A Beautiful Mind

Is love really nothing more than what we share with somebody at a fixed point in life? And if so, then why do we ever stop loving someone?

Morphys lag

Vissa människor gillar man, andra gillar man inte. Man undviker oftast de senare, men vill tillbringa tid med de första. Vissa människor gör att man gillar sig själv mer. Andra glömmer en. Oftast händer det senare. Varför sker det som är negativt oftare än allt annat? Ifall man trivs med det som är bra - varför fortsätta med det som är dåligt? Som att sitta på en pedistal, och förneka att man förtjänar det.

The ground

The ground is on fire and everyone can see and everyone is capable of changing and everyone wants to change and nothing is stopping them and nobody is doing anything because we're all stuck and nobody wants to change the burning ground and the only reason for that is that it's easier to complain about their feets being burned than their lungs being destroyed by the smoke or the fire destroring their sense of light and the noise crippling their ears and all I want to do is to be with you.