I Like Truth

I am really not a social media person.  https://blend.io/nightblader

[nightblader98-blog]

Do you have a valentine?

As in a date? No.

[nightblader98-blog]

Are you okay?

Um, sure. Appreciate the question. I’ll be fine.

Be well.

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[For Honor] The Great Crusade

Jesus Christ it's DEUS VULT DEUS VULT DEUS VULT DEUS VULT Non nobis domine: the Second Crusade iis here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8nB_IErzuvw Subscrib...

The video that introduced me to Sabaton.

Mild language and gore.

[nightblader98-blog]

And he proves my point. Anything that even remotely doesn’t agree with him, he simply blocks. Pathetic.

When you justify silencing people because their opinions are “garbage”, and garbage is what you don’t like, then you will never be able to handle challenge in even the slightest degree - Just block it.

Unfortunately, the real world does not work this way. If downhome ever spends time there, he will find that out the hard way.

[olcarcajou]

[nightblader98-blog]

This is a poor analogy. You are not putting anything “in the dumpster.” You are merely looking away from it. The garbage remains. 

 A better analogy is blocking spam mail or ending a relationship with a toxic person. 

But let’s be honest, you absolutely could simply not want to deal with their legitimate statements because you do not like them, out of fear or otherwise.

[sheyzeyyy]

…..you do realize garbage still remains even after you send it to a landfill, right? it doesn’t cease to exist, you’re removing it from your life cause it’s not healthy to keep it. you put the trash where the trash belongs: far away from you

[nightblader98-blog]

I see, so the OP doesn’t care to clean up the garbage, just get it away from him.

So I guess if it’s about simply avoiding things you dislike, then the analogy works. I was adding the idea of cleansing the garbage/problem, not simply avoiding it. It’s on me though because the last statement does seem to just be a desire for avoidance. I misread the post, though it is really damn arrogant post. 

I get blocking people, but I also hate silencing them. A genuine troll is one thing, but many are blocked simply for disagreements, not harassment. 

[olcarcajou]

[nightblader98-blog]

This is a poor analogy. You are not putting anything “in the dumpster.” You are merely looking away from it. The garbage remains. 

 A better analogy is blocking spam mail or ending a relationship with a toxic person. 

But let’s be honest, you absolutely could simply not want to deal with their legitimate statements because you do not like them, out of fear or otherwise.

[engineersthoughts]

Reblog if you got it. 😁

[nightblader98-blog]

i 8 sum pi

[nightblader98-blog]

Potential Story Snippet: The Villain, Solace/Extinction

A young girl, fearful and crying, is forcefully taken onto a vessel. The young girl looks in fearful awe from side to side of this large room. Her tears stream down onto the cold metallic floor as her two captors look with expectant glee in their eyes, masked only by their stern expressions, towards their apparent leader.

 A tall man in a robe and a strange suit of armor was before her, though he had not yet noticed her and her captors’ presence. He seemed engrossed in a picture that was set upon a small column near the center of the room, surrounded by chairs and  decor clearly meant for comfort. His gaze abruptly swiveled towards them, at the sound of the girl quivering in sorrow. 

Dread filled her heart, but a sudden flash of sorrow came across the man’s face, followed by rage. “What. Are. You. Doing?!” He shouting. The girl’s captors began to shield their faces, exclaiming in agony, allowing her to escape their grasp. She fell to the floor beneath them. As she gazed upwards, she saw the man pointing his palms towards the faces of her captors. Burning red light emitted from both of his gauntlets, blasting heat at her two now agonized oppressors. The heat vanished as the man let down his hands. The captors fell backwards, still groaning in agony. 

“This is a child you monsters! Must you add to the universe’s pain?” The man exclaimed to the others. The man then, with a soft, caring expression, went up to the girl and took her in his arms. “They will never hurt you again.” He said, looking at her with a somewhat longing expression. The girl felt that his armor was cool to the touch, and his embrace, caring and supportive. Shocked and confused, the girl hugged the man who had saved her from those foul beasts, as she began to cry aloud.

“Shhhhh, no more tears.” He said, bringing her head from off his should and back in front of him. “There’s no need for such sorrow, such pain.” He said, wiping away her tears. The girl began to smile. It had been weeks since anyone had held her, had comforted her, or even had spoke to her. Ever since her parents, friends, teachers and siblings had suddenly and without warning fallen to the ground, with no signs of life, and not even another breath. 

The man moved his hand to the back of the girl’s head, gently holding it. “Nothing, will ever hurt you again.” He said. The girl’s heart began to warm. The kindness and protection of this man reminded her of her now dead father. She had finally found someone to save her.

 *Shhhhiiiiiing*

 With a small, white blast of light from his gauntlet, the girl fell limp in the man’s arms. His hand supported her small head as he slowly and gently lowered her to the ground. A pained smile was on his face, and tear were streaming down his checks. 

 For a moment, he looked into the now lifeless girl’s eyes. A slight expression of satisfaction came across his face, followed by more tears as he glanced back at the picture he had been staring at before. 

“Nothing will ever hurt her again. There is no pain for her.” He said to the two captors.  His face began to rapidly deform as rage overcame him. In an instant, his arms raised once again.

“That pain, is now for you!” He shouted, as the red aura of pure heat melted the captors, who had brought about what he hated the most; Pain.

Just an idea, let me know what you think.

[sheyzeyyy]

oh my god i was tagged

rules: answer and tag any followers you want to know better

I was tagged by @jurgenronaaz

nicknames: meg, mae-mae, megatron, captain kirk, meglet (this one is @waitingmaiden17‘s fault entirely. i may forgive but i never forget, u rapscallion)

gender: female (she/her)

star sign: scorpio

height: 5′6″

time: 6:07pm

birthday: 11/11

favourite bands/artists: fallout boy, imagine dragons, panic! at the disco, barns courtney, lin manuel-miranda, beckah shae, yonina, nefesh mountain (was i not supposed to do this many? whoops)

song stuck in my head: riptide, by vance joy (this has been eternally stuck in my head as default since last november can someone please Make It Stop)

last movie I watched: ……….meet the robinsons. i was feeling kinda nostalgic?

last TV show I watched: star trek, i won’t even try to deny my nerdiness here, my whole family has been going through voyager here lately

what do I post: kinda… like… everything? mostly just reblogs of whatever shows up on my dash, whether it be in relation to mbti stuff, animals, amusing/entertaining posts in general. i reblog a lot of art/writing/fandom stuff too, but mostly that goes to one of my sideblogs cause i get super spammy with it

do I get asks: not suuuuper often, mostly if i get any nowadays it’s safe to say it’s usually from @jurgenronaaz cause he’s a huge sweet dork who insists on making his mutals’ lives more interesting with his corn-fed insanities (we are eternally grateful, brother, ye keep us alive in the Great Ask Desert)

URL meaning: oh lord. so this is kinda a long story but to make it somewhat short, there’s basically two-ish ways to say “that” in hebrew, depending on the usage or whatever. i was trying to remember the differences, and realized i was basically saying  “that that” over and over again like an idiot, and it sounded kinda funny and cool to me so i english-ified (transliterated! thats the word!) the two of them, (at least how i was taught to say it), smashed them together, and then just drew out the last letter for aesthetic purposes cause that’s what i do

average hours of sleep: also not NEAR as much as I need

nationality: Texan. that is a nationality, i don’t know what you’re talking about

gonna tag @waitingmaiden17 @getsiriusdobby @cherry221bb @egirlunicornrocksall (Im working on your tag post next! Im doing Stuff! Im filling things out! Look at that procrastinator gO) also tagging @the-sassy-bookworm + @nixpurr because y’all are pretty cool and i know we’ve barely, if ever, talked, but idk i just wanna be friends yo

(and @nightblader98 feel free to do this too, not sure how you felt about tag threads but I figure it can’t hurt to include you and if you want you can just ignore it)

and also! @/anyone else who wants to do this too, feel free! and to anyone that i tagged who DOESN’T want to do this, please, do not in any way feel pressured to do this! it’s a chain letter that’s fun, but many may not have time or the energy for. y’all good dw I love ya just the same

[nightblader98-blog]

MY ANSWERS

“ (and @nightblader98 feel free to do this too, not sure how you felt about tag threads but I figure it can’t hurt to include you and if you want you can just ignore it) “ 

“ answer and tag any followers you want to know better”

“I really could go either way as far as the whole getting to know you thing goes.” lol

I do not know what a tag thread is, but answering questions to “get to know” someone better is never offensive or a waste of time. That being said, there could be better questions.

rules: answer and tag any followers you want to know better

I was... kind of, Tagged by @sheyzeyyy

nicknames:  Con. Yeah that’s it.

gender: Male.

star sign: ★

height: 6′ 1″

time: 8:28 PM - 8:53 PM.

birthday: 02/24

favorite bands/artists: Sabaton; Owl City; Ted Pierce; Jonathan Young.

song stuck in my head: Nothing at the moment, though I have been spontaneously humming choir tunes, the kind you find in creepy temples in video games.

last movie I watched: Avatar, the blue people one. Sheesh.

last TV show I watched: Legend of the Avatar (or something). Yes, my family bought both of them at the same time.

what do I post: Thoughts usually. That or experiences that I really had to share some how. 

do I get asks: Never.

URL meaning: One who uses a blade at night. It became my in game name because at one point I thought how cool would it be to be a nocturnal vigilante that wasn’t using the exmachina of “I’m a billionaire.”

average hours of sleep: Usually around 5 1/2; Depends on whether I have somewhere to be or not.

nationality: Texan. Want to go see other places though.

[nightblader98-blog]

Depression Definition

Meeting and being enchanted by a German person’s personality, only to not be able to exchange contact info and know that you will NEVER see them again.

It’s a sunset without a sunrise.

You see that’s what happens when I open up, try to connect - nothing, just isolation.

The lesson? Be brave and take chances? When has that worked? Look I know this is part of life, but why does it have to hurt so much? These feelings; Will they ever pay off?

Sorry, a downer I know, but I am too sad to care. Is this normal for people? If so then life is but a tragedy, and optimism, though truley a worthy aim is avoiding the inevitable.

One so very happy hour for I am sure at least a few days of pain; War es das wert, Laura?

……. on the bright side, I by chance ran into Israelis. They said I spoke Hebrew well. מגניב.

[nightblader98-blog]

So thanks to encouragement from a friend, I against all odds got to speak to Laura again - twice. I tried calling the first time and was told that there was “no way” to call where she worked. I was told to try to reach her by emailing their customer support.

I did and tried to give her my info in case she wanted to talk to me again. The company basically said that they would deliver my kind words but not my info - for some reason. So I basically decided “screw you company”, I will find a way.

 So I tried calling again. This company has so many different numbers, but they all went to the same place. This time though, this time I got an operator that either didn’t care about rules, or knew her job better than the other lady; I got to call the place she worked. I got her on the phone. I offered my email and she accepted it.

 Thing was, it was really loud and she even said it was hard to hear.

 So the next day, I called again - She was not at the kitchen I had called her at last time. So I tried again, and was told that the kitchen was busy, so I asked to be patched over to the wine store in the next room. I was - and she was the one to answer. I confirmed my email, which she did indeed have wrong the first time.

We will see what happens, I may have yet gained a friend. Or not, she may have zero interest, and while that is... sad, what can I do? Her life, her time. Maybe I am just creepy after all.

 Lessons to be learned:

- Despair, while inevitable, yields more despair; Do what you can.

- Don’t pass up an opportunity for fear of a minor offense, like for fear of embarrassing someone. 

- Do not overthink or continually run scenarios in your mind of something. Know what is true, observe, and act. The scenarios only leave you woefully unprepared to improvise and often cause anxiety. You cannot know what will happen; Find out. (I tend to ABORT ABORT once I finally do something I ran about 10 scenarios on and it did not turn out like any of them - Needless to say, not the best response.)

- Don’t wait for the *other* person to initiate a relationship. Who knows, they may be waiting for you, and then you’re both screwed. In the same breath, be as okay as you can with rejection; It’s going to happen. People are scared, people are angry, people are indifferent. As, well, existential as it may sound, they are one in billions.

[intruitive]

MBTI Types When They’re Not Thriving OR Surviving

Scl(any sort of stress/sadness)

INTJ: Super withdrawn, swings between gratification and wanting happiness, and unhealthy single-mindedness. Existential angst. Needs people’s support but rejects company. Bottles up issues and then it bursts out.

ENTJ: Prone to attack others, often over the very issues they’re insecure about. Becomes a workaholic and ignores feelings of deep dissatisfaction, or stops giving a crap about anything. 

INFJ: Despairs of all things, just can’t see The Point of it. Goes through days mechanically, without purpose. Resists all help, considering it to be probing. Can’t get anything done. 

ENFJ: Laughs a bit too loudly and smiles a bit too widely. Escapes to private places, but feels lost. Tells their problems to someone close to them, but doesn’t accept any advice.

INFP: Isolate, isolate isolate. Sees the negative in everything and can’t see others’ love/affection for them. Loses their ‘purpose’ and drive, can’t find meaning in anything. Idealizes what they can’t have. Perpetual self-pity-party. 

ENFP: Super excitable, overdoes everything. Cannot focus at all, and their own emotions/reactions are out of their control. Breaks down sobbing. Unwilling to actually move forward. 

ISFP: Mull around in their own feelings, hates the world around them, because it’s failed them. Spiraling moodiness, “what ifs,” “should’ve done this,” but no one will ever see that. They themselves won’t admit it.

ESFP: Unusually critical, closed-minded, and overly concerned with matters of appearance over substance. Terrible sense of logic, yet argumentative all the same. Delves into the physical world in order to escape their mental one. 

ISTJ: Scattered mind, unable to think coherently. Becomes judgmental and passive-aggressive. Super pessimistic, takes on a me vs. the world mentality.

ESTJ: Intensely prickly, will take offense at anything but prefers to strike first and strike hard. If you hit a nerve, they’ll cut you out of their lives (for the time being). Tries to act happy and in control, but actually really moody. 

ISFJ: Withdrawn, tries to please everyone but is really passive-aggressive about it. Takes on a martyr complex. Refuses help while throwing a pity party because “no one cares about them.” 

ESFJ: Seeks control of people and surroundings, bossy and irritable. Might manipulate others into feeling bad, too. Denies that they’re the problem. 

INTP: Makes a lot of jokes about how things aren’t okay, but aggressively resists anyone’s sincere attention. Turns flat and emotionless, takes compartmentalizing to an unhealthy extreme. 

ENTP: Scatterbrained, cannot focus. Swings between extremes of emotions, but makes a point to show a falsely sanguine face to people. Feels like they’re crumbling from the inside. 

ISTP: Compulsive and reckless. Has a “screw this” attitude and pushes away actual problems. May or may not confide in people, but too down to take any advice. 

ESTP: Use bravado and ‘self-confidence’ to mask their insecurities. Get a rush from attention, whether it’s positive or negative, and thus seek it out. Obsessive mentality, particularly concerning negative outcomes.

[nightblader98-blog]

Damn.

[miseducatedmelanicmuse]

Great advice right here.

[nightblader98-blog]

סוף סוף, משהו על אחריות אישית בטמבלר חחח.

[nightblader98-blog]

Depression Definition

Meeting and being enchanted by a German person’s personality, only to not be able to exchange contact info and know that you will NEVER see them again.

It’s a sunset without a sunrise.

You see that’s what happens when I open up, try to connect - nothing, just isolation.

The lesson? Be brave and take chances? When has that worked? Look I know this is part of life, but why does it have to hurt so much? These feelings; Will they ever pay off?

Sorry, a downer I know, but I am too sad to care. Is this normal for people? If so then life is but a tragedy, and optimism, though truley a worthy aim is avoiding the inevitable.

One so very happy hour for I am sure at least a few days of pain; War es das wert, Laura?

....... on the bright side, I by chance ran into Israelis. They said I spoke Hebrew well. מגניב.

[nightblader98-blog]

Great Spy and I didn’t even try

There I was, riding star tours with my family, and being singled out by Darth Vader as a rebel spy. Then it hit me… I am so good at espionage that even I didn’t know I was a spy. ;)

[sheyzeyyy]

wait wouldn’t that make you a terrible spy because if you didn’t even realize it then what does that say about your observation skills

[nightblader98-blog]

It could go either way.

[nightblader98-blog]

Great Spy and I didn’t even try

There I was, riding star tours with my family, and being singled out by Darth Vader as a rebel spy. Then it hit me... I am so good at espionage that even I didn’t know I was a spy. ;)

[peachysuggest]

there are people in this world you haven’t even met yet who are going to love you so much, so please just hold on because the people who are right for you will find you

[nightblader98-blog]

Eh maybe. Not really something one would know.

[sheyzeyyy]

bro that’s the single most depressing thing I’ve read all evening are u ok

[nightblader98-blog]

Eh, I am fine. I am not in Texas so... less okay. ;D

It could be depressing, it could be incredible. Patting yourself on the back and saying “itll happin” isn’t helping though. Someone must actually search.

Who knows, maybe girls just have it happen that way more often. Maybe it’s all a lie. The OP didn’t support their claim, just gave good feelies. I hope it is not another idle, empty promise; We have Congress for that.

[sheyzeyyy]

during the Summer I Almost Died On The Lawnmower

in fact, directly after the incident where I Almost Died On The Lawnmower, I had scrapes all down my forearm and had to have this giant patchwork of bandaids cause we ran out of gauze, and I drew on the bandaids cause that’s what you do right, and anyways everyone thought it was a tattoo cause the bandaid was practically the same color as my skin and I remember being very ?? because the design was mediocre at best and besides that who’d tattoo a 5” square patch of a sunflower on the back of their forearm and idk why I just remembered that but I did and the new post box was open cause I was gonna make a different post but I can’t remember what it even was now and why am I telling y’all this story

[nightblader98-blog]

How did you almost die on a lawnmower?

[sheyzeyyy]

okay so it was one of these

And they don’t mix well when trees do this

and so one of those low branches got caught in between the tire and the outer housing for the blades. the branch happened to be across me and got stuck in the handles so I got crushed against the seat by my neck. I was able to push myself out of the danger zone but the mower was still stuck on ZOOM and my arm was all pressed against the armrest and it was super terrifying and idk how I got my hand free to turn it off but I did and that’s how I Almost Died But Didn’t

[this-is-channah-blog-deactivate]

WHAT YOU ALMOST DIED AND YOU DIDNT TELL ME!!! SHAME ON YOU! I’m going to murder you.

Glad you’re ok tho thank G-d.

[sheyzeyyy]

ITS BEEN LIKE TWOISH YEARS NOW BABE IM SORRY I THOUGHT I DID TELL YOU??

[nightblader98-blog]

Yeesh, thank God you got out. I bet you do not remember it too well due to the adrenaline rush.

@waitingmaiden17 You plan on trying to finish the tree’s job?

[this-is-channah-blog-deactivate]

@nightblader98 Nah. Everyone knows that @sheyzeyyy is too nice and innocent to kill…

[nightblader98-blog]

How considerate.