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The more jedi are added to the 'survived O66 list' the more clear it is that the the tragedy of the Jedi is absolutely about genocide, but it's no longer COMPLETELY about Obi-Wan and Yoda as the exiled survivors or Luke as the Hero that can Save Us. The tragedy isn't about BEING alone, its about FEELING alone.

Kanan and Cal, who almost certainly knew each other (to me), are circling the galaxy around each other. They both know Saw Gerrara. Gungi goes back to Kashyyyk. YODA IS STRAIGHT CHILLING. Ahsoka is running an intelligence agnecy. And like, that's what, 5 people? I know there's a handful of more, but even if there's a hundred? Instead of 10000? It's not much, its obviously about their decimation, but they're all, at least for awhile, under the impression that they are lone survivors. They all have to shed everything that identifies them as Jedi, they see their temple desecrated as the palace of a tyrant. They cut their braids and shed their robes, they hide their lightsabers. They find new families, new roles, all assuming the Jedi are extinct.

AND YET. They are all pulling in the same direction. They all remain true to the Jedi they are. Most are involved in the rebellion, some train students, all of them shine in the galaxy even though it's an offense punishable by death.

It never mattered to the Emperor to get every last Jedi ever. It was about destroying their culture, it was about scattering them, breaking their will, and making sure they FELT alone.

It works, for awhile. But as we are shown over and over, being a Jedi is not about any of that. Being a Jedi is about hope, about goodness, about the peace and light that you carry with you, that sustains you and supports you, it's about offering yourself up as a vessel for that peace and hope to manifest itself around you no matter the consequences.

So truthfully, the Emperor could never succeed. No matter how dark things get, the Jedi - whoever they are, wherever they come from, no matter how long its been since they swung a lightsaber, cannot be defeated. Only killed. They will all, always, no matter how few, pull in the direction of justice, and they will always succeed.

snapscube

Can I interest you in our desert menu?

sure what have u got

snapscube

thanks but i’ll pass

anxietyproblem

y-that-crazy-five-foot-two-chick

ketenkusu

This is what hozier meant when he says he falls a little bit in love everyday with someone new

actualmythicalcreature

I once watched a girl in the produce aisle pick up a bushel of bananas that were precariously perched on the edge and move them farther back and under her breath she said “there you go sweeties - that will be more comfortable” before shuffling off and… I think about her often.

therainshallmakeadoor-deactivat

« Silent lovers » is such a sweet way to put it.

dangerously-human

I was driving on the highway and passed a dude absolutely JAMMING alone in his car, doing those little half dance moves you do when you’re stuck sitting down in a small space, bellowing unheard lyrics at the top of his lungs, and my instant reaction was to think “I love you.” And then to pray he had a good day, or whatever, because those fleeting moments of connection are so incredible.

l0velyl4vender

I’d like to add on to this with the other end of the spectrum!!

I used to go to this one gas station a lot with my Grandma, usually every Thursday after school. When I switched schools, I stopped going. And then one day, a week or two later, my grandma comes in and says “The employee at the gas station asked where you’ve been. He was worried.”

There are people that care about you more than you will ever know. And I think that’s beautiful.

perfect-jerry-blossom

i genuinely can't fucking deal with the larger internet anymore holy shit what the fuck are you people TALKING about. i am at my limit with this stupid bullshit. who the fuck cares if a man is hired to draw medical diagrams for young girls jesus christ we're pearl clutching about medical illustrations now? next you're gonna tell me male pediatricians shouldn't advise parents on their kids' vulva issues? male surgeons shouldn't be in the room when performing a procedure where a woman's breasts or vulva might be exposed? male researchers shouldn't conduct gynecological medical research? sure. better for men to live in ignorance and NEVER ally themselves with us to expand access to sexual education and reproductive healthcare i fucking guess. Twenty thousand likes. i hate it here KILL ME

perfect-jerry-blossom

THIS is the post that got me my first ever anon hate. i'd like to thank the academy tbh

also not related but can ppl on this post being like "yeah STOP being mean to men!!" pls stop cuz that's not the point of what i was saying 💀 i'm not mad bc someone was mean to a man i'm mad bc feminism is being hijacked by bioessentialist conservative Christian moralist bullshit where the goal seems to be the complete and total segregation of women from men instead of like, the material improvement of women's lives. i don't care if some intsta commenter is mean to men i care that feminism is culturally turning into Nu Conservatism

bluberimufim

I love that opera sits in this limbo where it's extremely well-known but not really beyond a surface level recognition, so you get commercials for makeup or whatever to the tune of the I Hate Women So Much It's Unreal aria

forthegothicheroine

#in the first bridgerton book daphne describes her crush feelings as if her heart is playing the queen of the night aria from the magic flute#which i can totally see if you have never found out what the words mean. very high and fluttery.#but the lyrics are along the lines of THE VENGEANCE OF HELL BOILS IN MY HEART. IF YOU DON'T MURDER THAT MAN I WILL DISOWN YOU.#and i laughed so hard i had to put the book down

via @tophatandboots

jackironsides

oh my god??

@lymeandcoconut

#lmaooooo #my fave is that episode of white collar where neil is doing a theft #and the music they play over it is leporello's 'here's the list of all the hundreds of women my boss has fucked' aria from don giovanni #it's supposed to just sound grand and sophisticated but the guy is singing about how DG fucks tall women short women #fat women skinny women princesses and peasants he fucks them all! #and here's the numbers broken down by nationality! #he's fucked over 1000 women in spain you know!

#oh and he's singing all this to a former conquest who tracked DG down because he promised to marry her then ditched her #anyway it's a lot

notformywings

donniehaspronouns

this might piss some people off but I don’t think some of you actually ever tried to unlearn your hatefulness. you just came out as queer and decided your new targets really truly deserve it this time.

donniehaspronouns

you. you get it.

corvys-clover

Dracula season... it beckons......

(Alts and dress ref ⬇)

ivan-fyodorovich-k

I wish to purchase goods and services without entering a blood covenant that entitles the provider to email and text me forever and also store a bunch of my personal data that they’re going to apologize for exposing in a breach in the next five to ten years

apricustar

the great divide really is, in its entirety, about a great divide.

it’s about growing up, leaving home, building a life elsewhere, and realizing that return doesn’t restore anything—it only reveals what’s been shifted. the buildings are still there, your old haunts are still there, the people still recognizable, the past still intact in its own way, but something in the way you meet it has changed. you have changed, and in that change, no longer fit in the same way.

what the album keeps circling is not any one moment, but an accumulation: missed conversations that never fully reopen, relationships that continue but subtly drift, versions of yourself that still surface in memory but no longer really exist in the present tense. a yawning gap that forms not in rupture, but in time.

and layered underneath that is something sharper: the way separation isn’t just geographical or relational, but expressive. the voice itself changes. what you want to say doesn’t come out the same anymore—filtered through distance and everything that has happened in between. life lived apart. time that has left everything slightly out of sync with itself.

and so even the attempt to reach becomes something else: not return, but translation. not closure, but articulation across a space that no longer guarantees being heard properly—at all like before.

time doesn’t heal all. success doesn’t overwrite where you came from. leaving doesn’t undo what you still carry. it just changes what you’re able to access, and what only exists now as something you can look at but not step back into.

what emerges is separation as lived condition: the strange experience of loving what you no longer fully belong to, of still recognizing who you were without being able to become that version of yourself again—a version that once fit here, without question.

a divide between past and present; memory and lived life; who you were and who you’ve become.

whyistheroomempty

apollos-boyfriend

children are so fucking funny man. i just overheard a kid go “i just learned a new way to pinch, wanna see it? it hurts a lot more!” followed by a loud, notably pained scream

albertvictoria-art

October 18th mood: Mina Harker

worldsbeyondpod

BIG NEWS: we now have a fourth PC at the table.

The Patreon-exclusive fireside chat for Ep. 1 of Solari is out NOW!

Join us: https://www.patreon.com/posts/big-news-and-for-153771741

quiddie

My little co-DM behind the screen 🥹

no-fall-damage-here

How did I miss this important bit of information?! Well I’m doing a lil cry now, this is very very nice 🥹

actual-changeling

i think part of the reason why every bot or construct it encounters is immediately down for whatever it suggest is the complete lack of respect from humans. murderbot being polite and friendly is one thing, but murderbot being kind when no one else even acknowledges your existence outside what purpose you fulfil for them, well.

i'd be fully ready to commit murder, help hide the body, and then watch the entirety of sanctuary moon together while fleeing from the authorities. pit stop at a star to throw the body into or whatever it comes up with, and then we're travel buddies. that is also, incidentally, pretty much what ART did, with some added major surgery but that's details.

artistantlers

Ylfa Snorgelsson as Roman Girl at a Fountain (by Léon Bonnat) for Mirror Image: A Dimension 20 Exhibition and this year’s @d20zinejam. I had a ton of fun making this study and I could easily sink another several hours into adding more texture and detail. Thanks so much to Elin @voxphantasma and Charli @charlilil for running this zine!

You can support Dimension 20 Zine Jam and check out the 68 zines we made last month here! The bundle is raising money for United Nations' Occupied Palestinian Territory Humanitarian Fund.

prints here