My own people say that all of my sadness I’ve feigned, but what you feel inside often is very hard to explain, and now I’ve become accustomed to the dark clouds, the pellets of frozen rain, the dryness of the cold winds that has burned my face, do I ever want the storm to abate.

In a sense we are all larvas and this world our cocoon, our chrysalis. Sometimes what you’re going through requires isolation, a process that comes with a lot of pain.
The cells in your body will be working towards change, towards rebuilding themselves.
So whether it be mental, emotional, spiritual, or even physical, remember that it is a process of cultivation, a process of development and reshaping of the self. And so in this moment you’re enveloped by darkness, but it is in this darkness that you shall find the light, and it is here that you shall develop your wings and consciously break though and transform into your higher self, the butterfly.

Light a candle in the dark and lead yourself to the light, when you’re there blow it out and see the hell in this life, you’re surrounded by darkness under the spell of the night, but even in total blackness shines the smallest of lights.

The soul was created by the ego, because even after death, it can not accept not existing anymore.
If you ask me, not even the flesh itself should make you substantial, not even if you cast a shadow.

Imagine life as a movie, the sun as the flash of a camera, earth as a scene on which you perform, and the stars like eyes gazing in wonder, do your best, and expose the beauty of your artistry, the whole universe is watching.

We could imagine life and death as day and night, being awake annd going to sleep. Throughout our active lives we go through a lot mentally, physically and emotionally, so it is only right that we must close our eyes when the night comes, it is only right that we must die, in life only death could ever give us true rest.

My dear friend, do not seek perfection, it is but an illusion, a man made mirage.
They say a gem can not be polished without friction, but a gem is already beautiful whatever form or shape it has taken, it does not need polishing or friction to become more alluring, and to who?
What are these standards, do not force yourself one way, when all ways are possible, you do not have to trim your branches, do not cut off your limbs, each petal, each leaf is beautiful whatever way they have chosen to grow, cherish these offshoots and do not be ashamed of them, these are not your flaws, they are part of your ever being, do not let the fixing become a fixation, there’s nothing wrong with you, only right.