Calvoem

It is within kindness, that we find ourselves able to give, without expectations, from another.
It is within kindness, that we find fault, within ourselves, and not the other.
It is within kindness, that we humans march on, and care for each other.
It is within love, that we forgive and thrive on, and find ourselves, in another.

Dedicating this to my beloved as it is our anniversary soon. Thank you for being with me through all odds.
You will always be the brightest little star that breaks my darkest lonely nights.
Much love and happy anniversary ❤️

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"It is with my voice that the universe speaks, and the word I hear it speak when I listen is myself. Being is praise. I do not know what there is to believe.
So I think that, frightened, I will trust; weak, I will bless; suffering, I will live. I think it is this way: having asked for help, I will be silent, listening. I will serve no person, and lock no door. So I think I will live in the Valley as best I can, and so die here, coming in the open door."

Always coming home
-Ursula K Le Guin

It's okay to be lost. It's okay to not know where you are headed. If you can't find your purpose, let loose and let it find you.

The never ending responsibility, the tragic truth of being a hero.
To be the one helping others is often glorified on social medias. What people don't know about having compassion is that it is usually accompanied by self destruction.
One can never thrive in the pits that he is killed in.
Break free from this never ending cycle of psychological torture, just so you can live another day, hopefully, happily.
-Calvoem

"Myself & I" : A Conversation

I sometimes wonder, "Why must I be bound to the ground, by these shackles of expectations, by these false sense of responsibility, when I have the strength to break free?"

I thought for a moment, then answered to myself, "I need not, be bound by anything. I meet expectations simply because it is expected of me. I did not choose to be responsible, I was made this way. I indeed have the strength to break free if I want to. But I do not have the strength because I do not want to."

"Am I a kind soul?", I asked myself.
Myself failing to meet the eyes of I, answered, "In other's tongue, perhaps I am. Truth be told, I am nothing but a pitiful man. Kindness of any kind is beyond myself and I."

"I thought I was kind! I wished I was kind! I am pitiful, how!?" I demanded angrily at myself.

"Pitiful in a way that I am kind only out of pitiness. A heart full of pity and thus made a pitiful man. Even now, I only feel pity at myself for being angry. Why must I be angry, when these shackles and chains can never bound me and will one day, wither away with age. I do not know the answer. I do not seek the answer, for I am a pitiful man played by life, like it's whimsical fiddle."

"Will I be truly kind one day?", I asked myself again. "Perhaps, if I stop pitying myself to be just and stand against I. Perhaps then, I hope, I can be a little less pathetic."

-Calvoem

I've always dreamed of wanting to be a hero since I was a little kid. Saving the crisis, coming in at last when all hopes seem lost.
But I do not have the charity to save everyone I meet.
So instead, I will devote my energy to the one I truly care about and let them tell my stories for many years to come and be remembered as a legend in the distant future.

That is "Hero" enough for me.
-Calvoem

It is generally a good idea to have a sense of where you were heading in life and have a plan accordingly.
But you are only one person against the constantly changing reality.
With countless possibilities of how things can be, your plan A and plan B often is not enough to keep up.
In a sense, you can never be truly prepared for anything.
Accept that things happen because it happened.
And let go, let be.
In the words of Bobby McFerrin, "Don't worry, be happy."
-Calvoem

A kid crossed all the lines and graded it F-
His mom scolded him and he changed it to A+
Such a fun kid 😆

"The sorrow of my parents' life is that they could see with one eye only.
All that grieved me - that I was half one thing and half another and nothing wholly - was the sorrow of my childhood, but the strength and use of my life after I grew up."

-Ursula K Le Guin, Always coming home

When I take you to the Valley, you’ll see the blue hills on the left and the blue hills on the right, the rainbow and the vineyards under the rainbow late in the rainy season, and maybe you’ll say, “There it is, that’s it!” But I’ll say. “A little farther.”

We’ll go on, I hope, and you’ll see the roofs of the little towns and the hillsides yellow with wild oats, a buzzard soaring and a woman singing by the shadows of a creek in the dry season, and maybe you’ll say, “Let’s stop here, this is it!” But I’ll say, “A little farther yet.”

We’ll go on, and you’ll hear the quail calling on the mountain by the springs of the river, and looking back you’ll see the river running downward through the wild hills behind, below, and you’ll say, “Isn’t that the Valley?” And all I will be able to say is “Drink this water of the spring, rest here awhile, we have a long way yet to go,

And I can’t go, without you."

-Ursula K. Le Guin