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Nocturnal Thoughts

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This channel is set out to be a way of expressing some "Nocturnal " thoughts!!
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Nocturnal Thoughts

24 Dec, 20:07

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"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed"
Carl Jung
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21 Dec, 21:57

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Nocturnal Thoughts

16 Dec, 18:08

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"All roads lead to you, even those I took to forget you."
Mahmoud Darwish
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15 Dec, 21:59

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"I have passed by many eyes, but I only got lost in yours" Darwish
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12 Dec, 18:34

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Sitting inside the most gloomiest state ever, I tried to think of good words that can cheer another soul up. In my head, letters assembled to form the most heart warming and comforting words written in the history of writing (what a silly idea it was). Trying to offer the world the things I so desperately needed but wasn't able to find. I want to reach out and touch a heart that was bruised multiple times. A broken dream that was crushed under the rough boots of "reality". A soul broken because of unreciprocated love, aching to get a taste of warmth from anyone. I'm just aimlessly wandering in circles, trying to find an even spot to sit upon and make sense of what's going on. But the path is bumpy and refused to lay smooth, typical! The moon used to warm me up, a different kind of warmth, different than the sun. She used to cradle me in her arms that were made of misty silver lights and lull my spirit to peaceful slumber. But even she turned cold tonight, blinking down at me somberly with her companions which, their distant twinkling failed to excite me. I stare, they stare. We sit in silence, thousands of unspoken words that won't ever see daylight surrounding us. The icy sleet used to be bearable, but not anymore.
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12 Dec, 12:20

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Nocturnal Thoughts

9 Dec, 20:00

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9 Dec, 19:40

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Nocturnal Thoughts

7 Dec, 21:08

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Here is mine 😁
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7 Dec, 21:06

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If you have a candle light pictures please send them here
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7 Dec, 20:38

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Nocturnal Thoughts

27 Nov, 16:48

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Two souls intermingling
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Nocturnal Thoughts

20 Nov, 20:01

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"A part of me hates to admit it, but I'm not crazily in love with you. My heart doesn't skip a beat whenever you look at me. It doesn't feel like fireworks exploding or storms colliding. This love is calm and silent. It makes my heart beat slower and it allows me to heal. It's not what I expected love to be like but it's the kind of love I needed." -
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20 Nov, 18:25

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"You have to undergo the terrible process of becoming more resilient. But in return…(and you have also begun to feel this already) in return the power of protection now becomes yours, and all the gentleness which until now you had been able to receive will blossom more and more inside of you into your new capacity to share it as something—inherited and acquired unspeakably, at the deepest price—of your own."

~ The Dark Interval
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Nocturnal Thoughts

20 Nov, 18:24

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Nocturnal Thoughts

19 Nov, 08:15

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"Losing that one person you never even dated it's a different kind of heartache. You invest so much of your emotions, so much daydreams and hopes into someone who never saw you in the same light. You find yourself analysing every interaction
every word, trying to find a hint of something more.. It's like a rollercoaster of emotions, feeling so connected to someone in one day and utterly invisible the next. You keep asking yourself "where it went wrong?" even though it never really started. You were too much for just friends, but not enough to be anything more. And it leaves yOU there, wondering, trying to make sense of the feelings that were never reciprocated, and questioning if they ever noticed your affection, if they ever noticed your love at all..."
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Nocturnal Thoughts

15 Nov, 18:58

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Sunsets and afternoons were created for the sake of nostalgia and sentimentality.
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6 Nov, 21:52

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I never really know how to write in the first place, but some how you have rewired strings of my troublesome heart and fined a tune. A tune that can only be heard the loudest when it about you, it beats and rhymes with melodies. You are the technician, the time keeper and also the audience of this one man only station. You clocked and unlocked my emotions and they sing, they sing your favourite tunes and long for your claps and you never disappoint. But when ever you not here to listen to them is when they don't have a pin point to locate their purpose, a stranded, confused words, they mean nothing!! Beings lost without their creators, thoughts they never realised their reality, fake in the presence of nothingness holding on to the past times you were really here to listen to them again.
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Nocturnal Thoughts

5 Nov, 08:01

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"We meet at the beginning of a word and we part at the end of a sentence, Nothing hurts like the pain of longing for something that was once yours. But can never be again.
Nothing hurts me in your absence.
don't miss anything in your absence only the universe.
You are the air that I breathe. But if you were air, I
would not be suffocating now.
loved you in a way. I wished someone would love me.
was compelled to love you not because you are the fairest.
But because you are the deepest. When Love Ends.
No, it wasn't really love.
Love must be lived.
Not remembered.
We never parted but we will never meet again.
You will be forgotten as if you've never existed.
Like an abandoned church, you'l be forgotten.
Like a passing love and a rose in the night.
Forgotten, you wont find the same person twice.
Not even in the same person."

Darwish
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Nocturnal Thoughts

5 Nov, 07:14

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