THIS WORLD
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I am not a gentle flower. I am the winds that snap trees and the lightening that sets life ablaze. I am the forest born from fire. I am the parts of nature you do not wish to acknowledge. I am the beating sun and the pouring rain and from my fingertips does the world grow. I am not a gentle flower. I am the one who helped it grow.
My favorite means of communication is otherworldly: dreams—meeting in dreams.
Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Boris Pasternak featured in “A Russian Psyche: The Poetic Mind of Marina Tsvetaeva”. (via empiregrotesk)
i have this dream and i wanna make it happen. i can almost feel it happening as if my future self is showing my present self but sometimes bc im a sagi i’m like “am i just being blindy optimistic or can this rlly happen?” and idk it kinda bums me out
