@@maaulana.iklo dari pov ku ini tentang sepasang kekasih yang karena alasan tertentu gak bisa bersama lagi, ky harus pisah gitu. tapii entah keduanya atau salah satunya itu masih ada perasaan mencintai. tapi dikarenakan gk memungkin buat bersama jd gitu, cold disini refers ke sikap dingin.
The Fool loves completely. He stands with arms wide open, hoping to give away hugs for free. He does not consider this work, he believes this is necessary. Believes someone has to put a positive spin on the term "arms dealer". So he gives out hugs for free. He stands with arms open like invitations to a party. No need to rsvp, you are cordially invited here, right now. No need to disavow a need to be held. Weld your arms around his shoulders, glue your cheek to his chest, test his commitment if you must. The fool will never let you go, nor will he keep you forever. He will be yours until you say so. He doesn't know how to hold on. He's gone through the yes and no, the ebb and flow of tides that rush in only to run away. He doesn't stay long enough to see if the boomerang came back. He doesn't pack lightly. He will be first in line for the party of his demise but will surprise even d**h by leaving early. He was raised by a mountain, one that shed its snow like skin knowing that an avalanche can demonstrate the power of letting things go. The fool was brought up with no sense of direction. If it comes down to it he will fall up. He will rattle a cup looking for change, because he can't stand the sameness. He will dismiss the simple questions. Don't ask him how it's going. He doesn't want to tell you what's new. He is deaf to weather reports and blind to cute pictures or your dog cat or baby. He will, however, look at your fish. Don't question his methods. The fool doesn't know how to stop. But he is expected to understand in the instant his hand is like go he's expected to know that the tiny kindnesses, were just pretend. He's expected to transcend his own feelings and step aside to make way for the something better that so suddenly comes along. The justification plays in his mind like a theme song for a bad cereal. Silly creature, love is for humans. He smiles as his ears become garbage bins, filling with the throwaway advice that people always give, but never seem to take. His body becomes the lake into which others will throw the stone of his heart, hoping it will sink beyond rescue. Even in this he will glue his hands together and wish you, an unrelenting happiness. He will plant a kiss upon each open wound where love left him to bleed. Each kiss a seed blooming into a reaf that he will rest upon the headstone of the grave, where he stands in solitude to pay respect to whatever this was. He will do this because that's what he does His love does not end. He will bend it back to the beginning, wrapping the finish line around your waist like a belt, just so you can feel what he felt when he held you. When he knew nothing of ownership. When he refused to slip chains around you because he knew then, as again he knows now, how obedience is only beautiful when it is given. He will be the nail driven into the coffin of your doubt. He will tell you the truth about this race you've been running. The only finish line is d**h, and whether hurried, whether slow and steady, ready or unwilling, one day you must win. One day, you will be the mountain that lets go of its snow. You will show tree branches how to wave goodbye to their leaves. You will be the single string of the tapestry that weaves its way out of the design. Your finish line is running towards you, so smile and trust that we, all of us, will arrive at the same destiny. For now, you are the inventor of your history. So be creative, live like the world around you is your workshop, swap out the parts that don't work for the ones that do. Build through the hurt. There will be hurt. There will be disappointment and guilt. There will be monuments built for the sole purpose of celebrating all of the awful that must exist simply to give us beautiful contrast. The fool will walk past all of it. He will split atoms with his heels as if each new step forward reveals a tiny chaos left tumbling in his wake. He will break himself open and offer up his trust, knowing it is the only gift worth giving, that the hardest part of living, is watching what others will do with it. That there are though who would split it in two juust to make him feel what they feel.
I'm integrating with dissociative identities and there are few things in this world that could possibly give me more joy than showing this song to alters who've never heard music before.
Well, I’m here to rant. I’m so tired of this. I’m tired of waking up. I’m tired of living the same day over and over again. I don’t want to eat anymore. I don’t want to breathe anymore and I don’t want to talk anymore. I just can’t stand myself. I’m too much. Today my best friend told me that “something is seriously wrong with me and that I need help”. Like no shit bro. I have depression, anxiety, adhd, and anger management issues. He said I’m too negative. Sorry, just been busy trying to keep myself alive. But now I see no point. Tomorrow is thanks giving and I have nothing to be thankful for. I’m not even thankful for being alive. I was doing what I thought was good. I hadn’t slipped into a dark mood recently. But now I realize that I was just distracted. Bye, I guess
hey, i know things get hard sometimes but dont give up. Take a deep breath and feel it. Now God put you here for a reason and thousands of people lost their breath just yesterday. God isnt done with you. You have so many things that you have to do. Things will get better, i promise. Head up💞
@@Makarovvvvv I apologise, friend. I was not aware that you are murophobic, in future I will ensure that people understand that this is not a real rat, rather imagery from a beloved children's story with an inspiring message. Perhaps you would like me to explain this film? It's very entertaining.
Even though this was posted 4 years ago, I have this audio downloaded onto my computer and listen to it whenever possible. This is probably my favourite one of Shane’s poetry’s, it hits so close to me as a person. I have been into the Arcana/Tarot cards for many years now and I can’t stop thinking about this one. I believe Fool can be found in everyone if we look hard enough
I come back to listen to his words weekly because there is not a better way to get me motivated for how life is and what role I play simply out of being me. Everytime, I will find a piece that I've heard dozens of times before but it will connect and the clarity those words will have is stronger than any physical force.
I find it do strange... I agree with what this poem is saying. I love the message and can see its truth in my life. But im not the fool. I cant help be so distrustful and cynical.
This is so terribly heart breaking...but its so beautiful...and its so so terribly sad
My beautiful son ❤
my fav :-)
Two bare feet
This was the first Novo Amor song I listened to and right there, in that moment I knew he was the one❤️
Reminds me of a once in a life time type of love... the kind you dont ever fully recover from...
😭😭😭
The most toxic kind
Brings back memories i dont have
💜
Hey jade, it's been 7 years since you uploaded this lyric video. 8 years since I first heard this song. Thank you for the Nostalgia.
This guy's amazing
Here from Home 😢
Anyone else feel Fable vibes from the background music in the first minute
One of my favorite songs by Novo thanks for uploading
this song makes me daydream
My favorite Koyczan poem in existence. Thank you for keeping this up all these years. If I don't listen to this once a week I lose my center ♡
This poem speaks about myself.
SUKAK AAA KERENN BGT🤩🤩💓👏🏻
kalo disimpulkan ini tentang apa ya ceritanya?
@@maaulana.iklo dari pov ku ini tentang sepasang kekasih yang karena alasan tertentu gak bisa bersama lagi, ky harus pisah gitu. tapii entah keduanya atau salah satunya itu masih ada perasaan mencintai. tapi dikarenakan gk memungkin buat bersama jd gitu, cold disini refers ke sikap dingin.
Wow I am the Fool
algum brasileiro 😁?
ola pessoal, amo essa música!
...........🌹
The Fool loves completely. He stands with arms wide open, hoping to give away hugs for free. He does not consider this work, he believes this is necessary. Believes someone has to put a positive spin on the term "arms dealer". So he gives out hugs for free. He stands with arms open like invitations to a party. No need to rsvp, you are cordially invited here, right now. No need to disavow a need to be held. Weld your arms around his shoulders, glue your cheek to his chest, test his commitment if you must. The fool will never let you go, nor will he keep you forever. He will be yours until you say so. He doesn't know how to hold on. He's gone through the yes and no, the ebb and flow of tides that rush in only to run away. He doesn't stay long enough to see if the boomerang came back. He doesn't pack lightly. He will be first in line for the party of his demise but will surprise even d**h by leaving early. He was raised by a mountain, one that shed its snow like skin knowing that an avalanche can demonstrate the power of letting things go. The fool was brought up with no sense of direction. If it comes down to it he will fall up. He will rattle a cup looking for change, because he can't stand the sameness. He will dismiss the simple questions. Don't ask him how it's going. He doesn't want to tell you what's new. He is deaf to weather reports and blind to cute pictures or your dog cat or baby. He will, however, look at your fish. Don't question his methods. The fool doesn't know how to stop. But he is expected to understand in the instant his hand is like go he's expected to know that the tiny kindnesses, were just pretend. He's expected to transcend his own feelings and step aside to make way for the something better that so suddenly comes along. The justification plays in his mind like a theme song for a bad cereal. Silly creature, love is for humans. He smiles as his ears become garbage bins, filling with the throwaway advice that people always give, but never seem to take. His body becomes the lake into which others will throw the stone of his heart, hoping it will sink beyond rescue. Even in this he will glue his hands together and wish you, an unrelenting happiness. He will plant a kiss upon each open wound where love left him to bleed. Each kiss a seed blooming into a reaf that he will rest upon the headstone of the grave, where he stands in solitude to pay respect to whatever this was. He will do this because that's what he does His love does not end. He will bend it back to the beginning, wrapping the finish line around your waist like a belt, just so you can feel what he felt when he held you. When he knew nothing of ownership. When he refused to slip chains around you because he knew then, as again he knows now, how obedience is only beautiful when it is given. He will be the nail driven into the coffin of your doubt. He will tell you the truth about this race you've been running. The only finish line is d**h, and whether hurried, whether slow and steady, ready or unwilling, one day you must win. One day, you will be the mountain that lets go of its snow. You will show tree branches how to wave goodbye to their leaves. You will be the single string of the tapestry that weaves its way out of the design. Your finish line is running towards you, so smile and trust that we, all of us, will arrive at the same destiny. For now, you are the inventor of your history. So be creative, live like the world around you is your workshop, swap out the parts that don't work for the ones that do. Build through the hurt. There will be hurt. There will be disappointment and guilt. There will be monuments built for the sole purpose of celebrating all of the awful that must exist simply to give us beautiful contrast. The fool will walk past all of it. He will split atoms with his heels as if each new step forward reveals a tiny chaos left tumbling in his wake. He will break himself open and offer up his trust, knowing it is the only gift worth giving, that the hardest part of living, is watching what others will do with it. That there are though who would split it in two juust to make him feel what they feel.
These videos cover hard things but the voice is soothing somehow
I'm integrating with dissociative identities and there are few things in this world that could possibly give me more joy than showing this song to alters who've never heard music before.
bruh there are helplines to call
@@stansfieldmcelroyl m f a o
This is the most beautiful thing I've read today 🌹💙
Well, I’m here to rant. I’m so tired of this. I’m tired of waking up. I’m tired of living the same day over and over again. I don’t want to eat anymore. I don’t want to breathe anymore and I don’t want to talk anymore. I just can’t stand myself. I’m too much. Today my best friend told me that “something is seriously wrong with me and that I need help”. Like no shit bro. I have depression, anxiety, adhd, and anger management issues. He said I’m too negative. Sorry, just been busy trying to keep myself alive. But now I see no point. Tomorrow is thanks giving and I have nothing to be thankful for. I’m not even thankful for being alive. I was doing what I thought was good. I hadn’t slipped into a dark mood recently. But now I realize that I was just distracted. Bye, I guess
hey, i know things get hard sometimes but dont give up. Take a deep breath and feel it. Now God put you here for a reason and thousands of people lost their breath just yesterday. God isnt done with you. You have so many things that you have to do. Things will get better, i promise. Head up💞
And please eat something. I love you and im very proud of you
@@alyssaochotorena4677 your way too cringy
@@diarcetau6123 who tf asked. leave
@@alyssaochotorena4677 i dont care so im here
so did novo amor break the heart of was his broken?
or*
relationship is complex
The strongest person in the world is the one who can care and care and care, no matter how many times they are hurt for it.
Novo Amor never fails to make us hopeless lovers fall in love with his music. 💕
This song heals your heart fifty times and breaks it a hundred more times
Reported for profile picture
@@Makarovvvvv I apologise, friend. I was not aware that you are murophobic, in future I will ensure that people understand that this is not a real rat, rather imagery from a beloved children's story with an inspiring message. Perhaps you would like me to explain this film? It's very entertaining.
@@Makarovvvvv lol, are you alright, bro?
Never mind themmm i love your profile!! I'm a pan as well!!!
who else is here in the corona times?
Even though this was posted 4 years ago, I have this audio downloaded onto my computer and listen to it whenever possible. This is probably my favourite one of Shane’s poetry’s, it hits so close to me as a person. I have been into the Arcana/Tarot cards for many years now and I can’t stop thinking about this one. I believe Fool can be found in everyone if we look hard enough
I come back to listen to his words weekly because there is not a better way to get me motivated for how life is and what role I play simply out of being me. Everytime, I will find a piece that I've heard dozens of times before but it will connect and the clarity those words will have is stronger than any physical force.
amazing
i love this. thank you
Sugar not straight
THIS SHIT HIT
UHHHHHH
Silly creature love is for humans.
❣️
This inspired my most popular fanfic oops
OMG I FINALLY FOUND YOU I WILL NEVER LET YOU GO!!!!!!!!!!!! <3333
this hits me in some special way i can’t explain
Me to i found it soul searching but love it it's wowzer
I want to be beat friends with these people also Where is this shot taken at 2:29 ??
SLC library, UT
@@jadetaylor9437 thank u :)
*best
Beautiful film
O nome aparece em português aq
Type of song to listen with candle and rose petals while chatting to your crush
The backstory of the aquarius
Cold night. Just you, your thoughts and in the background Novo Amor music. I ask for nothing else
I find it do strange... I agree with what this poem is saying. I love the message and can see its truth in my life. But im not the fool. I cant help be so distrustful and cynical.
Ah, The Fool encounters The Hermit.
❤❤❤