"When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things"-Apostle Paul
when as a child you get told that you're little and what you think doesn't matter, you try to grow up at all costs by etiquetting some things as "childish" and taking distance from them, but they're just creative, colourful and imaginative. you lose yourself like that
A childish adult will suffer at the expense of his/her own entitlements and expectations placed onto the world, but the one who can tend to the child within, like a shepard to his flock, can still experience the “youthful” freedoms of joy and wonder.
At 51 years of age, the tormented boy in me still clings on. I am so afraid to become an adult. But Jesus Christ will guide me to be free and to live like a man. And to be responsible as an adult. Amen 🙏❤️
"was i a good son father?" He cups his head heart monitor faltering and says, "You were the best...my son. Youll be the man now. Look after them for me..." *The long low tone of the heart monitor signs the loss of a father and the rise of a man*
I'm starting to feel that I'm entering a new life chapter. Juvenile friends and actions slowly give place to adulthood stuff. A little boy would have nothing to do in that new thing of mine.
What you try to kill will eventually unite with you You can try to avoid the attached... But it will ultimately make you whole One way or the other. Listen to what cries within Did you leave the boy on his own for too long? Perhaps it is time to stop surviving and start living? Be and breathe young one... if only for awhile... Fragmented? You have always been whole... - Solgast
I saw this playlist two days ago and found the title interesting. Curiously, earlier today I was watching game of thrones and I heard that very phrase. Then the playlist showed up to me again now. Maybe it is a signal from the universe, maybe I should really let the man be born.
The boy is a sanctuary a safety from rules. On Pleasure Island they can wallow and frolick like fools. No responsibility, no task, no mission, just vice. He appreciates nothing for he refuses to pay the price. No sacrifice for something greater than he No sense of how great the future can be Because he's in his own world the "king" the boy. He lives for the pleasure, for the quick fix, for the toy. This is his existance until hairs go grey, Then sad a sight he is when all he knows is play. And he looks back on time at pleasures garden He sees the donkeys bray as the decay just hardened. The boys meant to be soft were hard as stone. Unable to see the sacrifices needed deep within the bone. In this land so few men emerge from pleasures tropical retreats. Without a drastic intervention, the myopic view continually repeats.
_You are no longer a boy, but a full-grown man. If you are careless and lazy now and keep putting things off and always deferring the day after which you will attend to yourself, you will not notice that you are making no progress, but you will live and die as someone quite ordinary._ ~ Epictetus
For a long time, I was friends with this girl, let's call her Liv (because thats her name). We were good friends and had a friend group with two other girls. We had a great time from 5th-8th grade. Somewhere around March, she confessed to me that she loves me. I told her I would think it through. I was going to leave this school anyway after finishing this year. After finishing 8th grade, I spent some time talking to her, but her text's slowly got drier and drier, eventually culminating in a massive fight between me, Liv and the two other girls. Mind you, the rest were all on my side, but our friend group split apart. Her and her brother harassed me for a long time, Liv stalking me on my socials and her brother threatening to beat me up if he ever saw me. Was I that affected by that? No. I was more affected by the fact someone I had spent so many memories with had left me to shit. Last words she told me before I told her goodbye, was "I have better friends anyways". I couldn't believe it, she refers to her friends like if they were toys of some sort. When she gets a new, bigger and better one, she leaves her previous behind. I tried to help her multiple times, she was depressed, and she was cutting herself constantly, always wearing bandages on her arms. Everyone in school knew. But me and this other friend, Athena (in the very same friend group) were the only ones who tried helping her. We tried, and tried, and tried, but she kept on denying our help. Mind you, her father has bipolar. She most likely also has bipolar, along with her brother, Liv being extremely anti-social and her brother constantly vaping. I tried to gaslight myself for long, telling myself that she was just troubled and she came from a tough family, and she didn't meant what she told me. I sent her and apology somewhere around August, and I'm starting to feel it was just another ego boost for her and her brother. I hold no grudges against her, or her brother. But she does against me. Part of me wishes I wasn't the bad guy, but deep down, I know it's impossible to always be the good guy. You're always gonna be the villain in at least one person's story. As I mentioned previously, I was leaving this school, but Athena was also leaving. Weirdly enough, Liv and the other friend reconciled, while she blocked both me and Athena. Me and her had a lot of fun together, but we never ended up in anything romantic. That's because I don't want to lose the last person who speaks English in my life, apart from the occasional text from one of my cousins. And I don't like her either, and I hope she does too. Relationships are a cycle anyways - you love, you hate, you ghost. This is why I'm so cautious with girls, and people in general. I don't want another Liv situation. I feel stranded on a tiny island, surrounded by Spaniards, as I live in Barcelona. I'm the only person who speaks fluent English in my year in this new school. Athena and a bright blue screen are the only thing's left in my life that speak English. My parents speak English, but not fluently. They're Colombians. That's why I don't want to lose touch with Athena. Frankly, I'm scared. I want to still speak English. I searched for English clubs in Barcelona, but it was just a bunch of classes for non-speakers. I'm lonely. I was born in the UK, but when I emigrated to Spain during Brexit, my British accent was eventually lost, as the only English speakers around me were Americans. Now, I don't want to lose English as a whole. I've already lost my cultural identity. I don't want to lose the last thing that remains of it. Life is starting to seem like a lonely road for me. I spend my days writting a book, continuously typing away. I only go outside to go to the gym or go to school in the daytime, in the night time I like walking. Here in Barcelona, it's pretty hot during sunlight. In summary, I have no more sources of English apart from a friend and the internet left in my life, as the previous has left me in the dirt. I feel lonely, as I live in Spain. I have no cultural identity. I have Spanish friends, but they know the "Spanish Me", not "Me". They don't get me too well, even when I act Spanish. I'm God's lonely man.
Do not yet loose hope, for time brings change and through it your potential shines. Opportunities will come, God will show you them, and all you have to do is step forward. From how you have written this you seem very young l, which is rich coming from me as I’m 22. But I still need that reminder and often. Your life will change rapidly and severally, you have no control over that but you do over how you react! Also, do not think yourself the bad guy. You made a mistake perhaps, but the fact you have forgiven and apologized is a great feat! It is now entirely on Liv to accept your forgiveness, and as she does not that is a stain upon her heart nor yours. Worry not of other’s burdens, or more often put do not worry about what others think or say of you. Their perspectives are only true to themselves, not you, not anyone else, and certainly not God. Your character is genuine truth and God knows and sees it best. Go with Him, be in peace, you have done well my friend!
The opposite is actually key to remaining a legitimately powerful soul. Yes, mankind has pigeon-holed itself into false attempts at self-congratulatory bravado and boolsheet, but in the end, *everyone perishes*. None will be spared. Wealth will be irrelevant. Machismo is non-sequitur. Posturing is pretentious. THAT is a better definition of "growing up", not the contrite and contrary "be a man" nonsense. You and everyone else will one day d13 alone. If you're unprepared for that moment, you'll regret it. 🐲✨🐲✨🐲✨ "Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind's journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul's fate revealed. In time, all points converge; hope's strength, resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe's endless refrain, we must see all in nothingness... before we start again." 🐲✨🐲✨🐲✨ --Diamond Dragons (series)
"When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things"-Apostle Paul
“When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up.” - CS Lewis
when as a child you get told that you're little and what you think doesn't matter, you try to grow up at all costs by etiquetting some things as "childish" and taking distance from them, but they're just creative, colourful and imaginative. you lose yourself like that
Bad advice, thats how you lose your humanity by abandoning your childhood wonder.
100 percent @@Arkus123
The verse context is growing and becoming a mature Christian. Putting away certain sins.
A man is just a boy who knows what he must do.
Truth.
man this is beautifully spot on
good one brother
Very well said friend.
lots and lots of people convince themselves they know exactly what they must do, yet they're still dumb children. So this is not true
Leave the boy, he'll be proud.
I'm sorry that your videos are not popular, but those who watch them, they really appreciate your work. Keep moving
A childish adult will suffer at the expense of his/her own entitlements and expectations placed onto the world, but the one who can tend to the child within, like a shepard to his flock, can still experience the “youthful” freedoms of joy and wonder.
"The child is father to the man." - William Wordsworth
beautiful
I love to listening this soothing and calming sounds . I wish everyone who clicked on this video the most love, peace and abundance
You too my friend.
likewise!
Maester Aemon, A Song of Ice and Fire. Nice 👌
At 51 years of age, the tormented boy in me still clings on. I am so afraid to become an adult. But Jesus Christ will guide me to be free and to live like a man. And to be responsible as an adult. Amen 🙏❤️
The creative adult is the child that survived.
🤍
Consumer demons lurk in darkness of adolescence to crush the creative spark within us all
"was i a good son father?"
He cups his head heart monitor faltering and says,
"You were the best...my son. Youll be the man now. Look after them for me..."
*The long low tone of the heart monitor signs the loss of a father and the rise of a man*
Un saluto grande!! Ottimo ambiente
I love the music, but whoever is making these pictures is amazing as well
Such beautiful pictures in every video
Beautiful well done my friend the harmonics the theme it's perfect😊
Wow. The title made me enter here.
1 Corinthians 13:11 When I was a child, I thought like a child; but as soon as I became a man, I put an end to boyish things.
This is absolutely incredible man. Absolutely incredible.
Let the man flourish but don't leave the boy behind
I'm starting to feel that I'm entering a new life chapter. Juvenile friends and actions slowly give place to adulthood stuff. A little boy would have nothing to do in that new thing of mine.
What you try to kill will eventually unite with you
You can try to avoid the attached...
But it will ultimately make you whole
One way or the other. Listen to what cries within
Did you leave the boy on his own for too long?
Perhaps it is time to stop surviving and start living?
Be and breathe young one... if only for awhile...
Fragmented? You have always been whole...
- Solgast
I saw this playlist two days ago and found the title interesting. Curiously, earlier today I was watching game of thrones and I heard that very phrase. Then the playlist showed up to me again now. Maybe it is a signal from the universe, maybe I should really let the man be born.
The boy is a sanctuary a safety from rules.
On Pleasure Island they can wallow and frolick like fools.
No responsibility, no task, no mission, just vice.
He appreciates nothing for he refuses to pay the price.
No sacrifice for something greater than he
No sense of how great the future can be
Because he's in his own world the "king" the boy.
He lives for the pleasure, for the quick fix, for the toy.
This is his existance until hairs go grey,
Then sad a sight he is when all he knows is play.
And he looks back on time at pleasures garden
He sees the donkeys bray as the decay just hardened.
The boys meant to be soft were hard as stone.
Unable to see the sacrifices needed deep within the bone.
In this land so few men emerge from pleasures tropical retreats.
Without a drastic intervention, the myopic view continually repeats.
All of the world’s distractions, and all unnecessary conversations have been severed from my life.
_You are no longer a boy, but a full-grown man. If you are careless and lazy now and keep putting things off and always deferring the day after which you will attend to yourself, you will not notice that you are making no progress, but you will live and die as someone quite ordinary._ ~ Epictetus
God laying sorrows at my feet.
I believe the true key to happiness is to keep the heart of the child. Become the protector your younger self would find protection and comfort in.
yes
Wonderful
this is beautiful
Just sit and look and the view.
your music sounds great
Your music is amazing ♥♥♥
I do not know the reason but i want to cry. This song makes me sad.
and I've cried 😍😍✨
"...you are my last and greatest hope, my greatest tool, my greatest son..." --The Emperor of Mankind
For a long time, I was friends with this girl, let's call her Liv (because thats her name).
We were good friends and had a friend group with two other girls. We had a great time from 5th-8th grade. Somewhere around March, she confessed to me that she loves me. I told her I would think it through. I was going to leave this school anyway after finishing this year. After finishing 8th grade, I spent some time talking to her, but her text's slowly got drier and drier, eventually culminating in a massive fight between me, Liv and the two other girls. Mind you, the rest were all on my side, but our friend group split apart. Her and her brother harassed me for a long time, Liv stalking me on my socials and her brother threatening to beat me up if he ever saw me.
Was I that affected by that? No. I was more affected by the fact someone I had spent so many memories with had left me to shit. Last words she told me before I told her goodbye, was "I have better friends anyways". I couldn't believe it, she refers to her friends like if they were toys of some sort. When she gets a new, bigger and better one, she leaves her previous behind. I tried to help her multiple times, she was depressed, and she was cutting herself constantly, always wearing bandages on her arms. Everyone in school knew. But me and this other friend, Athena (in the very same friend group) were the only ones who tried helping her. We tried, and tried, and tried, but she kept on denying our help.
Mind you, her father has bipolar. She most likely also has bipolar, along with her brother, Liv being extremely anti-social and her brother constantly vaping. I tried to gaslight myself for long, telling myself that she was just troubled and she came from a tough family, and she didn't meant what she told me. I sent her and apology somewhere around August, and I'm starting to feel it was just another ego boost for her and her brother. I hold no grudges against her, or her brother. But she does against me. Part of me wishes I wasn't the bad guy, but deep down, I know it's impossible to always be the good guy. You're always gonna be the villain in at least one person's story.
As I mentioned previously, I was leaving this school, but Athena was also leaving. Weirdly enough, Liv and the other friend reconciled, while she blocked both me and Athena. Me and her had a lot of fun together, but we never ended up in anything romantic. That's because I don't want to lose the last person who speaks English in my life, apart from the occasional text from one of my cousins. And I don't like her either, and I hope she does too. Relationships are a cycle anyways - you love, you hate, you ghost. This is why I'm so cautious with girls, and people in general. I don't want another Liv situation. I feel stranded on a tiny island, surrounded by Spaniards, as I live in Barcelona. I'm the only person who speaks fluent English in my year in this new school. Athena and a bright blue screen are the only thing's left in my life that speak English. My parents speak English, but not fluently. They're Colombians. That's why I don't want to lose touch with Athena. Frankly, I'm scared. I want to still speak English. I searched for English clubs in Barcelona, but it was just a bunch of classes for non-speakers. I'm lonely. I was born in the UK, but when I emigrated to Spain during Brexit, my British accent was eventually lost, as the only English speakers around me were Americans. Now, I don't want to lose English as a whole. I've already lost my cultural identity. I don't want to lose the last thing that remains of it. Life is starting to seem like a lonely road for me. I spend my days writting a book, continuously typing away. I only go outside to go to the gym or go to school in the daytime, in the night time I like walking. Here in Barcelona, it's pretty hot during sunlight.
In summary, I have no more sources of English apart from a friend and the internet left in my life, as the previous has left me in the dirt. I feel lonely, as I live in Spain. I have no cultural identity. I have Spanish friends, but they know the "Spanish Me", not "Me". They don't get me too well, even when I act Spanish.
I'm God's lonely man.
Do not yet loose hope, for time brings change and through it your potential shines. Opportunities will come, God will show you them, and all you have to do is step forward.
From how you have written this you seem very young l, which is rich coming from me as I’m 22. But I still need that reminder and often. Your life will change rapidly and severally, you have no control over that but you do over how you react!
Also, do not think yourself the bad guy. You made a mistake perhaps, but the fact you have forgiven and apologized is a great feat! It is now entirely on Liv to accept your forgiveness, and as she does not that is a stain upon her heart nor yours.
Worry not of other’s burdens, or more often put do not worry about what others think or say of you. Their perspectives are only true to themselves, not you, not anyone else, and certainly not God. Your character is genuine truth and God knows and sees it best. Go with Him, be in peace, you have done well my friend!
Nah Im good
Ill live with both
hard
Hi bro ! I like your videos and I have a question, how you found all picture
The opposite is actually key to remaining a legitimately powerful soul. Yes, mankind has pigeon-holed itself into false attempts at self-congratulatory bravado and boolsheet, but in the end, *everyone perishes*. None will be spared. Wealth will be irrelevant. Machismo is non-sequitur. Posturing is pretentious. THAT is a better definition of "growing up", not the contrite and contrary "be a man" nonsense. You and everyone else will one day d13 alone. If you're unprepared for that moment, you'll regret it.
🐲✨🐲✨🐲✨
"Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind's journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul's fate revealed. In time, all points converge; hope's strength, resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe's endless refrain, we must see all in nothingness... before we start again."
🐲✨🐲✨🐲✨
--Diamond Dragons (series)
bro legit gave me goosebumps. I hope once this moment comes, you will find peace. Thank you for your words.
Who's the artist for the illustration of your video?
Mr. Artie Intelligence I would assume lol
It is hard to chose i am going to sleeping this is not ok decision.