Rhoner wrote this story, about blown out tires, kindness and doing right.
Today you, tomorrow me.
Showing posts with label Strangers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Strangers. Show all posts
Monday, January 11, 2016
Life - On Kindness
Life - On Kindness
Rhoner wrote this story, about blown out tires, kindness and doing right.
Rhoner wrote this story, about blown out tires, kindness and doing right.
Friday, January 10, 2014
Thoughts - Alone in the Universe
Thoughts - Alone in the Universe
I think...the thought that humanity is the only thing in the universe, that we are completely alone out there is one of the most terrifying things.
What why? Why do you think it's terrifying to be alone?
I think...the thought that humanity is the only thing in the universe, that we are completely alone out there is one of the most terrifying things.
What why? Why do you think it's terrifying to be alone?
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Connection - Subway Girl
Connection - Subway Girl
I stand with eyes closed, and the ripple play of a violin etches its way through my body. I can feel rhythms from the top of my head down through to the soles of my feet. Again, again. Rhythmic and motion, a push and pull. The casual grip of fingers through touch-less gloves as the ebb and twist of the subway cars bounce me like a bow string, legs bend and straighten, and my weight drifts on the flowing river of steel. I am no longer he who is remembered, but a force of nature.
My mind slips away.
I stand with eyes closed, and the ripple play of a violin etches its way through my body. I can feel rhythms from the top of my head down through to the soles of my feet. Again, again. Rhythmic and motion, a push and pull. The casual grip of fingers through touch-less gloves as the ebb and twist of the subway cars bounce me like a bow string, legs bend and straighten, and my weight drifts on the flowing river of steel. I am no longer he who is remembered, but a force of nature.
My mind slips away.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Life - Sonder
Life - Sonder
"sonder
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk."
#TheDictionaryofObscureSorrows
"sonder
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk."
#TheDictionaryofObscureSorrows
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