Guardians of True Love

Never stop searching for answers but please allow yourself to procure this hint: Love is the answer.

Stop. Let it sink in.

Stop letting your conditioned mental picture you have for love flash through your mind. Become aware of the fact that your mind has been on autopilot and regain control of your thoughts.

Think about the last time you really felt true love, not the kind you think you feel from your boyfriend or girlfriend.

I’m talking about deep, unconditioned, unconditional, forgiving-your-worst-enemy, mindless, selfless, and free true love.

I know you’re always looking for happiness but it’s seems so god damn illusive. You’ve tried everything, I feel you. What’s the one thing that your pride won’t ever let you reveal openly and outwardly?

Do you know the answer?

Constellations

Packing the last few shirts into a bloated suitcase
Last glimpse of comfort and the ticking clock face
I swear those hands move faster everyday
I’m more confused than ever but I don’t beg or pray
‘Cause the sparkling light from the morning sun
Is all we should need to feel one

I reach the station with just minutes to spare
Glance at my watch, time’s going faster these days, I swear
Eyes focus up now to the train timetable board
There’s only two platforms to be explored
And it’s then that I admit it to myself
That I am lost, so lost, but you’re the constellations that guide me

There’s a train at twelve, destination “Disaster”
It’s running on time as time runs faster
On platform two, it’s destination “Sustainability”
It’s delayed though, it was supposed to arrive at 11:50
Platform one, it says “Stand behind the yellow line”
(That I am lost, so lost, but you’re the constellations)
But I sit on the platform edge and just gaze at the time
(That guide me)

My mind wanders back to our oblivious existence
I’m all choked up now with the threat of distance
As the train bound for “Disaster” chokes up to the station
I don’t board it ‘cause I decide that it’s the wrong destination
But the train bound for “Sustainability” is nowhere to be seen
And I’m lost, so lost
Where are the constellations that guide me?

And then I realize that
We need to use our own two feet to walk these tracks
And we have to squad up and we have to watch each other’s backs
With forgiveness as our torch, and imagination our sword
We’ll untie the ropes of hate and slash open the minds of the bored
And we’ll start a world so equal and free
Every inch of this Earth is yours, all the land and all the sea
Imagine no restrictions, but the climate and the weather
Then we can explore space together forever

dinner-and-sexx
you-better-not-go:

ninjagreen99:

ograes:

whovian-hetalian:

clarkkftw:

teamaequitas:

0hmykaty:

wearealljustrunaways:

savisintheclouds:

I literally felt like I did not have a choice.

Robin Williams says reblog, you reblog. 

…okay.

did i even really have a choice?

okay robin williams
i hesitated for a second and then considered the repercussions

just gonna reblog…

okk

already 400,00 notes

I don’t normally reblog cause I’m told but I fucking loved this manGood moments in a shit life were provided by him

you-better-not-go:

ninjagreen99:

ograes:

whovian-hetalian:

clarkkftw:

teamaequitas:

0hmykaty:

wearealljustrunaways:

savisintheclouds:

I literally felt like I did not have a choice.

Robin Williams says reblog, you reblog.ย 

โ€ฆokay.

did i even really have a choice?

okay robin williams

i hesitated for a second and then considered the repercussions

just gonna reblogโ€ฆ

okk

already 400,00 notes

I donโ€™t normally reblog cause Iโ€™m told but I fucking loved this man
Good moments in a shit life were provided by him

We’ve got the technology to move forward
We’ve got the knowledge and the means, to build upstream
We’ve got the technology to go faster
We’ve got the passion and the talent to make this real
But we’re so fucking adaptable, controvertible, ducking and weaving from the truth
If it adds weight to the content of our pockets
We’ll sit and stagnate with banks and use rockets
To oversee that it’s our bottom line that gets carried to the high seas

Well quelle fucking surprise.