The night is broken, and so am I. But you have spoken and stopped my cry. Alive and free, I’m thankful for thee - in love and caring for two.
My life is over and I am so far away from you and I don’t want to be so low and feeling lonely when you are far away from me. And my life’s torn and shattered. It takes its toll, unflattering. For now, now, now I’ve woken up. And I understand, that I am broken.
Something is driving me, moving me on. I’m so near, and yet, so far. It’s you and I, we’ll fight this together, and do or die for love.
I Am Broken, by Peter Stipan, written after one of my many trips to Japan which taught me about kint-sugi… golden joinery!
I’ve always loved kintsugi . I bought a kit to try and repair a pottery lamp my then dog with the zoomies, yet quickly came to realize that repair with gold is an art unto itself, and not my skill set.
There's no housing the fact we've been broken. Super glue only emphasizes that.
More often than not, our western culture (american especially) put more value on getting new things instead of finding a way to use what we shady had. Maybe that's why we're willing to throw each other away so easily?
Instead, we could wear resilience proudly, because we can observe the indications of what it means.
I studied about Kingtusi some years back in one of my classes. And it was heartwarming to know that understanding. And the art is absolutely captivating.
The night is broken, and so am I. But you have spoken and stopped my cry. Alive and free, I’m thankful for thee - in love and caring for two.
My life is over and I am so far away from you and I don’t want to be so low and feeling lonely when you are far away from me. And my life’s torn and shattered. It takes its toll, unflattering. For now, now, now I’ve woken up. And I understand, that I am broken.
Something is driving me, moving me on. I’m so near, and yet, so far. It’s you and I, we’ll fight this together, and do or die for love.
I Am Broken, by Peter Stipan, written after one of my many trips to Japan which taught me about kint-sugi… golden joinery!
Love it and even more that you shared it here with us!
I’ve always loved kintsugi . I bought a kit to try and repair a pottery lamp my then dog with the zoomies, yet quickly came to realize that repair with gold is an art unto itself, and not my skill set.
I love these bowls tho
There's no housing the fact we've been broken. Super glue only emphasizes that.
More often than not, our western culture (american especially) put more value on getting new things instead of finding a way to use what we shady had. Maybe that's why we're willing to throw each other away so easily?
Instead, we could wear resilience proudly, because we can observe the indications of what it means.
I studied about Kingtusi some years back in one of my classes. And it was heartwarming to know that understanding. And the art is absolutely captivating.
Nice tradition and like us we have broken pieces and the scars are within them the lessons!