@onceinablueesea.bsky.social
This chill morning would be melted and moulded into something, anything - that could be alright.
10.12.2024 00:56 — 👍 3 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0A portrait, a song, a worn out jeans that I still keep from my friend, a normal breakfast, a simple smile - everything that makes this meaninglessness tolerable.
10.12.2024 00:56 — 👍 5 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0To wake up and feel something, anything is what I need right now. I can't feel all the emotions that resides and reduces me to not the person I'm.
10.12.2024 00:56 — 👍 4 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0Paperback books are like velveteen rabbits — there to be loved and squeezed and read and stuffed into shoulder bags and left in the sun and read again until there's nothing left but the best kind of memories
09.12.2024 14:31 — 👍 12195 🔁 1188 💬 278 📌 80It’s the time of the year when people do popular lists, best book of the year or album of the year etc. If you made art, books, poetry, music, in 2024, you made beauty in a world on fire, in chaos, grief, with a broken heart, well done, it is resistance, rebellion, and I love you for it. Thank you
03.12.2024 15:49 — 👍 173 🔁 37 💬 9 📌 3சாளர இடுக்கின் வழியே
சகஜமாக நுழைகிறது
கதிர் ஒளி..
என் பாவங்களை
பரிசுத்தம் செய்ய வந்த
பேரொளி அது..
மன்னிப்பிற்கு பிறகு
மீண்டும் பாவங்களுக்கு
தயாராகும் சாதாரண
மனிதன் நான்..
5 songs I listened today 25/11/24 :
youtu.be/uAR_ChUH5TE?...
One of my very favorite poems to share. I hope that some of you are reading this for the first time. #poetry
24.11.2024 22:56 — 👍 369 🔁 95 💬 28 📌 7Thanks Kavya 🫂
24.11.2024 17:20 — 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0App maari vanthalum aal maaralaye (thirundhala) 😔
24.11.2024 17:19 — 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0I wish I could cease to exist sigh
24.11.2024 15:50 — 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 3 📌 0Sirikaatha nee 😒
24.11.2024 12:33 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0Vaada vaa 😏
24.11.2024 10:38 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0What radicalized you? Comrade, I was told "Sharing is caring" as a child.
22.11.2024 14:38 — 👍 6213 🔁 778 💬 285 📌 59Mine too 🥰
24.11.2024 02:25 — 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0cats lowkey relatable as shit like yea bro meow
24.11.2024 00:50 — 👍 1275 🔁 296 💬 19 📌 7I Worried Mary Oliver I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and if not how shall I correct it? Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven, can I do better? Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows can do it and I am, well, hopeless. Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it, am I going to get rheumatism, lockjaw, dementia? Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing. And gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning. and sang.
Blueesea in bluesky🩵
24.11.2024 02:07 — 👍 5 🔁 0 💬 2 📌 0