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灵魂之核, 四处漂泊

You are the air I breathe You are the air I breathe Still you move inside of me You are the song I sing With every breath I breathe With every song I sing I want to shout it out Lord if you are listening To every word you speak I’ll go where you will lead to love the least of these My greatest offering -Spirit Speaks, by Know Hope Collective Often times different people act differently in different situations. In English classes, we are told to find unifying themes in the different literature we read when the different plots and story lines can be so drastically different from each other. love, good v evil, hypocrisy, corruption, historical memoir, social dystopia, environmental issues, animal cruelty, gender/class clash etc. These themes are reflected within us. I find that by being human, I have a lot of contradicting qualities within me that makes me act different in different situations with different people. It is hard to reconcile all the contradicting parts of my self, just like how it’s hard to sometimes make sense, to unite different voices when it is evident everyone holds different perspectives in the world. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why it is so hard to find common ground among different people—because people themselves have a hard time making sense of themselves. No one can just represent one thing. Everyone has different aspects and sides to them, whether they are deemed “good” or “bad”. What if some things just can’t be reconciled? You’re not always a good person, and you’re not always a bad person. Hypocrisy comes in when you try to be both. I have always struggled internally of trying to find myself, to identify myself as what type of person. In a certain part of my life, I am a quiet and shy, trying not to cause any trouble to anyone. In another part of my life, I am outspoken and angry, hurting and trampling on other people. How do I reconcile these contradictory parts of me? Who is me? Sometimes I pray In life yearning endlessly for a passion that I can hold that I can taste for a change to blur Reaching in a daze

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