@Mp

I am an INFJ, Star-Child Resident of Earth In-L♥ve with
All Random Things Considered to be Organic and Inorganic.

This blog is a reflection of my love for words.
Its purpose also is to serve as reminders and to help encourage myself
and anyone else who may need it.

“ If I hold you in my heart, you’ll wither;
Become a thorn if I hold you in my eyes.
No, I’ll make a place for you within my soul instead
So you’ll be my love in lives beyond this life. ”

—    Rumi (via visualsymphony)

(via one2we)

“ I turned off my phone
Because I could not
Handle the certainty
That you were not
Even trying to talk
To me. ”

—    M.S. (via coffee-crinkled-pages)

(via sojustlove)

“ Believe me, there is no goal, nor a way to reach it. You are the way and the goal, there is nothing else to reach except yourself. ”

—    Nisargadatta Maharaj (via in-a-wonderland-ze-mensonge )

(via n-o-v-s)

“ Courage, dear heart. ”

—    C.S. Lewis

distant-traveller:

The Butterfly nebula from Hubble

The bright clusters and nebulae of planet Earth’s night sky are often named for flowers or insects. Though its wingspan covers over 3 light-years, NGC 6302 is no exception. With an estimated surface temperature of about 250,000 degrees C, the dying central star of this particular planetary nebula has become exceptionally hot, shining brightly in ultraviolet light but hidden from direct view by a dense torus of dust. This sharp close-up of the dying star’s nebula was recorded in 2009 by the Hubble Space Telescope’s Wide Field Camera 3, and is presented here in reprocessed colors. Cutting across a bright cavity of ionized gas, the dust torus surrounding the central star is near the center of this view, almost edge-on to the line-of-sight. Molecular hydrogen has been detected in the hot star’s dusty cosmic shroud. NGC 6302 lies about 4,000 light-years away in the arachnologically correct constellation of the Scorpion (Scorpius).

Image credit: NASA, ESA, and the Hubble SM4 ERO Team; Reprocessing & Copyright: Francesco Antonucci

“ But still, I find the need to remind myself of the temporariness of a day, to reassure myself that I got through yesterday, I’ll get through today. ”

—    Where She Went - Gayle Forman (via hushedsweetnothings)

“ I have named you queen.
There are taller than you, taller.
There are purer than you, purer.
There are lovelier than you, lovelier.
But you are the queen.

When you go through the streets
No one recognizes you.
No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks
At the carpet of red gold
That you tread as you pass,
The nonexistent carpet.

And when you appear
All the rivers sound
In my body, bells
Shake the sky,
And a hymn fills the world.

Only you and I,
Only you and I, my love,
Listen to it. ”

—    Pablo Neruda, Love Poems (via )

(via petrichour)

sudeikat:

"When they don’t love you the way you want to, you mourn that for however long you need to. But then you get back up and you remind yourself. You are not a reflection of the people who can’t love you. You will love again. You will be loved again." - Caitlyn Siehl 

(via luminousatmosphere)

Language was our fusion-
Without words,
How will you remember me?

By now, our relationship souvenirs
Are surely rotting in a landfill.

I tempered your dark indifference
By immersing my hands in ink,
And staining reams of paper
With primitive alphabets;
I mailed you a snowflake,
You replied with an avalanche.

Did you expect mine to be an easy burial?
Weren’t you taught the laws of energy?
There are forces powerful enough to rearrange the sky-
Let me be your proof.

I have tattooed the atmosphere
With shapes of us-
Blasphemous yet beautiful
Parallel but distant
Kindred strangers-
And sometime soon,
The universe
Will drop hieroglyphs
On your doorstep,
And instinctively,
You will spell out my name.