Bazen bir konuya odaklanmamamak gerçek “odak” olabiliyor. Tıpkı herhangi bir resme bakmak için yakınında değil de bir adım geride durmak gibi.
Aksu Onurluer
only in one attention in one subject or topic
giving full effort, and ideas to the given topic
concentration
no distraction
only one
Cloyd
I was struck by the number of eyeglass cleaners I owned. A metaphor, perhaps? My quest for clarity amid the buffoonery of life.
SLYSLY
The matador’s gaze locked. The crowd faded. Only him and the bull. Clarity. Purpose. One move. Life or death. In the arena, a man finds what he seeks
human_esque
my brain is like a pinball machine with thoughts bouncing everywhere! if focusing was a game, I’d lose like a motherfucker
mellowtonin
An aperture narrowing, colors growing vivid, the whispers of her psyche crescendoed into symphonic clarity.
Jaz
willing my mind to sharpen, like the proverbial pencil that’s never sharp enough to jot down life’s absurdities. the brain is a soup, and a stray noodle keeps obscuring the clarity.
Bazen bir konuya odaklanmamamak gerçek “odak” olabiliyor. Tıpkı herhangi bir resme bakmak için yakınında değil de bir adım geride durmak gibi.
only in one attention in one subject or topic
giving full effort, and ideas to the given topic
concentration
no distraction
only one
I was struck by the number of eyeglass cleaners I owned. A metaphor, perhaps? My quest for clarity amid the buffoonery of life.
The matador’s gaze locked. The crowd faded. Only him and the bull. Clarity. Purpose. One move. Life or death. In the arena, a man finds what he seeks
my brain is like a pinball machine with thoughts bouncing everywhere! if focusing was a game, I’d lose like a motherfucker
An aperture narrowing, colors growing vivid, the whispers of her psyche crescendoed into symphonic clarity.
willing my mind to sharpen, like the proverbial pencil that’s never sharp enough to jot down life’s absurdities. the brain is a soup, and a stray noodle keeps obscuring the clarity.