The light breaks my real self. Dark Shoadows haunted you. Tears of liquid darkness flows until light appears in your sight.

Just a little light can change the athmosphere in an huge cold building.

„Yesterday’s pain is the Warrior of the Light’s strenght.“ –#paulocoelho

When I look in the mirror I see me as a victim.
But when I am look around, I see we are all guilty, responsible for it.
„Who ever has the streght to tell the truth also have the strength to face it, however how painful it is. Life challenges us, no matter how courages we are. Life forces us when we look into the mirror. We have all to face the truth even it is a sad truth. At the end of the day, courage is the only tool we have to face life and death with dignity. When death lurks, even the bravest hero turns into a coward. No one has it under control. When everyone drowned in pain and hatred not even the strongest will can control what is to come.“ -cablegirls #netflix

„The fact is, street girls like me, dream about having this – a perfekt family. But apart from blood, what else holds them together? What lies behind their facade of perfection? Because every family has their secrets and wicked traits. And it’s just a matter of time before the secrets are reviled and the image of the family shattered.“ -Cable Girls (Netflix)

𝓦𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓬𝓱?
𝓓𝓲𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓑𝓸𝓷𝓱ö𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓻.𝓦𝓲𝓮𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓔𝓻𝓰𝓮𝓫𝓾𝓷𝓰 (𝓣𝓮𝔁𝓽 𝓪𝓾𝓼 𝓭𝓮𝓶 𝓚𝓩 𝓴𝓾𝓻𝔃 𝓿𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓶 𝓣𝓸𝓭.)
„Wer bin ich? Sie sagen mir oft, ich träte aus meiner Zelle gelassen und heiter und fest, wie ein Gutsherr aus seinem Schloss.
Wer bin ich? Sie sagen mir oft, ich spräche mit meinen Bewachern frei und freundlich und klar, als hätte ich zu gebieten.
Wer bin ich? Sie sagen mir auch, ich trüge die Tage des Unglücks gleichmütig lächelnd und stolz, wie einer, der Siegen gewohnt ist.
Bin ich das wirklich, was andere von mir sagen? Oder bin ich nur das, was ich selbst von mir weiß? Unruhig, sehnsüchtig, krank, wie ein Vogel im Käfig, ringend nach Lebensatem, als würgte mir einer die Kehle, hungernd nach Farben, nach Blumen, nach Vogelstimmen, dürstend nach guten Worten, nach menschlicher Nähe, zitternd vor Zorn über Willkür und kleinlichste Kränkung, umtrieben vom Warten auf große Dinge, ohnmächtig bangend um Freunde in endloser Ferne, müde und leer zum Beten, zum Denken, zum Schaffen, matt und bereit, von allem Abschied zu nehmen?
𝓦𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓬𝓱? 𝓓𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓳𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓻? 𝓑𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓾𝓽𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓻 𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓮𝓷 𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓻? 𝓑𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝔃𝓾𝓰𝓵𝓮𝓲𝓬𝓱? 𝓥𝓸𝓻 𝓜𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓗𝓮𝓾𝓬𝓱𝓵𝓮𝓻 𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓿𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓲𝓻 𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓫𝓼𝓽 𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓿𝓮𝓻ä𝓬𝓱𝓽𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝔀𝓮𝓱𝓵𝓮𝓲𝓭𝓲𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓢𝓬𝓱𝔀ä𝓬𝓱𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰? 𝓦𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓬𝓱? 𝓔𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓕𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓲𝓫𝓽 𝓶𝓲𝓽 𝓶𝓲𝓻 𝓢𝓹𝓸𝓽𝓽. 𝓦𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓪𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓫𝓲𝓷, 𝓓𝓾 𝓴𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓼𝓽 𝓶𝓲𝓬𝓱, 𝓓𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓫𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓬𝓱, 𝓸 𝓖𝓸𝓽𝓽!“

„Grace doesn’t depend on suffering to exist, but where there is suffering you will find grace in many facets and colors.“ – Wm. Paul Young, The Shack
#wmpaulyoung #theshack

„God creates the vine and teaches it to draw up water by its roots and with the aid of the sun to turn that water into a juice which will ferment and take on certain qualities. Every year God turns water into wine. When Jesus at Cana makes water into wine, the mask is off. And the miracle has only half its effect if it only convinces us that #christ is God. It will have its full effect if whenever we see a #vineyard or drink a glass of wine we remember that here works He who sat at the wedding party in Cana.”-C.S.Lewis

„I believe in Christ as I believe that the sun has risen – not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.“ -C.S. Lewis

fog is like looking in the mirror – we only see the effects of pain on us – not the effects on others

You deep dark secret can’t be held for much longer, your redhood will only keep you hidden for so much time. That big bad wol isn’t hiding in your hood, that big bad wolf is hidding in your mind.