Love, Mercy, and Grace, sisters all, attend your wounds of silence and hope.
AberjhaniTags: strength love grace hope mercy spirituality angels survival haiku sisters recovery positive-motivation healing-the-past famous-quotes world-suicide-prevention-day haikus classic-books famous-quotes-from-classic-books woundedness
The foraging for food and water, the struggle for life in a world without masters, housed in a body that man had made dependent on himself.
Richard MathesonTags: survival independence
Better naked and alive than decent and dead, I thought.
Zoë MarriottSomebody," said Jacques, "your father or mine, should have told us that not many people have ever died of love. But multitudes have perished, and are perishing every hour--and in the oddest places!--for the lack of it.
James BaldwinTags: love death loneliness survival lessons
It was only high school after all, definitely one of the most bizarre periods in a person’s life. How anyone can come through that time well adjusted on any level is an absolute miracle.
E.A. BucchianeriTags: life growing-up school miracle survival memories bullying bizarre kids teenagers teens high-school trauma bullies experiences traumatic-experiences high-school-kids high-school-memories i-hate-bullies i-hate-high-school
Simple
Complex systems can arise
from simple rules.
It's not
that we want to survive,
it's that we've been drugged
and made to act
as if we do
while all the while
the sea breaks
and rolls, painlessly, under.
If we're not copying it,
we're lonely.
Is this the knowledge
that demands to be
passed down?
Time is made from swatches
of heaven and hell.
If we're not killing it,
we're hungry.
Bad things can happen, and often do--but they only take up a few pages of your story; and anyone can survive a few pages.
James A. OwenTags: survival survive bad-things bad-things-happen
Bellusdeo laughed. It was, for a moment, the only sound in the quiet of the fief’s night, and it was warmer and deeper than the lingering night chill. When her laughter faded, she glanced at Kaylin. “I was not like this before. I thought that the Shadows had not touched me.” She lowered her head a moment.
Kaylin understood this, as well. “It seems so unfair,” she finally said.
“Life is unfair. Which part of it pains you?”
“We suffer, and it breaks something. When we win free—by gaining our name, by crossing a bloody bridge—we still live in a cage of scars. If life were fair, we would never have suffered what we suffered at all; having suffered it and survived, we’re still reacting to things that don’t exist anymore.”
“But they did.”
“Yes. I hate that they still define me.” Voice lower, she said to Bellusdeo, “I want that to change. I don’t know how to change it. But I’m willing to spend the rest of my life trying.” Shaking her head, she forced herself to smile; it was surprisingly easy. There was something about Bellusdeo that she liked. “Home is a strange thing.”
“What do you mean?”
“We lose it, and we think it’s gone forever. That’s how I felt the first time I lost mine. It took me years to understand that I could find—and make—another. I couldn’t do it on my own, though; I don’t think—for me—home exists in isolation.
Tags: home survival creed family-values kaylin-neya
In the morning she found pieces of a bird
chopped and scattered by the fan
blood sprayed onto the mosquito net,
its body leaving paths on the walls
like red snails that drifted down in lumps.
She could imagine the feathers
while she had slept
falling around her
like slow rain.
Tags: survival feverish stylised-violence
Our humanity consists in the fact that we do more than survive, that a great part of what we do confers no survival benefit in terms presumably salient from the Pleistocene point of view.
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