It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.

It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.

My manner of thinking, so you say, cannot be approved. Do you suppose I care? A poor fool indeed is he who adopts a manner of thinking for others!
My manner of thinking stems straight from my considered reflections; it holds with my existence, with the way I am made. It is not in my power to alter it; and were it, I’d not do so.
– Donatien Alphonse Francois de Sade
Do not seek approval or change your individuality.

To think is easy. To act is hard. But the hardest thing in the world is to act in accordance with your thinking.


One thing to always remember in life is that you can never go back to change the past, but you can change your future with actions from now. Forget the mistakes of yesterday you cannot change. As long as you live, as long as you’re alive, there is hope for success. Yesterday, last year, ten years ago, 20 years ago is the past. Even the last ten seconds is the past.
All you can do is learn from your mistakes from the past. It’ll help improve your future which can be 20 minutes from now, tomorrow,the next month, next year, 6 years later or 50 years. Or you can just keep waiting foolishly for a time machine. Or Just move on. Your choice.
Memories are thoughts that arise. They’re not realities. Only when you believe that they are real, then they have power over you. But when you realize it’s just another thought arising about the past, then you can have a spacious relationship with that thought. The thought no longer has its grip on you.
Eckhart Tolle
Let me deceive myself,please
For it is much easier this way
Once I enjoy my bowl of lies
Then I will move on again
If the cure to pain is delusion
Aren’t I allowed to have it?
Who am I to act strong?
When I face an impossible truth
They say when your life is falling apart
The end result might be pleasant
But for me,I am too scared to face this
Maybe one day I will look back and laugh
Thinking I was so wrongly afraid
But today,give me my bowl of lies
Since I need it to survive
Then let me have it,please!
Gerbils wheel
She,always getting caught in the gerbil’s wheel
The wheel,a constant loop of pain and sorrow
Always on a constant replay
She lay out her emotions bare but no one there to see
Her heart’s on her sleeve,she cries herself to sleep
She never knew the feeling was possible to be exist
That strong ringing in the heart and belly
The music of dastardly despair and desperation
But there it was;as real as she,glaring her in the face
She had given up hope but still held on so
Maybe the universe had not forgotten her yet
Or maybe it will just take her life still
Ending the sad experience
Of dying everyday.
Love past
How many pages have you wrote her?
The notes that were strung in our hearts
What you used to sing to me
deep in our thoughts,kept away from all
The shared secret we kept for ourselves
Many bitter tales we had but how so sweet were the moments before
Flourishing with memories is the mirror of you in me
The mirror of promise though failed beautifully
Hope and courage,paving out the way or fighting for it drastically drawn out dramas could not begin to tell our tale,
Or the wise ones that existed only in days of old
What should have preceded our wake?
or the closing phase of dusk.