not. Water the plants then admire the flowers in your locality.
Visit the nursery. Notice the kids around you. Redefine your definition about life. Redefine yourself. Your existence.
What it must be like
To grow up that beautiful?
With your hair into place like dominos.
(Gold rush by Taylor Swift)
Love is never lost. Just like energy, it is eternal and infinite. This emotion runs through each and every organism, making it immortally universal.
Love transfuses itself into different forms. Sometimes it is as concrete as solid, then again, often acts like the fluid liquid and evaporates in its gaseous variability.
Oh, to have someone to talk to about literature, to dive into pages and analyze, to find meaning in every guise. To have someone to discuss religion and faith with, to question new ideas, and to find solace in what appears. And then there's art, movies and song, to have someone to talk to about films all day long, to share the beauty of a painted sky, or the grace in a dancer’s high. To talk about poetry, about life and love we keep, to find solace in words that rhyme, and to savor every single line. History, its lessons learned, to talk about wars and methods spurned. To learn from the past and plan for future, and to find meaning in every texture. Oh, to have someone to talk to, to share thoughts and ideas anew, and to feel understood in all we do.
Alexander Zverev attends a press conference after defeating Kyle Edmund during the 2018 Rolex Shanghai Masters Men’s Singles Quarterfinals in Shanghai, China
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