Can't take it all at once. TOO COMPLEX
But the truth is, also, simply this: love is indomitable
Whoaa tht's me?
Thanks for the tag :)@nayshizzledivy
I made a uquiz! What are your best qualities? Because I refuse to accept your “I have none” reblogs on this post.
-Ghost,Halsey
“A ghost can be a lot of things. A memory, a daydream, a secret. Grief, anger, guilt. But, in my experience, most times they’re just what we want to see. Most times, a ghost is a wish.”
― The Haunting of Hill House (2018) dir. Mike Flanagan
“There are things that tie them to a place, very much like they do us. Some remain tethered to a patch of land. A time and date. The spilling of blood. A terrible crime. But there are others. Others that hold onto an emotion. A drive. Loss. Revenge. Or love. Those, they never go away.”
― Crimson Peak (2015) dir. Guillermo del Toro
“There are such things as ghosts. People everywhere have always known that. And we believe in them every bit as much as Homer did. Only now, we call them by different names. Memory. The unconscious.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History
“What is a ghost, after all, but a repressed memory, the past demanding to be heard in the present?”
― Alfred Mac Adam, Introduction of Jane Austen’s Northanger Abbey
“If that staid old house near the Green at Richmond should ever come to be haunted when I am dead, it will be haunted, surely, by my ghost. O the many, many nights and days through which the unquiet spirit within me haunted that house when Estella lived there! Let my body be where it would, my spirit was always wandering, wandering, wandering, about that house.”
― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations
“May you not rest, as long as I am living! You said I killed you — haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe — I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always — take any form — drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“Come back! Even as a shadow, even as a dream”
― Euripides, Herakles
“In one aspect, yes, I believe in ghosts, but we create them. We haunt ourselves.”
― Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls
“In real life it’s the living who haunt you.”
— Franz Wright, from section 1 of “Observations,” Earlier Poems (Alfred A. Knopf, 2007)
“Perhaps I haunted her as she haunted me”
— Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca
“They were nothing more than living ghosts, haunting each other with what could be. What can’t be.”
― Libba Bray, A Great and Terrible Beauty
“And how odd it is to be haunted by someone who is still alive.”
― I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)
“You’ll always be my favourite ghost”
― Big God, Florence + the Machine
“I’m begging you to keep on hunting me”
― Haunting, Halsey
“I’ll come back to haunt you”
― Haunt, Bastille
the whole “fiction doesn’t affect reality” argument is actually kinda racist…
I think this answer depends on the reasons they need to be more social and attentive. It also depends on whether or not the INFP wants to be more social and attentive.
I’m wondering about the word “more” in this question. It hints that an INFP’s current level of attentiveness and social interaction isn’t good enough.
If they’re in a social situation, the INFP will probably be as social as they’re capable. If you don’t want an INFP to become inauthentic, don’t point out that they’re not doing enough.
INFPs are Introverts, which might explain why they may not be as social as an Extrovert. And I also feel that INFPs are naturally quite attentive to others, especially in one-on-one conversations.
So, how can we teach an INFP to be a super alert Extrovert, while allowing them to be true to themselves? Hmm…
Perhaps by just accepting them as they are. If that isn’t enough, you can always find plenty of more-socially attentive individuals amongst the Extroverted types. 💗
Thanks for the question. 😊
Mate
I want to play a game with you all.
You have to make a new word by changing only one letter of the last word.
Dirt
Adulting to me involves the stuffy things I have to do to survive. Usually, somehow forcing myself to be a good little human by skirting around the outer edges of society.
This world forces people to suffer hours every day just so they can eat and live under a warm roof. What kind of world is this? Why isn’t food and safety a right? Why are people struggling with more than one job just to feed their children? This is a broken world.
So I have to pretend to be like the rest of the poor souls and adult my way through life. Push myself in ways I haven’t before. Pay a bill for something that makes no sense to me. Don’t even get me started on taxes. Why am I working just so some invisible entity can steal it all away?
Is that being an adult? Or a blind pushover?
“Adulting” only reminds me of what I dislike about this planet. There is so much more to living than being forced to sit in front of blinding screens and working our fingers raw for a mere nickel that will only be stolen away in the end.
I want people to see how beautiful life can be. That the pressures we face daily aren’t what being alive is about. Life is about expanding our minds and entwining our hearts with those we love. Everything else is an unnecessary burden to bury in an empty field, then covered over in blue wildflowers.
Forget this adulting business. It isn’t being an adult to take on these responsibilities. It just means a person is old enough to officially take on roles we’ve been trained for since we first stepped foot into school as children. All those long years of brainwashing just for these happy moments of being an adult. I’m not particularly proud of what humanity is doing to itself. *sighs and wanders off*
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