Ariana, 19, The Great State of Texas. Peer into my soul, you'd be surprised what you might find. My ramblings, words that touch my soul, rad pictures, and poetry I devoured.
I always say people talk all day, but they never really say anything. I couldn’t tell you who first told me that, but the thought is deeply routed within me. But my friends, my friends, they say soo much to me. They tell me their deepest fears, their biggest dreams, their current struggles. They really say what is in their soul. I’m one of those people who’s easy to talk to, attribute it to my aura, a kind face, or a kind spirit, perhaps. But me, me, maybe I’m one of those people who never really says anything. I do not speak of my fears, I do not speak of my struggles, I do not speak of my hopes. Sometimes in passing, but so rarely that I am bursting at the seems. Pressure built up over thousands of years produces one of two things, a diamond or… A volcanic explosion.
Treading along in this dreamlike, illusory realm,
Without looking for the traces I may have left;
A cuckoo’s song beckons me to return home;
Hearing this, I tilt my head to see
Who has told me to turn back;
But do not ask me where I am going,
As I travel in this limitless world,
Where every step I take is my home.
Dōgen (via purplebuddhaproject)
Tyler Knott Gregson