wounds [Theme] Page 3

No. Will not let go.

Music has one amazing and wonderful property - it heals spiritual wounds.

And why, why?

But great men will leave scars.

And if a person dies, then death will heal the wound

Trying to heal strangled wounds, sunrises and sunsets caress our hearts..

I spent my whole life alone and no one prepared me for self-consolation. Of course, not all of my relationships survived, and the love boat developed, but parting with people was not fatal. The idea that they continued to live somewhere nearby made it possible to be angry with them, to condemn, to hate, emotions were considered acceptable. But everything changes when the departure is unequivocal and irrevocable. Everything loses its meaning, and feelings of injustice and anger, not finding the culprit, are preserved in the body, completely destroying the remnants of happiness, love, and hope. When the main link of your destiny disappears, the picture of Existence is destroyed - it crumbles into pieces with a crunch, like a porcelain plate, leaving a feeling of irreparable loss.

When it's so empty inside.

I will not kiss - with the executioner!

When you feel bad, when morally and physically you no longer have the strength to move forward, go ask nature for help. Walk barefoot on the grass and feel the energy of the earth, from your feet to the top of your head. Turn your face to the wind, and let it lick all your wounds and insults. Open your arms, eyes, soul and hug this world, become a part of it, and you will see how much he loves you.

I love the sea because it brings us back to ourselves. You listen, you think, you feel your whole self, you understand who you are, what you want. You dream, and your dreams fly far, far, to the horizon and above, further, without barriers, limits in such a rational mind. With the sea, everything seems possible. Because the energy is crazy. And it will also heal wounds, caress, soothe, warm. And you return home in some kind of crystal harmony with yourself, as if all doubts, bad thoughts, fears were eliminated.

Like banners in a case, I keep them in my soul.

The main strength of fiction is its ability to help us detach from what is happening, to bandage the wounds inflicted by the surrounding cruelty.

Just don't disturb my wounds.