This is How We Fall Out of Love with the World
When i search my heart I find that there’s a rather strange complex of anger and frustration... at the world... for its dogged insistence on changing everything so damn much, so damn always. I feel some grief, some despair at all the time and energy I spent trying to make sense of things that have since un-thinged themselves. what was all that FOR?
visakan veerasamy • a virtual space of one's own
Talking about love is one of the grand traditions of being alive: what it means to fall in and out of it, how to keep it, how to grieve it, how to live for ourselves and toward another .1
Evana • Birthday letters (III)
Dismayed. Disillusioned. Disenfranchised. Depressed.
Struggling to understand
I'm watching a concept of stability, and the only constant I have ever known dissolve in front of me. This place I felt was home feels like a hollowed out crust of a forgotten memory slowly crumbling around me. I'm watching the dust collect in corners and fruit tree cycles without harvest. There is a feeling of laughter that was once here constantl... See more
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total abandonment of any sense that we belong to something bigger. Loss of faith—not just in religion, but in all social bonds. No sense that there’s anything binding us, that we even share the same values. Forget loving our neighbour, we can’t even make eye contact with them. Nothing holds us together anymore. We are alone