Genesis 22:14
14 So Abraham called that place The Lord Will Provide. And to this day it is said, “On the mountain of the Lord it will be provided.”
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Genesis 22:14
14 So Abraham called that place The Lord Will Provide. And to this day it is said, “On the mountain of the Lord it will be provided.”
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Here's how to Disable Third Parties (Like AI Companies) from Looking At Your Shit. A Comprehensible Guide.
If you're on your computer, go to "ACCOUNT" located on the Left <-side bar, and choose for the blog you want to shield from the artificial onlookers. (Side note: You're gonna have to do this to each blog you have... ughhh.. they don't make it easy.) ANyway, choose one of your blogs and click it.
Once there, go to the Right -> side bar, and click on "BLOG SETTINGS."
Your Blog's page set up should be set up like this. Now, scroll allll the way down (it's near the damn BOTTOM >:( ) Until you get to a Section Called, "VISIBILITY."
Here's the "VISIBILITY" section. If you look at the blue bullet right there, you'll see "Prevent third-party sharing for (yourtumblrblogname)". Yours will probably be a gray bullet. Gray means you've switched it to OFF. Blue means it's switched to ON. Make sure the bullet slider is blue. And Bam. You're done (for this blog). No extra save button thankfully or whatever. BUT now you have to go and do the same thing for all your other side blogs. Hope this helps some of my followers. Because the tumblr is set up in a way that gives you multiple setting options for not just each blog, but your account as well. So you'd ASSUME it'd be underneath your account so it could apply to everything! Buuut its not. And here we are. Good luck out there fellow artists. And tumblr? Shame. Live was a mistake, and so was this.
"Scrooge only changed because he saw how nobody mourned him after his death" NO NO NO NO. You don't get it! The last spirit only worked because of the spirits that came before softening him up! If the spirits had shown him dead and ungrieved only it would not work. As the night goes on amid the visits Scrooge is already visibly changing. He's different after the first spirit and even more so after the second. And it's because of how much he's already changed that the final spirit is able to succeed
The first ghost reminded him that he had been loved once, that there was, in fact, something lovable about him, and that he was once capable of returning that love.
The second ghost showed him the crossroads he was at, people still cared about him. Bob sticks up for him when it's clear Scrooge doesn't deserve it, and Fred expresses pity for him for his loneliness. But in those moments he also sees the fruits of his actions, Mrs Cratchit's pure distain for him and Fred's party goers jumping at the chance to make fun of him.
He is shown that he could go back to the days of Fezziwig and that he could join Fred's party and still be welcomed with open arms.
But the last ghost shows him that there is a deadline to fixing his life. If he doesn't get his act together, he's going to be despised at worse and dismissed at best.
OP is absolutely right, the last ghost only worked because Scrooge was shown what he could have, what was right within his reach. He wanted that, he was changing, he was ready. The last ghost just sealed the deal by letting him know what was at stake.
If "you're going to die soon and go to hell for being a shitty, greedy person" would have worked then Marley alone would have been more than enough to change his mind, but the story makes it very clear that simply telling Scrooge he's an asshole and will be punished for his sins one day was never going to get him to really change.
I also feel like there is an underestimation of the OTHER deaths.
Scrooge is profoundly shaped by the death of his sister, Fan. Fan is the person he loves most AND IS MOST LOVED BY in his childhood. She's the emotional rock for him. She's the reason he is both as good to his nephew Fred as he is - in honor of her memory - and as stand-off-ish as he is - because she died giving birth to Fred. It's a complex relationship. He can't really go either way with Fred without pain. Abandon Fred completely and he is betraying his sister's memory. But, emotionally, bonding with Fred is also a sort of betrayal for a man who has shoved aside his emotions.
It is also worth noting that Fan is sickly. The person he loves most in the world is never of great health. And he gets to spend very little time with her specifically because of his hard-hearted father who banishes him to boarding school and rarely brings him home.
Fast forward to Tiny Tim. Also sickly. Also much more kind and loving than the general experience. While I don't believe the comparison is ever directly made, it's probably not a coincidence that the future focus of Scrooge's life is Tiny Tim. He is the person that Scrooge immediately becomes concerned with. Yes, he notes the general conditions of the Cratchits but Tiny Tim draws the most focus. And part of the final happy ending is Scrooge becoming like a second father to Tiny Tim.
This is Scrooge not just healing of his ways but healing of one of his primary wounds. Instead of emulating his father in hard-heartedness, he sees a way to correct the behavior that hurt him so much. He can do the exact opposite and care intensely for the sickly child. He is, in effect, given the opportunity to correct the past. To make sure that "the child" is loved (this time without the necessity of emotional difficulty like in Fred's case) and that "the sickly kind youth" survives this time around, preventing future emotional complications.
Death is the stick but "fixing" Death is the carrot. The spirits don't just warn him of his wickedness or even just tell him to be good. They show him the opportunity to do what will both make the world and himself feel better. He can save the sort of person he lost by simply re-enacting the change he needed: a change of heart.
Scrooge needs a practical "DO THIS" and the spirits show him an easy one that his own psychology is looking for, even if he doesn't know it consciously. Just as they never tell him directly. But he is drawn right to it.
Compare also Tiny Tim's crutch and seat which maintain their places in the Cratchit household because they can't bare to let the markers go to Scrooge's own belongings which are stolen and resold while they're still warm from the last of his life. And the first instinct in the graveyard is for Scrooge to ask if the grave is Tiny Tim's. Partly, yes, this is deflection. But it is also showing where Scrooge's other concerns are. He is worried about Tiny Tim and he wants things to linger and not simply be tossed aside. Again, as he felt he was as a child. It's another, we're not directly stating this in clear language but we're showing this in emotional action. The first association with the grave is the sickly child that everyone wants to stick around. Compared with the cruelty that his own death is viewed in.
And don't forget the final negative image that the ghost of christmas present leaves Scrooge with. He shows scrooge the sickly starving children beneath his robe. Ignorance and Want. And when Scrooge asks if there isn't help for them, the ghost of christmas present taunts him with his own hardest hearted words.
"Are there no prisons?" said the Spirit, turning on him for the last time with his own words. "Are there no workhouses?"
It is directly setting up that Scrooge is hurting who he is most naturally drawn to help. Just in the same way as his own father deeply hurt him in opposition to the most "natural" parental desire. It isn't teaching Scrooge that he is a bad person. It is teaching Scrooge by association that he has become the villain from his own point of view. Presenting also the model for how to not be the villain, how to be the hero. Because the happy element in each scene is that someone comes in and cares. That the child is finally not abandoned. The the child is finally loved with such intensity that they cannot be let go. Which is the deep WHY of why Scrooge hardened his heart. His happiness is kept at arms length because he expects it to be choked and die.
Scrooge is cruel and heartless but he isn't luxurious. He doesn't harm people and then enjoy their wealth. He is like a dragon. He hoards it. Even from himself. He lives his life in the dark, in the cold, in a lack of relationships, eating cheap tasteless crap in the prison he has made for himself out of one of the old rental houses that he and Marley rent out as their way to prey upon the poor. He treats himself better than those he preys upon but only barely. He doesn't enjoy the fruits of his cruelty, he just keeps piling them on, even on himself. He lives in the cycle of abuse. So intensely that he is both abuser and abused. But he can't see it until it is other people heaping carelessness about himself. He can't do anything about it until he's shown the way to re-enact the opposite cycle.
And, finally, note what an opposition it makes. He is not merely changed to feel affectionate and open hearted and to dote onFred and, especially, Tiny Tim. He is joyous in it. He plays pranks. He laughs. He notes the ridiculousness of life and how funny it is. The final gift of the spirits is to make HIM happy to be alive because they know that helping Tiny Tim and connecting with Fred and his family will make him happy. That's life as opposed to the Deaths that Scrooge has wallowed in most of his life.
Anyway I'm finally rereading Aggressively Happy after a few years and I'm going to liveblog my favorite quotes
This post for the introduction chapter:
Explanation of the title- I like that and I want to be like that too <3
NOT about toxic positivity
Her name was Judy-Lynn del Rey. And she became the most powerful editor in science fiction history.
Born in 1943 with achondroplastic dwarfism, Judy-Lynn grew up devouring science fiction in New York City's public libraries. At a time when the genre was dismissed as pulp fiction for teenage boys, she saw something else entirely: the future of storytelling.
She started at the bottom—an office assistant at Galaxy, the most prestigious science fiction magazine of the 1960s. Within four years, she was managing editor.
Then Ballantine Books came calling.
When she arrived at Ballantine in 1973, science fiction and fantasy were afterthoughts in publishing. Fantasy in particular was considered unsellable—unless you were Tolkien. Judy-Lynn thought that was nonsense.
Her first major move was audacious: she cut ties with one of Ballantine's bestselling authors, John Norman, whose "Gor" novels were popular but notoriously misogynistic. It was a risk. She didn't care.
Then came the gamble that changed everything.
In 1976, someone brought her an opportunity: the novelization rights to an upcoming space movie by a young director named George Lucas. Hollywood thought the film would bomb. Studio executives were skeptical. Most publishers passed.
Judy-Lynn said yes.
The Star Wars novelization sold 4.5 million copies before the movie even premiered.
She would later call herself the "Mama of Star Wars."
In 1977, she launched Del Rey Books—her own imprint, with her husband Lester editing fantasy while she oversaw everything else. Their first original novel was Terry Brooks's The Sword of Shannara. It became a phenomenon.
She didn't stop there.
Remember The Princess Bride? The original 1973 novel had flopped. It was headed for obscurity. Judy-Lynn rescued it, reissuing it in 1977 with a striking gate-fold cover and an aggressive marketing campaign. Without her intervention, there might never have been a movie.
She published the Star Trek Log series. She championed Stephen R. Donaldson's Thomas Covenant trilogy—convincing Ballantine to release all three books on the same day from a completely unknown author. Unprecedented.
She published Anne McCaffrey's The White Dragon—the first science fiction novel ever to hit #1 on the New York Times bestseller list.
And she did all of this while competitors called her imprint "Death-Rey Books"—because she was utterly dominant.
Between 1977 and 1990, Del Rey Books had 65 titles reach bestseller lists. That was more than every other science fiction and fantasy publisher combined.
Arthur C. Clarke called her "the most brilliant editor I ever encountered."
Philip K. Dick went further: "The greatest editor since Maxwell Perkins"—the legendary editor of Hemingway and Fitzgerald.
But here's what burns: the science fiction community never nominated her for a Hugo Award while she was alive. Not once. The men who ran the industry praised her in private and overlooked her in public.
In October 1985, Judy-Lynn suffered a brain hemorrhage. She died four months later, at 42.
Only then did the Hugo committee vote to give her the Best Professional Editor award.
Her husband Lester refused to accept it.
He said Judy-Lynn would have objected—that it was given only because she had just died. That it came too late.
He was right.
Judy-Lynn del Rey transformed science fiction from a niche hobby into a cultural force. She made fantasy into a mainstream publishing category. She bet on Star Wars when no one else would. She saved The Princess Bride from oblivion. She published the first #1 New York Times science fiction bestseller.
She did all of this standing 4'1" tall in an industry run by men who underestimated her at every turn.
The next time you pick up a fantasy novel, or watch a Star Wars movie, or quote The Princess Bride—
Now you know who made it possible.
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Ok so at this point I've had two people roll up to me in manual wheelchairs, well, one of them was somebody pushing somebody who was nonverbal at the time, but it still counts. They asked me why I had zip ties around my tires.
It's winter where I'm living and we have really bad snow. And the snow plow people are really bad at their jobs probably because there aren't snow plow people who clean sidewalks. As a solution I got to thinking about how I could increase the traction on my wheels. And the most redneck thing I could think of was taking a bunch of zip ties and tying them around my wheels. They last surprisingly long, and work surprisingly well. It's basically the same premise as chains for your tires during the winter.
I chose to space them out pretty evenly so there's about one for every spoke. You could probably do more or less depending on how many you want and how much traction you get but I wouldn't go more than three per spoke. I realize that it's a bit later in the winter, and I probably should have made a post about this sooner, but I came up with it about a week ago. So please share this, even if you're not disabled, because there are tons of people I know who are stuck in their houses because they can't get around in the snow. A pack of zip ties costs about $5, which compared to $200 knobby snow tires is a big save, and if you want to invest you could get colored zip ties.
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Oh fuck yes. Thank you all the abled people between op and me this is exactly what I needed to see 💜
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(for anyone using their chair both indoors and outside, highly recommend wheelchair 'slippers'/wheel socks like these so you don't tear up wood/vinyl/linoleum flooring with the zip ties!)
! This is fucking amazing and I love it!!!
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Never underestimate my ability to look for the Christian themes in any story, book, movie, show, anything.
It's very obviously not a Christian story? Too bad. I'll find the themes anyway.
I am unstoppable. Try me.
A story with any truth in it is Christian by its nature because Christ is the way, the truth, and the life
Now Is The Time To Seek The Lord.
In this Bible passage, the prophet told God’s people to continually seek the Lord until God comes and showers His righteousness. God shows Himself to those who continually seek Him. Now is the time to seek God until He comes.
“I said, ‘Plant the good seeds of righteousness, and you will harvest a crop of love. Plow up the hard ground of your hearts, for now is the time to seek the Lord, that he may come and shower righteousness upon you.’”—Hosea 10:12 NLT
I keep seeing posts claiming that x y or z action you can do to build a better world won’t matter. That capitalism doesn’t care, and your own actions dont amount to much.
It’s so painfully individualistic. Of course me doing that thing isn’t going to save anybody or anything.
Im not trying to be a superhero who personally saves the say.
I am one leaf making oxygen in a massive forest of other trees making oxygen. I am doing my best and having faith that millions of others will do their best as well.
Because that can and has made big changes over time. Like. That is just how change happens. Thats cultural shifts. Thats political shifts. Thats how lasting changes happen.
I don’t plant milkweed because I’m personally gonna save monarch butterflies. I plant milkweed because I know thousands of us are gonna plant milkweed and send money to the people fighting horrible pesticides in court.
The standard for change isn’t “is my doing this going to change the world?” The standard is “is my doing this part of the shift I want to see my community make?” And if the answer is yes, I do my best.
No money, no nepotism
No favoritism, no nothin'
But I stuck to my guns
And God made good on His promise
Now I know when I'm in the flow
Anything good, I can do it
'Cause a gentle voice that holds my hand
Will carry me right through it
Keep me now, Lord hold me still and I'll stand right on Your will. Maybe that's how forgiveness feels.
Maybe that's how forgiveness feels
I think we need more stories of forgiveness, because when everyone around us is shouting, "Never forgive them, forgiveness is weakness, forgiveness is ignoring what they've done!" it sounds empowering and sympathetic to us when we're the victims...
Until WE mess up. Until WE hurt someone. And then that same lesson tells US, "You can't ever be forgiven, they SHOULD hate you, forgiving you would mean forgetting what you've done." And I think the end result of that thinking is that we either wallow in our mistakes, unable to ask for forgiveness or learn from it to become a better person - or we vehemently deny that we did anything wrong, because only "evil" people hurt others that badly, and WE can't possibly be evil. And both of those results cause terrible harm to ourselves and those around us.
Forgiveness isn't forgetting - it's letting go of the grudge, it's saying you won't hold this over their heads anymore, it's draining the poison caused by the hurt they caused so you (and they, if they choose to) can move on. Sometimes the person we need to forgive is ourselves (and not in a "I did nothing wrong" way but in a "I will do better going forward" way.)
But many of us don't see that nearly enough, which is why I think we NEED stories that remind us that forgiveness is real, it's healing, it's POSSIBLE (although sometimes we need God's help to truly let go - speaking from experience here) - and that we can receive it when we need it, too.
When Elijah was depressed and wanted to die. God didn't lecture him. He gave him food, water and rest. Sometimes, healing begins with something simple: eat, sleep and let God take care of the rest.
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