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The more I learn, the more I recognize the impossibility of describing, categorizing, and creating a holistic narrative out of life and experience. Applicable to so many fields of study such as linguistics, anthropology, history, philosophy. Granted I’m not a stem person but even within the beauty of those patterns and machinations in mathematics I feel there is something divinely random and unknowable. This idea doesn't make me hopeless. I find the process of capturing this ineffability beautiful.
Mar 28, 2024
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Can’t pigeon hole people. I can hold ten thousand identities and feelings at once.
Today I was overwhelmed with the world and my place in it. it all seemed too big and confusing. We live in such heated times where our identities are put on trial. it’s hard to embrace who you are when you are constantly confronting yourself. There seems to be little comfort or sense in any of it.
Then in this online world I’m flooded with every bit if information possible and it keep putting my brain in overdrive. I seem to be loosing myself in it.
But then again Buddism comes through with its view of the self. Fluid and forever changing. Their is no defined or definite self we are our environments and everything we have ever learned and been a part of. This lack of constant on my being seems to calm the confusion on who I am or who I am supposed to be. I am fluid and forever changing.
All I ask of myself is to embrace this, open myself up to this world and explore whatever I can.
Dec 8, 2024
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ephemeral. liquid, even. an infinite thread. (i know that’s three words/phrases sorry). but to me this idea is present as a unifying force in fleeting moments
i’ve always had the freedom growing up to explore religion on my own terms, and i always felt like there was some uniting force in the makeup of our souls, even if it didn’t mirror the masculinized, christian God.
i feel connected to this force whenever i learn about people in history and realize they werent much different than us in the modern day. we just had different cultural contexts.
every time the season changes.
when you’re with someone you really care about and even silence suffices.
in the same vein, making friends. like that feeling when you meet someone and connect and know you want them to be in your lives for a while. fate is God to me. as is chance encounters.
when i take walks in nature and i can hear the river and the trees and the birds calling all at once.
even when you’re in line at a store and you make brief small talk or have a connection with a stranger. especially when you get a little laugh or smile out of it.
overall, when i feel really connected with humanity and the earth as a whole. i feel like all organized and not-so-organized religion stems from the same place in our hearts and souls (despite these messages sometimes becoming warped and misused).
Mar 30, 2025
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I recently attended a David Lynch tribute screening of Mulholland Drive (which I have not seen since high school) and really surrendered to the idea of just letting something you don’t understand happen rather than scrambling to make sense of it in the moment. I ended up appreciating the film waaaaayyy more and in turn have tried to implement this idea into my everyday. We don’t let things wash over us enough as we’re all too busy trying to react “correctly“ and immediately as a kind of defense mechanism? I urge you to sit with your confusion more often, make a little home for it in your heart and say it’s okay that you don’t make sense right now you’re safe here <3
Feb 4, 2025
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it’s called being discerning and it’s a dying art….
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so true and so right… see also looking through your notes app, going through your camera roll, and re reading your own diary.
Mar 10, 2024