A true fortune appears!
They call me J., but you can call me tonight.☎️👻
"If flowers can
how to bloom after
so can you."
I enjoy having conversations about dreams because it allows me to feel close to people without having to reveal a ton of information about myself.
"Some people look for a beautiful place, others make a place beautiful."
This happened on New Year’s Day a few years ago.
I had been out with my friends all night. When I came home in the morning, I collapsed onto my bed and had a dream.
In the dream, I was walking home and somehow all around me, there were posters with phrases such as “Value your life” and “No use crying over spilled milk” in black, calligraphic writing. The street I was walking in was totally deserted and moreover, something that looked like blood was splattered all over the place. “This is some creepy dream,” I thought. I kept walking and was nearly home when my mother woke me up.
“Don’t sleep in this room,” she said with a serious look on her face.
“Why?” I responded.
“Right now, they have a hotoke-sama (dead person) lying right above your room (we lived in an apartment).”
I started to wonder if that was why I had that strange dream. Afterwards when we were eating, I heard my father mutter, “It was a suicide. Apparently, he jumped from a building.” When I heard that, I was really spooked.
Did he regret his rash action after he jumped?
"There’s a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line."
Someone wanted proof of me being a bloody and demented doctor.
The Maury Show used to be fun to watch, until the subject of every single episode suddenly started to revolve around paternity testing.
"Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final."
— Rainer Maria Rilke, The Book of Hours
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