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I created a word that, in my eyes, it is legitimy, and in my heart, I hope it to be used and remembered: Verakensi'naísh:

That word would be the one that describes the inability of stop feeling; it would be the name of the deepest form of empathy.

Use it, if you wish to. Write poems with it, let your tongue became familiar with it, be identified, too. I am going to do all of it, and more, but I thought that it would be so selfish of mine to not share this new word with all the ones that needs it.

So here it is. Use it wisely.

—The Solivagant.

Devotion.

You know, we were teached that this marvelous yet strange thing is blind respect and admiration, generaly towards a deity. It is wrong.

So, you may ask, what is devotion? It is defying who you love to be better, to reach their whole potential and to stay with them even when they push you away.

So no, my dear, devotion is not a religious trate, but unconditional love. You will know this better once you find someone you know in your bones that can be better, and as such, you push, companion and defy them to be.

That is devotion, no less.

—The Solivagant.

There is no second beside you that feels like wasted time.

—Unknown.

The concept of dream.

When I met you, truly met you, the concept of "dream" that I always had, it torn apart until it took the shape of your face.

—The Solivagant

How tiredness works.

Its funny, how tiredness works. When you are tired at the point that your bones cry. You let everything go. The pain, the ire, the pride. You are so tired that that tiredness corrodes all that burden, from inside to outside. That is my way to tell you that I forgive you.

—The Solivagant.

The grief of an ancient heart.

I do not know something ancient enough to say this with all right, but I can provide a truth as old as time: pain traspasses everything. No one, nor human, god or beyond, is safe from it.

But I can provide hope, too; love is the same. Nor man, creature or being is beyond love, so lay and rest knowing that love can heal you, if you let it.

—The Solivagant.

Oh, my soul, why do you rebel? Please find wisdom. My desire is that the truth be revealed to you and the understanding come to you, which only the God who loved you can grant you.

What reward do you think awaits you far from the Lord? Surrender to Him, to the almighty being who bled for you, who chose you above power, who abdicated glory to save you.

What do you gain by disowning Him? Do not be foolish, nor arrogant, nor proud. Please, my soul, be wise. Be wise. Be meek, for only the God who loved you knows what is best for you, and only He can grant it.

Why do you resist your Creator? Surrender, O my soul, and unite yourself to the Spirit, who reminds you that the Lord of lords, the King of kings, who owes you nothing, loves you, and by that love you are saved.

Surrender, O my soul, to Jehovah, to Yahweh, to the God of the impossible, who preferred to die rather than renounce you.

—The solivagant. (another alias)

“Sometimes, what you do not want to do, but you must do, is what is best for you. "

—naive-daydreamer.

“Dear Lord adove the heavens, beyond worlds and who always know:

Please, revelate me the mistery of this awful need of being always alone, on my own.

Please, revelate me the understanding of what is wrong in me, or what is wrong around, so I can be able of changing.

Please, just revelate me what I dont deserve to know, so I can finally understand the why of many of my troubles.

I know in my bones that they are not of this plane. I know it because this tiredness is not a human struggle.

Thank you, and may my soul softens and bless you one more time".

“i always thought that in english, everything sounds better.

Well, at least to me. Cause when i hear something, like a poem or a phrase, in english, i feel like a collision in my heart and my mind.

And i supose that thats how truly feels love: like a collision, in your heart and mind, a foreign feeling that you want to feel again and again.”

—naive-daydreamer.

“is it posible to be so dissapointed on something you already know would be like how It went? Were you really so naive at the point that you hoped it to be... different?. ”

“who needs a cwtch? Is like a hug, but deeper. It is given with the intention of bringing a safe place. "

—said by someone that truly needs a cwtch.

“I am deathly sure that dreams and hope are well tangled to each other; you would ask why. I'll tell you: because you can't have dreams if you don't have hope, and you can't have hope if you don't have dreams. ”

—someone that dreams in the daylight and that hopes in the nightdark.

“Discover of the moment: turns out that the feeling of homesickness of a place that you never were in has a name: hiraeth. ”