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The only thing I’ve understood about human relationships is that you can never truly know anyone. You only ever know the part of a person that they allow you to see.
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I just opened a Christmas gift from Farcaster Christmas @xmasgift.eth
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I see nothing but beauty; nothing but colors that seem determined not to be just “yellow and orange.” Autumn, to me, is a stage of quiet transformations; a place where every falling leaf honestly records the truth of its moment. It’s full of signs that reveal themselves only when you slow down.
Autumn is the season when hidden layers come to light, when colors no longer wish to pretend.
Autumn is still alive; on the edge of every leaf, in the cold breath of every morning.
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Do you remember when we were children, how many dreams we had? Dreams we lived with, fell asleep to, and woke up with the hope of reaching. How beautiful they were.
Dreams and dreaming are such an important part of human life that it’s impossible to imagine life without them. Many of the things we do today were at first only a dream, a thought, an idea.
Regardless of whether you ever pursue a dream or make any effort to realize it, dreams are worthy of respect. I can say that the ability to dream often saves us from the repetitive and sometimes boring routines of daily life.
I once read somewhere: “A thousand dreams are killed so that you understand life is not a dream, but the thousand, and-first dream remains alive so that you realize life without dreams has no meaning.”
Are you a dreamer?
In the world of dreams and imagination, what role do you play?
How do you live there?
As for me — I am😊
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I want to plant these walnuts in the ground. To be honest, I’ve done it once before, and it worked, now I have a small walnut tree. The chances of success may be low, but hope is still alive in my heart, the same hope that makes every little seed want to grow.
I wish humans were like seeds, every time they fall, they would take root instead of losing hope. Within every dark soil lies a hidden light that only the eyes of patience and faith can see.
Maybe these walnuts will never sprout, but the very act of planting them is a way of believing in the repetition of life’s miracle.
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Good morning, friends
I took a few photos of the autumn mood. These colors remind me every year of a simple thing: the world is always changing, not to scare me, but to make room for something new. The leaves that fall aren’t meant to carry a philosophy; they simply remind us that no season is permanent. Maybe that’s enough.
