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I want to tell her that the only thing you get from walling yourself in is empty.
Think assailable thoughts, or be lonely.
Walls have tongues, and hedges ears.
Rest, rest at the heart's core ... till joy shall overtake.
Eat Ice Cream. Read Books. Be Happy.
I hide away in stillness, and the world spins on. I have wasted much.
although i know that a wall to happiness is expecting too much happiness
Laugh till you're exhausted.
Dwell in your body.
Whining and panting beneath
I sit on my narrow bunk and caress my long yellow toenails and stare at my walls.
What do you do when you despair, and there isn't an August Rain to drown your sorrow?
lounging around the pull
I've shut myself inside these walls, and I'm going to be a very lonely old lady if I'm not careful.
I lie around the floor with my cats Billy and Jazz or watch DVDs with my best friends.
cry huge, gasping tears.
box with me, so there was little I could
Home is where your rump rests.
Question your assumptions, be kind to yourself, live for the moment, loosen up, pray, scream, curse the world, count your blessings, just let go, just be.
Laugh my friend, for laughter ignites a fire within the pit of your belly and awakens your being.
Get mad. Be hurt. Be broken. Cry.
Guard your good mood.
Filled with anything? Find an emptiness and let your load flow into it!
I live an idle burden to the ground.
I am inhabited by a cry.
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.
I sit and think with a drink about how I'm gonna win ...
I generally unwind by having dinner with close friends.
Books didn't make me wallow in darkness, darkness made me wallow in books.
Stand right there. If your ass loses contact with that wall, you are going to lose contact with life as you have always known it. You understand?
Roland
I cry to let everything out
Let everything go and ride my mouth.
Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offense.
Fortify yourself with contentment for this is an impregnable fortress.
For a moment, just be silent and feel the joy of life.
Grow a beard, take a bath, burn a billboard
I'm bored to death. Perhaps I should pillage one of my neighbors for my own amusement. It seems to work for Drowden.
Allow yourself to let go, surrender, and breathe in the beautiful world that is waiting for you just outside of your comfort zone.
Flee idleness ... for no one is more exposed to such temptations than he who has nothing to do.
Dwell on positive thoughts!
I am a recluse at present & do nothing but write & read & read & write
You're not to wallow, but if you don't process your regrets, then they remain emotional underground toxins.
Rest and laughter are the most spiritual and subversive acts of all. Laugh, rest, slow down.
My tears simply broke through the fragile wall
that had held them, and with a terrible feeling of shame, I laid my head upon the table and let them drain out of me.
The comfort of reclusion, the poetry of hibernation
Furiously and gorgeously write your ass off.
What do you do when the alienating silence deafens your 'bootless cries'?
relax and release,
The walls that might make others feel like they are suffocating have become my lungs.
I gulp down my pleasures, chew over my miseries.
I sit, I read, I listen to music, I go or a walk, I ride to Prospect Park and sit under the Willow Tree, I remember, I forget, I look at pictures, I do, I do, I do ... or I don't, but its peaceful ... only me ... no worries.
When you can't climb your way out of such a hole, you tend to crouch down and call it home ...
Let the shameful walls of exclusion finally come tumbling down,
Break open the forbidden happiness.
Get stoned and abandon all constructive activity.
Exhale ... and give all worries to God and the angels.
Empty yourself by giving with kindness, to fill it with joy again and again.
Feel the victory inside you.
Leave me, before I get over the wall & slay you.
Sleep in the bliss of God.
I've always had to keep the walls in place, and the only way to do that is to keep yourself constantly occupied. From the time I was 8 years old, until I went to college, I worked. There was no social life.
I sit there in my bed staring at the wall, feeling happy, enjoying the way the wall looks, how pink and how white it is. Pink and white, as far as I'm concerned, have never looked quite so pink and white before.
Stop living within the confines of
Kicking the Bucket Aunt
I like to relax.
Find a place to think and a person to love and be happy.
Weep for what little things could make them glad.
I am a horrible hollow kind of tired; all I want is quiet and rest.
I sit and feel lonely. Sitting and feeling lonely is something I am a spectacular success at. I can do it for hours. Everyone is good at something.
Empty your mind, stop thinking about anything, simply be.
Push back the demands pressing in on you; create a safe space around you, a haven in which you can rest with Me.
Sit and rest while the other idiots find out that they are idiots.
I push the walls back, making more space in the room until I can finally breathe. Until I'm able to stand.
Be a burst of joy.
Let joy of the Lord make you rejoice.
Laugh a lot. Never go a day without laughing at least once.
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Allow yourself to release the emotions you have struggled all your life to contain.
My growth depends on my walls coming down.
Concentrate your energy and hoard your strength.
Take a deep breath. Inhale peace. Exhale happiness.
Stuff your feelings because feelings buried alive don't die. And that fear or that upset or that anger or that whatever it is, it'll turn into something inside of you. So you want to get it out.
I let go of all I no longer love, need, or use. I adore space.
I have to reign myself in a lot.
I come with empty hands and the desire to unbuild walls.
Roger, Tranquility. Be advised there are lots of smiling faces in this room and all over the world. Over.
Laugh, but weep at the same time. If you cannot weep with your eyes, weep with your mouth. If this is still impossible, urinate.
I don't hide out. If you build a wall around yourself, it draws people to invade it. Fear is the enemy.
Dry your tears, have no fears.
I live quietly at home among my family and friends.
Rest and be thankful.
I do games of solitaire when I get home to quiet my spirits.
Be brave. You didn't travel this far to languish within the walls of your comfortable self.
Rest in your God-breathed worth. Stop holding your breath, hiding your gifts, ducking your head, dulling your roar, distracting your soul, stilling your hands, quieting your voice, and satiating your hunger with the lesser things of this world.
Take a look at the world and laugh
I'm not fit to occupy space. Excuse me for living.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
If I hear the word 'retire,' it makes me want to throw up. And then do what? Sit around all day watching television?
There's nothing I like better than going to my apartment, closing the door, cooking my little dinner for one and just tuning out. My apartment really is my haven. It's a nest where I go to heal.
Quietly endure, silently suffer and patiently wait.
The wall that protects you, also imprisons you.