#entanglements
We’re just being ourselves
We’re not presenting ourselves
on a plate, commodifying ourselves.
We’re refined and pared-back—plain
but with an intriguing complexity.
We’re simple and indestructible,
our diasporic styles, assembled in a frenzy
by spontaneous instinct, need no audience.
You’ll find us in the coffee shops, the libraries
streaming and scrollin’ to unheard, noise-cancelled, beats
or in the bars kickin’—let the music play—I can’t talk much about it.
We’re not overly thought-out, sure, we ruminate, but then we’re
automatic rather than laboured, creative without overthinking.
We’re emotional and immediate, but clearly avoiding
slightly scurrilous ****** entanglements—yeah
—there are reasons. true, true, true, true true.
.
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Songs for this:
Let the Music Play by Papik & Sarah Jane Morris
Soda Pop Confusion by Variety Lab & Kidsaredead
Feb 17, 2025
Feb 17, 2025 at 11:23 AM UTC
Two stars collide.
They're beautiful -
Moving in,
Towards eachother.
You'd think it'd be a beautiful sight.
But when they touch a spark ignites, and
Up in flames goes everything we know.
𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶...
My edges are crooked.
My corners are sharp.
My skin can be rough.
My heart can be dark.
For I am a mourner,
Of all of my lives.
Of all of the pain
That this heart has gained.
𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦...
I do miss you, and I hope
That you can see,
Behind all the trauma...
There is love. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗲.
▪︎mica light▪︎
Jan 26, 2022
Jan 26, 2022 at 6:51 PM UTC
The ignorant runs after pleasure,
Sinks into the entanglements of death...
the wise seek the undying,
And hence found himself.
The knower of self,
the self, which is here, is hereafter;
Hereafter is here.
He who thinks otherwise,
Wanders from death to death.
May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 7:39 AM UTC