infinitejest

humans never understand how lucky they are to be surrounded by all this...still they hunt, kill for pleasure, harm, put in cages. i really hope animals will be free from the human menace one day

unfortunately i live in this and i hate that it's bittersweet but that's how it has to be

i miss listening to this irl, i used to go at the opera with my grandparents and i loved to doll me up for the occasion

best invention EVER i love losing my mind to the hard ones all my homies loooove sudoku

never understood why this should be a sin

for some reason i tend to be more vulnerable when im in spaces full of people...i struggle a lot to show my emotions, specially if iam with somebody close to me or by myself, i feel the need to close and endure my sorrow quietly...but whenever i feel the need to let it go i have to be in a public space. can be on a train on a plane on the bus at the supermarket anywhere where my tears mean nothing to nobody and they're nothing more than what they are... water of a stranger

i cry a lot to this

cake and laces and guillotine

i often cry when im able to observe this! it's my favourite phenomenon ever. when the light just quietly passes between clouds and you suddenly can feel close to the earth, to the nature around you, to your soul...

when light hits them and suddenly everything is stained in a wave of beautiful colors...once i went to sagrada familia in barcelona and i was lucky enough to catch the perfect moment, around 5pm in summer, i remember staying still in that bright, colorful, ray of light while someone was playing the organ, such a beautiful and heartwarming memory

female octopus can create a specific type of seashell with her tentacles used to protect her eggs

i used to have a little spider without three legs he made such beautiful webs this fascinates me so much

i've been crucified like God but i can still hold hands

multitudes inside my soul caused by the overcrowded crossing lines of my heart walked by the ones i've met...im always alone yet i can feel somebody inside me. i love my solitude

years ago i thought i was ready.. but i was so wrong i love feeling the life in my body , i love petting my kitten and breath fresh air in the morning. now i am scared of at times..what if it comes when i still have a lot to give to the world and viceversa..

one must imagine to be happy or whatever camus said

i love skepticism tbh...probably i feel it way deeper on religion. sometimes ive had my religious psychosis but still not enough to make me truly feel the power of what should come along with belief...probably i was born too skeptical. it's impossible for me to fully understand the way one can be completly drowned in devotion for an entity that cannot even show up. i think a lot about religion and about what comes with it. soemtimes i feel stupid beause i cannot understand it. i would love to try tho

guys i bit the apple will they send me away now?

confess my sin to me my beloved

is truth something universal? what i believe is real is truth as a consequence or is just my personal truth? what's its value?

iam nothing without empathy...im nothing without other humans

i swim in faith whenever i am surrounded by glittery sea

i dont really believe in god but i find religion fascinating in its symbolism

there is something extremely peaceful about sunlight...I love when it's cold outside and you catch that single ray of sun, it hits your hand... suddently you can feel a sweet warmness taking over your body... it's so similar to the feeling of being in love..or being alive

i wonder if robots sleep and dream