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Ode to Clarissa Pinkola Estés - A Woman

A woman always crave to be free

A woman always desire to cross boundaries

A woman always seek shelter to call her home

Neither Gold painted walls of palace

Nor big scary castle for her doom

A woman always dream of woods

A woman always believe in her roots

A woman always gaze at the moon

Cherishing thousand of lives she's touched

passing on the folktales of women

by women

to women.

_NS

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Breathe. You got this. 

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The difference between people is simple. Some see Medusa as the monster, others see Poseidon. Some see the Minotaur as the monster, others see Minos. It depends on who is telling the myth, and who is listening. Some prefer the obvious, others know the insidious speaks louder than most things.

Nikita Gill, Excerpts from Maidens, Myths and Monsters

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I’ve always said that the world is a different place for the heartbroken. It moves on a different axis, at a different speed. Time skips backwards and forwards fleetingly. The heartbroken might go through thousands of micro-emotions a day trying to figure out how to get through it without picking up the phone to hear that old familiar voice. In the land of heartbreak, moments of strength, independence, and devil-may-care rebellion are intricately woven together with grief, paralyzing vulnerability and hopelessness. Imagining your future might always take you on a detour back to the past. And this is all to say, that the next album I’ll be releasing is my version of Red.

Musically and lyrically, Red resembled a heartbroken person. It was all over the place, a fractured mosaic of feelings that somehow all fit together in the end. Happy, free, confused, lonely, devastated, euphoric, wild, and tortured by memories past. Like trying on pieces of a new life, I went into the studio and experimented with different sounds and collaborators. And I’m not sure if it was pouring my thoughts into this album, hearing thousands of your voices sing the lyrics back to me in passionate solidarity, or if it was simply time, but something was healed along the way.

Sometimes you need to talk it over (over and over and over) for it to ever really be… over. Like your friend who calls you in the middle of the night going on and on about their ex, I just couldn’t stop writing. This will be the first time you hear all 30 songs that were meant to go on Red. And hey, one of them is even ten minutes long.

Red (Taylor’s Version) will be out November 19.

https://taylor.lnk.to/RedTaylorsVersion

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Young Love,

how amatuer we make it sound.

This phrase has its rejuvenating essence. the phase in which spending future together

is a promise of forever.

Imagining the house to built together is something like dreams living in four walls

calling home.

The holding hands is the most intimate thing one ever felt in life

and the forehead kiss is the warmth not even fire in hearth could provide.

It's like love is young and in its prime time.

It's mostly underrated but something everyone yearn and decide to call it otherwise.

Young Love,

how amatuer we make it sound.

_ns

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Philocalist (n.)

lover of beauty;

someone who finds and appreciates beauty in all things.

She has this way to see things. Sometimes, it's amusing. Mostly offending. But she doesn't care. Beauty never came with standards anyways. It just happen to be trait everyone owns. Few know it. Few fear to believe. Many whenever reminded, shoo it away. But she never find anything that's never not beautiful. She likes the shining sun on the afternoon and the wolf in her worshipping crescent of the moon at night. She likes the daisy swaying in the wind on the backyard and the jasmine adoring on her mother's braid. You know what the list will go on and on. But are you the one ready to see it?

_ns

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we lost a little every day, there's never gain.

we live a moment once and it becomes memory.

we live present and another moment it's history.

if you ask what we lost all along,

and i'd say a little bit of ourselves every day.

we leave our legacy.

🤍

_ns

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I took a wrong turn and didn't stop. In fact, I keep moving. Without knowing where this path will lead me to and it became all over more exciting when i realized i don't know, in literal sense. So, now when i keep moving, it doesn't make sense where I'm going to as long as I won't stop. Maybe for a little while, to adore bunch of daisies, i can slow my pace a little for that.

_ns

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Relatable?

if yes!

then understand loneliness is a state of mind. we think we have no one because that's what we believe deep within and even if someone wants to be close to us, our inhibitions never let them.

yeah, it's okay to be lonely sometimes. in loneliness, in fact, we find ourselves. but it's not okay to let that state of mind affect your social life. remember there are people around you who actually care about you. sometimes, it's someone saving you a seat or someone packing you a lunch or someone having walk by your side to home or someone greeting you morning or someone tagging you in the memes, i can go on and on about it to only make you realize that all you have to take one step and trust me there's always someone who will take all the steps for you.

that someone's not stranger. it's someone on the list. all you have to do is to pay a little close attention and have a faith.✍️

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“They promise me the world will keep on spinning without you, but honestly, that is what worries me most.”

— Beau Taplin

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look at this.

look at us.

how silent it is,

of what they cry aloud.

_ns

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आज भी कागज़ के पन्नो पे तेरा नाम जोड़ लेती हूँ अपने नाम के साथ,

किस्मत नहीं पर स्याही तो मेरे हक़ में खूब है।

_ns

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under the moonlight, i might have not seen the lines beneath his eyes when our laughter buzzed in the air but my neck warmed up when he touched mine to make sure.

_ns

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January

In four walls,

you build home

with bricks, woods, cement

and glass, to make it strong.

In three miles,

i sweat tears and pride

bare foot, i ran through woods,

with hope in my mind.

In two steps,

the threshold will be passed,

if only you call me inside

and tell me that home isn't home

if I'm not by your side.

In one thud,

you proved me wrong,

and i finally learnt that January is the season of unrequited love song.

which I keep singing to you,

shame on me, to keep singing to you.

~ _ns

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“Human’s almost always listen to react, they rarely actually listen to what is being said. Therefore we hear what people tell us, but we don’t really listen”

- 3am overthinker