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Letting Go of Yesterday
We’ve all done it, replayed old conversations in our head, wished we’d taken a different path, wondered “what if?” with a heaviness that clings like fog.
Sometimes the past feels like a room we keep walking into, even though the door to the present is wide open.
Buddha’s teaching, “Do not dwell in the past,” isn’t a denial of history. It’s a gentle reminder: what’s behind us no longer holds power unless we let it.
Healing, growth, joy, they live here and now. And this moment, fleeting and imperfect, is the only place we can truly breathe and begin again.
Imagine a woman who carries regret for choices she made when she was younger.
Every day she wakes up and scrolls through those mental files, as if she's responsible for rewriting them.
But one day, she watches the sun rise without thinking of anything at all.
Just light, warmth, and silence. And it’s in that pause where peace finds her, not through fixing the past, but by surrendering to the present.
Letting go doesn’t mean forgetting. It means choosing not to get stuck in loops that drain us.
It means making space for new thoughts, new compassion, new strength.
The past is a story. The present is the pen. Write something kind today.
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We’ve all done it, replayed old conversations in our head, wished we’d taken a different path, wondered “what if?” with a heaviness that clings like fog.
Sometimes the past feels like a room we keep walking into, even though the door to the present is wide open.
Buddha’s teaching, “Do not dwell in the past,” isn’t a denial of history. It’s a gentle reminder: what’s behind us no longer holds power unless we let it.
Healing, growth, joy, they live here and now. And this moment, fleeting and imperfect, is the only place we can truly breathe and begin again.
Imagine a woman who carries regret for choices she made when she was younger.
Every day she wakes up and scrolls through those mental files, as if she's responsible for rewriting them.
But one day, she watches the sun rise without thinking of anything at all.
Just light, warmth, and silence. And it’s in that pause where peace finds her, not through fixing the past, but by surrendering to the present.
Letting go doesn’t mean forgetting. It means choosing not to get stuck in loops that drain us.
It means making space for new thoughts, new compassion, new strength.
The past is a story. The present is the pen. Write something kind today.
As long as we humans do not learn from our mistakes, yesterday and today will make no difference.
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Yes, it was a tragedy back then, and I'm far from ridiculing it with my work. The strange-looking angel refers to a statement made at the time: "Even God couldn't sink this ship." The melted clock, Dali-style, is meant to symbolize that the Titanic's time is now up.
Essentially, it's about human pride and arrogance, which contributed in part to this terrible disaster.
This and many other works I've created with the help of AI, Photoshop, etc., always have a message behind them.
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Essentially, it's about human pride and arrogance, which contributed in part to this terrible disaster.
This and many other works I've created with the help of AI, Photoshop, etc., always have a message behind them.
Very dissapointed as it should be a redhead. It's 'its' art bizarely steered by Salvadore Dali's Persitence of Memory clock, a commentary on the fluidity and subjective nature of time. The enormous angel reflects the size of the tragedy, emhasized by AI hallucinated netnderthalish eyeridges, with hair is clinging to the ship as if she had Rapunzel's 90 foot long locks.
Very sad, as it is too late to take it back. It has been crawled by Google already.
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Very sad, as it is too late to take it back. It has been crawled by Google already.
Art is subjective. Over 1,500 people died on the Titanic. Not liking someone's art does not equate to that.
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