Here I am trying to shine amidst all the darkness that pulls me down.
Any conversation
ะฆะฒะตัะพะบ ัะพะทั ะฝะต ะธะทะดะฐะตั ะณะพะปะพัะฐ, ะฐ ะฑะปะฐะณะพัั
ะฐะฝะธะต ะตะณะพ ะดะฐะปะตะบะพ ัะฐัั
ะพะดะธััั ะผะพะปัะฐ; ัะฐะบ ะฝะฐะดะพ ะถะธัั ะธ ะฒัะตะผ ั
ัะธััะธะฐะฝะฐะผ.
โะกะฒััะธัะตะปั ะคะตะพัะฐะฝ ะะฐัะฒะพัะฝะธะบ
The rose flower makes no sound, but its fragrance spreads far and wide in silence; so should all Christians live.
โSt. Theophan the Recluse
Nudged by an interesting read about time perception to try reclaim moments where I can deliberately feel bored again.
morning doodle of Vulpes.
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