One life. It's worth an attempt.
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One life. It's worth an attempt.
don't give up
I LOVE HEARING YOUR IDEAS AND THOUGHTS YOUR BRAIN IS SO HUGE
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The forest was shrinking but the trees kept voting for the axe, for the axe was clever and convinced the trees that because his handle was made of wood he was one of them.
So when my mom was going back to school for her masters, I was a little kid and got enrolled in the on-campus pre-school where they give people going into child care professions some hands on experience while also offering a free place to drop off your kid when going to class.
Anyway I found the portfolio they made of me back then and honestly this one entry almost made me cry when I got to the end.
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Item: stick shaped like an arrow that always points the way you’re going
Item: stick shaped like
an arrow that always points
the way you’re going
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Rare item: Druid's navigator
Weight: a few
Value: 2cp
Item description: sticked shape arrow that always points to the way you're going. Simply state your heart's deepest desire and toss it to the air. Wherever it lands shall point you to where you needed to go.
Even if all the stars die, the bismuth will still twinkle in the dark abyss and since life uses bismuth, that bismuth will be a tiny part of life that will still exist without us.
You are a language I am no longer fluent in but still remember how to read
These are war machines. We celebrate what they no longer are, not what they once were.
Power doesn't like to be questioned.
The danger is to try and make awards your God, and chase them. Do the right thing and do it brilliantly, and all that stuff will come.
Struggling means you have persevered! Being heartbroken means you have loved! Grieving means you have been loved!
I think one big reason why we don't consider the stars as important as before (not even pop-astrology anymore cares about the stars or the sky on itself, just the signs deprived of context) is because of light pollution.
For most of human history the sky looked between 1-3, 4 at most. And then all of a sudden with electrification it was gone (I'm lucky if I get 6 in my small city). The first time I saw the Milky Way fully as a kid was a spiritual experience, I was almost scared on how BRIGHT it was, it felt like someone was looking back at me. You don't get that at all with modern light pollution.
When most people talk about stargazing nowadays they think about watching about a couple of bright dots. The stars are really, really not like that. The unpolluted night sky is a festival of fireworks. There is nothing like it.
The unpolluted night sky is a festival of fireworks. There is nothing like it.
Just say yes and you'll figure it out afterwards.
They know suffering and they know that you saved them from it.
Learn to calm your own storm instead of venting to other people. It sounds therapeutic to let it all out, but you're reinforcing your negative thoughts. It's no one's job but yours to pull you out of your own problems. Journal, meditate, exercise, and release.
"To be loved by a writer is to live forever" is genuinely so true. I've noticed bits of conversations I've had with people spilling into my dialogue. I've noticed i describe smiles how my friend smiles, and I write laughter to mimic the tones from my mother. many qualities in my friends that I love have found their way onto my pages and will never be forgotten because they were written in the kind of ink that can never be erased.
I truly don't believe becoming a doctor requires innate intelligence just beyond normal human persistence.