Sometimes I think
My thoughts
Are also thinking.
Like thoughts inside thoughts.
The life of an ambivert
An ambivert is someone who is neither an introvert nor an extrovert, but somewhere in between. Instead of having a battery that is recharged solely by either social interaction or alone time, it can really depend on the person and the situation. For me, I have more like a double ended battery. I think that’s the best way to describe it.
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Map of time – A poem and illustration
What if
All that was,
Is,
And will be
Is constant?
What if it has all
Already happened
And is happening
Continuously,
Right now,
But each of us is only capable
Of consciously knowing
One spot at a time.
yesterday – some poems, photos and thoughts.
Seeing a place where I spend all my time from above or the outside, really shows me just how small and insignificant I am. I am just a speck. But if every speck is insignificant and I am a speck in a cluster of insignificances, yet together we are significant…
am I really insignificant at all?
Read MoreThe people who complete you.
Journal entry | 31/01/2018 | 8:28pm I think life is really about finding the people who complete you. You can think that you can be happy completely on your own, and you can, but that doesn’t mean you can’t be happier. Humans are made for social interaction. We aren’t made to be solitary creatures. We…
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Messages in bottles – A poem
Just the sight
Of these ominous oceans
Gives me the feeling
That these rocking motions
Are actually
Living in my heart
And my stomach.
Out of place – a short film.
I made a little film featuring some photos I took and some thoughts from today. Here’s the link to the video: https://youtu.be/JgpWJ7VyMg8 And here are some photos featured:
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The eye – A poem
I feel as if I am standing in the eye of a storm
With the eurhythmics of the swirling wind
Shouting in my ears a melody that could only be
Comparable to the sound of ghosts
Howling through my chimneys.
Every second of me – A poem
I would try to forget your touch But could never bring myself To burn the memories I knew I would one day learn to treasure. I am a scrapbook Of everyone’s touches Everyone’s words; compliments Or confidence crushers I am a mix tape Of the songs I sing in the shower And the ones that…
Read MoreThe difference between nice and kind.
Nice is another one of those words, similar to ‘weird‘, that is used so often that it has lost its meaning. There are different words that would be far better fitting to individual situations that we should be using instead of nice. However, I don’t believe that kind is one of those words, as not every nice person is kind, and not every kind person is nice.
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Lauren Kathleen 