They say Icarus was a fool for flying too close to the sun. I say it’s only because of him we know how close we can get. I love the fall of those brave enough to fail for the right reasons.
Fuck the easy glory of mere excellence. The only legacy I will accept is to know that however far I got — it was as far as I was capable of going. I want to drown in my own sweat knowing there was nothing left.
Did you ever feel, as though you had something inside you that was only waiting for you to give it a chance to come out? Some sort of extra power that you aren’t using - you know, like all the water that goes down the falls instead of through the turbines
Your body is a land of beauty, potentials, havoc, catastrophes, surprises, and all that’s in between. Take care of it, nurture and caress it with a tender hand and sound mind. Close your eyes and adore your body without looking at its perfection as well as imperfections. Value the way your wounds hurt, blood clots, and scars lighten. Remind yourself of how wonderful you looked like the moment you put your first smile on your face. Cherish every burst of laughter you have to offer and every drop of tear you have to show. Appreciate how your body fought with colds, fever, headache, even cancer. Because in this world, the first person to genuinely love you for whom you are is yourself.
The lack of fear in loving yourself. In loving others. In going for your passions, whatever they may be. That is happiness. To let go of the one thing that limits us. The only thing that prevents us from achieving all that we want and can reach/have. All the potential. Absence of fear is happiness.