Thought provoking

Victor Hugo once remarked, “Everything had already been said, but nobody listened, so it had to be said again” —and his wise words bear repeating.

to love something enough to be moved to fire and upset in your defense of it is proof of that love.

We scroll past vulnerability like it’s spam, skim grief like it’s a headline, offer heart emojis like they are spiritual currency.

The entire world, at least as it exists in our conception of it, is shifting towards a newly broached realm of the unreal (which, I might add, has been looming ever since mass media first emerged) as intellectual and emotional labor is gradually becoming replaced with self-reinforcing cycles of content slop and kneejerk reaction.

“Charm is not navel-gazed, but generated through your radical, loud embrace of both honesty and openness rooted in liking people enough to generously hand a piece of yourself to them.”

stability without awareness can easily turn into absence