I don't care if they all call me insane, if they lower their eyelids scathingly, scoff and ostracize me. If I sacrifice my soul to preserve my flesh and bones, what will I have left? If I offer up fulfillment on the altar of sacrifice, and slaughter my passions, machete chiseling blood, then my soul will wither and die, and if my body is a temple, then it will rot and crumble, and what will remain?
You think humanity should worry themselves with prosperity, upper societies, elevating egos, bloating bank funds, yet, these things are oil to the water of your soul, they can never touch its depths. Why should I care for them, sacrifice happiness for them? Soaked in greed, souls will spoil and curdle, to be thrown out. Society preaches it is better to be jaded, to keep loose coins clenched in our fists to dote on frivolous desires, than to feed a hungry beggar, than to provide a bit of comfort to a lost soul. Can’t you see, blindness of the soul has crippled and wounded the earth.
If I listen to you, and don't go somewhere because humanity suffers there, if I dress myself in a mask of ignorant naivety, then tell me how can I possess compassion? If I am afraid to die, as you are afraid, how can I live? I must stir the whirlpools of passion, be invigorated with life, fill my cup and forsake monotony.
For if I become these things that I hate, materialistic and superficial and greedy, in misery, than I am nothing but a corpse to bury, bury me standing. Instead let me offer of myself what little I have, to be a blessing to others, and let us be creatures of luminosity, united in love.
Photographs by Robert Moses Joyce
18 comments:
I loved this. It really inspired me, believe me or not, because I have been pushed around and forced to do things I don't like because I'll have a better future, more money to spend... And this just made me realize that my soul does crumble at the though of not doing what I really love: art, photography...
Maybe I'm not the big person I want to be, and maybe I won't be able to pursue my dreams because of fear. But this truly inspired me to take a step further and look over the edge, if you know what I mean.
Thank you.
such beautiful images, so serene and drawing.. lovely
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gorgeous susanna . pure writing, creative heart.
You are a big person, and you can do anything you want. We only have one life and it cannot be wasted. I myself don't know what I am meant to do, but I know it has to do with art and thus I will focus all my energy on doing what I love, every minute I can. Don't just look over the edge love, leap, because what do you really have to lose<3
your writing is beyond beautiful and inspiring.
and you have such beautiful shots!
princess. <3
What beautiful words and photos xx
such a beautiful post.
I am ready to do anything now, I believe. I am surrounded by people who are overly concerned with how much money they make, the type of vehicle they drive, the useless items they collect. Never any art. Never. Thank you for your words, Susanna. I needed them. Humanity needs them, as well.
Love you dearly.
Such beautiful writing and images. LOVE.
Amazing, what you say is true and you say it so beautifully
You are such a beautiful soul. Keep writing please!
Lots of love to you,
xo Mary Jo
Always love reading your musings in the morning. Beautiful words and images make my day. x
the first and the last picture are perfect! love the feelings in it! beautiful post!
amazing pictures xx
I like your post so much! These pictures are really gorgeous!
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such beautiful purity one does rarely encounter. It is a loss sometimes to live within a bubble of white noise. thank you for sharing this.
A very moving and inspiring post with beautiful imagery.
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