when Brennan said "The first rule of existence is: as above, so below. People are fractal images of the universe. You are as we are. In the same way your heart feels and your mind thinks, you, mortal beings are the instrument by which the universe cares. If you choose to care, then the universe cares. If you don't, then it doesn't."
when Brennan said "It is a horrifying responsibility to think because things cannot remain the same, each and every one of us must shoulder some responsibility for how they will become different."
when Brennan said "Sometimes decisions are not difficult. Sometimes they are just hard."
when Brennan said "There is no moral. The Wolf eats you one day and until it does, the forest is beautiful."
when Brennan said "I always felt the fundamental substance of the universe is creation. None of this makes any sense, when you really break it down. It's like, none of this had to happen, but it's beautiful and art is the definition of 'this didn't have to happen, but it's beautiful.' [...] It resonates with the universe because the universe is consciousness playing with itself."
For the Language of Birthdays Series , can you make one for January 19th pls ?
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Language Of Birthdays: January 19 - Capricorn
[You can find the rest of the series here; or check out my masterlist]
The Day Of Dreams And Visions
Those born on January 19 must be allowed the psychic space to dream and experience their highly unique orientation to life. Even in the most practical areas of their work, they tend to act according to far-reaching social and universal ideals. These powerful individuals are often in touch with the hidden aspects of human emotions and consciousness, and to the extent that they bring out such truths in their own uncompromising manner of living, can be an example to others.
In their family and social lives, those born on this day are often recognized as people who can not only state their opinion forcefully, but also through their personal magnetism lead others to accept their views regarding everything from taste and politics to morality and art. They must, however, avoid getting sidetracked by negative phenomena, and becoming habituated to self-destructive tendencies.
January 19 people can be extremely difficult individuals, who lead very difficult lives, but nonetheless manage to function dynamically and impact greatly on their surroundings. It is as if every ounce of their energy can, when necessary, be directed outward. Actually, outside of moments of peak experience and intense involvement with their work, those born on this day may appear surprisingly ordinary. But by locating powerfully human qualities within them- selves, the more highly evolved of January 19 people perform a kind of alchemy where they transform themselves or their work into something exceptional.
Certain January 19 individuals, however, find it near impossible to lead any kind of stable life. Constantly beset by personal, usually emotional, problems, they bum like bright comets in the sky and then disappear into the blackness of the night. January 19 people of this type must learn to moderate and balance their frenetic energies, and to mediate their intensity. Often an empathic bond with an understanding, more stable individual is of vital importance in ground- ing them.
Other January 19 people feel compelled to make a strict division between their imaginative work and a more ordinary and stable private life (or on the contrary adopt more normal work patterns which balance an intense and imaginative inner life). In either case, a striving for objectivity and balance helps them weather the white heat of their own expressive energy.
The natural enthusiasm and high intensity of January 19 people should not be denied. Those born on this day who repress their individuality and creativity are eventually headed for frustration and unhappiness. Often a sense of crisis arises at twenty-eight and then around forty-two years of age where they must make fateful choices concerning widening or restricting their activities.
Strengths:
Electric
Creative
Influential
Weaknesses:
Maladjusted
Unstable
Self destructive
Advice
Those born on January 19 have to learn to channel their wilder energies productively. Keeping a balance between their practical and imaginative sides is crucial to their mental well-being. Because January 19 people so often go overboard, expending large amounts of energy, they risk collapse or burnout. Consequently, they must cultivate discipline, learning to still themselves and give structure to their lives. In this latter respect, both exercise and diet can play an important role, being areas around which a day can be structured. Vigorous physical exercise is recommended but of a non-competitive nature. Also more meditative physical activities such as yoga and tai-chi are possibilities. As far as diet is concerned, eating well-balanced hot-cooked meals, taking vitamin supplements, cutting down on sugar and alcohol, and in general looking forward to sharing food and companionship at least once a day with others are positive influences.
What the Fuck is the harasser's personal ethos anyway? Like anytime he says anything its usually a contradiction. He acts all superior and shit but like what is he even superior about? He is so all over the place. I yearn to kick his ass.
The amusement park on the mountain had once been the most popular attraction in your town. Everyone visited for whatever special occasion they could, spending tons of money on merchandise and tickets.
What made it so appealing to the public? Everyoneâs answer was alwaysâŚ
Silly the Clown!
He was taller than any person youâd ever meet, always nicely dressed and wearing close make up. When he walked through the park, everyone would stop what they were doing to line up and watch his act.
Not only was he hilarious, he was also quite handsome, according to the men and women that traveled to see him.
He was shrouded in mystery. No one ever saw him without his makeup on around town or even leave the park. People would wait in hiding, trying to catch a glimpse of Sillyâs real appearance.
But one day, the amusement park shut down. Rumors spread quickly through the small town, some saying there were loans gone wrong or even murder.
No one really knew why their beloved amusement park was no more, and Silly was never seen again.
That was⌠until you showed up.
You had been a huge fan of the amusement park as a kid, but never got to attend until your 18th birthday. Now, all these years later, you were back on your 25th, planning to celebrate by doing some urban exploring and maybe take home a souvenir.
The park wasnât as run down as you had first expected. Although none of the rides seemed to be in order, they looked to be maintained. None of the grass was overgrown, the walls were free of graffiti, and the ground was clean, no litter or dead leaves.
It was as if the park was simply closed for the day, not abandoned completely.
As you wandered the grounds, you kept turning to see if someone was behind you. You felt eyes on you the entire time, making you think perhaps there were cameras or security guards still on the premises to prevent vandalism and theft.
What you didnât know was that you were being followed and carefully monitored. Every step you took was being tracked, every little thing you did was observed by the pair of eyes watching you,
Though⌠for a moment the observerâs gaze moved over your body, lingering on⌠certain parts. It had been so long since someone had come to visit, and even longer since it had even thought about its⌠urges.
And you were such a pretty thing.
It was getting dark, meaning you should get back to your car soon⌠but as the sun went down, you nearly fell over in fright when the amusement park sparked to life.
Lights lit up, rides began to move, and you could smell popcorn and hotdogs being cooked near the food stalls.
âIâve gotta be hallucinatingâŚâ
âYouâre not.â
You froze in your tracks, the hair on the back of your end standing up straight. That voiceâŚ
âS-Silly?â
He appeared in front of you, a red painted smile spreading across his face. âSilly the clown, thatâs me! Youâre back!â
It took you nearly an entire minute to process that the man in front of you was really Silly the clown, someone that hadnât been seen in years!
âW⌠what do you mean?â
His fingertips traced down your side, stopping at your hip. âI know the face of everyone whoâs entered this park. And now youâre backâŚâ
His thumb rubbed against your hip, playing with the fabric of your bottoms. âWhy donât you enjoy the park for a bit? I turned everything on just for youâŚâ
And you did, hesitantly going up to the first ride.
He watched you go, his pants tightening. God, how long had it been since heâd felt the warmth of a woman?
Silly was cursed. He couldnât leave the park, his very soul was tied to it. It stayed the same as it did the day it was abandoned, and he waited for someone to come back.
Why had people stopped coming? Not even the newspaper was allowed to print what happened.
A kid went missing near the park, and Silly had seen what happened. Someone impersonated him, luring the child away. He couldnât do a single thing, not able to break character and leave to save the child.
It made Silly depressed, and he stopped allowing people to visit. Silly and the park were one being, if he was depressed, it would deteriorate.
But when he saw your car pull up, the rusted gates and old buildings became brand new, almost as if the park was perking up to impress you.
After going on several rides without waiting in lines and feasting on corn dogs, funnel cake, and lemonade, you let out a happy sigh.
âHaving fun?â
You jumped slightly, relaxing when Silly came into view.
âYeah⌠itâs been a long time since Iâve been to an amusement park. Itâs been nice.â
He watched you, his eyes focusing on your soft tummy and fat tits. Never before had he taken such interest in a female.
He didnât know much about what he was or how he came into existence, much less the nature of his urges, but he did know that he had needsâŚ
And you did too.
Silly was attractive in a strange way. It was hard to describe his features, but something about him made you⌠horny. Maybe it was how tall he was, maybe it was the way he talkedâŚ
Before you knew it, you were being led away by the hand. You didnât complain or try to escape his grip, in fact you were both curious and aroused. Where was he leading you?
Was it bad that being all alone with that clown in an abandoned park, having no idea where he was taking you made you horny?
Silly was struggling to keep himself together.
You were pulled into a tent, something slippery and slimy slipping between your legs as you were bent over. All you had to hold on to was a tent pole as silly grabbed your fat hips.
âGodâŚâ he murmured, his tentacle like cock slithering past your panties and rubbing against your glistening clit. âNeed thisâŚâ
Without much warning he pushed in, groaning at how tight you were. It felt so strange, feeling him wriggle and writhe inside of your cunt.
The second he felt you clench around him he groaned, his body leaning into yours as he nibbled at your ear.
âSo wet⌠pretty little thing, donât you wanna just stay here forever? Iâll let you have the best day forever if I get to fuck into this pussy at the end of every nightâŚâ
His clown makeup dripped onto your shoulder, making you look back. Your vision was already a bit blurry from the pleasured tears falling from your eyes, but you swore you saw a strange creature behind youâŚ
He forced you to look away, cooing softly. âShh, donât look, princess⌠I donât want my pretty little thing going insane.â
His cum spurted inside of you, and you felt uncomfortable stretch when his cock began to go crazy, wiggling and squirming as if trying to burrow inside of you as deep as it could.
A soft growl left his throat as he settled down from his high, his thumb rubbing circles on your hip.
âGood girl⌠letâs get you cleaned up, hmm?â
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