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I want to share some advice given to me by my mother, who has been writing longer than I have been alive, and is one of the wisest people I've ever met.

I was emotional and upset and told her "I'm burnt out and tired, and I think I may stop writing entirely."

She sighed, not unkindly, and said:

"Darling you may not have a choice. That's the thing about writers is that when they have a story to tell, it will not leave them alone until it is finished. Writers write not always because they like it, but because they have a gift and a curse to tell stories. When you keep it inside of yourself, it will find a way to get out whether you like it or not. It's not up to you. Take a break, allow your stories to rest, and when they are ready they will try to break free again."

I see people fearful that they get to a point where they will never put words to paper again. But the truth is once you find a story to tell, your story, it won't stay inside of you until it's finished. Isn't that magical? Isn't that beautiful?

Take your time, darling. The rest will come when it is ready

these days have been so hard and draining mentally. there's nothing specific that I should be sad over but I'm still feeling so sad, it's genuinely annoying

This too shall pass but like holy fuck

If you ever get worried about something minor, ask yourself will it matter in 100 years?

I struggled so much to take this with the sky.

you did what you did because you felt how you felt and now it is what it is

THE ONE AND ONLY JOHN DOE

This one was a DTIYS for toasted_starz on instagram, but I wanted to post it here too cause I love the drawing and I hate instagram

floored

I'm on the floor physically, emotionally, mentally on the floor

if I could I'd fall through plummet to a dimension of astral projection to not feel—

pain physical, emotional, mental pain

losing time losing weeks a light in the darkness?

falling faster and faster waiting for the bottom—

never crashing always enduring while giving up

hopeless exhausted still here not living

breathing grieving

on the floor.

“I think that this, too, will pass.”

— Franz Kafka, from The Complete Stories; “Description of a Struggle,”

Trying to be happier and more grateful every day

Act as a conductor for hope and warmth. Love and light.

"fuck it we ball" is for stress about the future "it is what it is" is for stress about the past and "this too shall pass" is for stress about the present thank you for coming to my TED talk

I'm currently working on putting up one or two more things up on my Etsy before I go back to school. I wanted you guys' opinion,

So far I have a sketch for a Jonathan sims and *Arthur Lester's lighter, sticker/or Keychain. Jon's would have a spider web, while Arthur would have rhe quote "This too shall pass" on it-

An "Avid Reader" sticker with books from the Magnus Archives (Ex Altiora, the bone Turners tale, and the Key of Solomon)

A pocket archivist key chain,

Or, a Mr. Bonzo CD disk from Ep 12 of The Magnus Protocol

TLDR: what do you think I should sell on my Etsy?

*Arthur Lester is from malevolent for those who don't know

Hey guys!! New stickers out on my Etsy! Two lighter, based on two podcasts 👁 👑

With college picking back up, The Magnus Archives/Protocol and Malevolent have been keeping me motivated at times.

Even If I'm having a shitty time, Jon and Arthur are having a shitter time--- so it's not all bad!

Jon's gold lighter: Gold lighter with a distorted spider web on the front.

Arthur Lester's lighter: His sliver lighter with the famous quote "This too shall pass" on the front

Both stickers are Vinyl and hand cut! They're pretty cool too! Check them out on my Etsy before it's too late-

Dear restless heart,

Hold on, this will pass;

Time will not stand still

Dear restless heart,

Take it easy;

Allāh sees your struggles

Dear restless heart,

Why do you lose sleep over a temporary matter;

Whilst an everlasting abode of peace awaits you

Dear restless heart,

Persevere;

Struggles do not go unnoticed by your Rabb

Dear restless heart,

Have you no conviction in the promise of Allāh;

That with hardship comes ease

Dear restless heart,

Give up worrying;

Perhaps your patience will be weighty on the scale

Dear restless heart,

Allāh does not test a soul beyond its capability;

Surely you will succeed

Dear restless heart,

But a little remains;

Until all pain will be forgotten

Dear restless heart,

Perish not;

Jannah is your abode

Dear restless heart,

Hold on;

This too shall pass

Dear heart,

Rest.

لا عيش إلّا عيش الاٰخرة

There is no real life besides the life of the hereafter

Ten minute Write day 4/? (Or day one again)

(Notes on prophecy)

I am plagued by visions. It’s always been an aspect of how my anxiety manifests itself. Nightmares are just how I process. It’s like my subconscious builds the worst scenario for me, so that when I wake up I can almost hear it chastising me: “Don’t you see how much worse it could be? Get over it. At least it’s not like *that.*”

It is not that hard to imagine all this myself, though. I could easily create and suffer through all the worst-case scenarios on my own. I just choose not to, which is something I can do now after years of therapy and a prescription that works. And maybe that’s a victory, but it still hurts to wake up twisted in my bedsheets, my jaw sore from clenching in fear and frustration all night long. It’s still hard.

Once you have imagined a thing, it’s hard not to expect it. Once you have seen yourself pushed over the edge, it’s hard not to find yourself tiptoeing to the precipice and peering over. Once you have the worst-case scenario burned into your mind, it’s hard not to imagine it as the only scenario. And acting out of fear is so, so different than acting on faith.

What is it, then, that keeps me from acting in fear? What remaining shred of faith stands between me and becoming my own worst-case scenario? When I rub the sleep from my eyes and swing my legs over the side of the bed, what is the difference between faith in myself and fear of being my own prophecy?

I’m still spiritual, but not particularly religious anymore. Still, as I was meditating on this, a phrase from my childhood came to mind. “If you had faith as small as a mustard seed, you would move mountains.” And I think, instead of the feeling of inadequacy it instilled in me as a child, what it means to me now is that even the tiniest shred of faith buried deep in my gut, twisted around by churning fear, is enough to hold me up and remind me that though there is fear, there is nothing that is inevitable. There may be mountains of fear between me and the end of it all, but my faith in myself will move them. Even if it is as small as a mustard seed.

FUCK YESSS, it's my favorite song!! I really like the meanings and message!!

everyone go listen to "this too shall pass" by danny schmidt RIGHT THIS SECOND