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places i wish i was
on a spring picnic in a quaint english village
eating macaroons in a parisian boulangerie
sipping a pumpkin latte in a warm coffee shop on a rainy october day
picking blackberries on an august morning
at a summer evening garden party, wearing a white dress and drinking champagne
exploring a very old cemetery
in a rowboat, watching the sun rise on a misty morning
watching the ocean waves from a high stony ledge
Old-timey problems require old-timey solutions
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the nature of humanity is just that every so often someone accidentally invents ascii art again
anyway, my older sister was adopted when she was almost 16 (kinda on accident too), and because of that she got away from an abusive household, went from barely passing classes to being an honour student, and launching into a career where she’s happy and healthy and paying her own way. just two years of parenting where she had 3 meals a day, a bedtime, and parents to help and protect her changed her life radically. Plus, i got an older sister
adopt teenagers.
As an adopted kid I support this message
people who say things like “oh you only have a few years with them” need to remember that these are human beings not a used car. every human being deserves a support system, a jumping off block, a safe place to return
family is forever, man
advice for creatives: find your magic hour
to elaborate: every creative has a ‘magic hour’. this is an hour where your brain and your creativity peaks, where you will either produce your best work or you will simply produce a lot of work. both are good things.
your magic hour will differ from others, but it will almost always occur at the same time, every day, without fail. here is how to identify your magic hour:
a time of day where your thoughts race endlessly to the point that it feels tiring
a time of day where, if its late at night/early in the morning, you struggle to fall asleep no matter what you do
a time of day where you feel restless, where you fingers twitch, where you cannot sit still
the time of day where all you can think about is your creative projects; where you cannot hold back your thoughts, where you are lost in daydreams which nothing can pull you out of.
my magic hour is at 7am. for years, every time i went to bed at 7am (yes, my sleeping schedule is bad) i wanted to cry out of frustration; i could not sleep, my thoughts raced, i felt restless and almost stressed. all i could think about was my projects, scenes, ideas, etc. like a forced injection of inspiration and drive.
then, one day, i got myself out of bed at 7am and i started writing. all the stress vanished, and i lost myself in my work like never before. i discovered my magic hour. every day, without fail, at 7am my brain races. and i sit down and i write and i produce my best work.
find your magic hour. as soon as you do, pick up your pen. open that word document. get out your paintbrush and create. embrace your magic hour. embrace that creative fire inside of you that refuses to be ignored.
go forth, create, and ride your magic hour into beautiful waters, you wonderfully creative thing.
we are all rowdy theatre kids in god’s denny’s when you really think about it
it’s something experienced not explained
Some of you have never piled in by the dozens to a diner at 11 pm after closing night with stage makeup still half on to annoy the staff by pouring all the condiments on the table into a glass of water and paying your friend $20 bucks to drink it and it shows
#yeah like this isnt one of those posts where someone just says some utter nonsense #this post has a very specific meaning and if youve experienced it you understand implicitly #its the sense that god technically is in charge but has no control over us
ihop for us but yeah
one time ihop was full and we had to go to the mcdonalds next door that was closed except for the drivethru and everyone got in their cars just to drive through the drivethru to buy chicken nuggets and then we sat outside the empty macdonalds and ate chicken nuggets
and let me tell you it was truly Something Else
*puts cobwebs on your wounds*
*offers you poppy seeds to dull the pain*
*gives you chewed up marigold to disinfect the wound*
Date a boy who will take you on walks through the woods at 3am. You and him will walk for hours through the moonlit paths. He’ll point out his favorite flowers. You’ll point out the distant coyote howls. He’ll hold your hand. You’ll check the time. It will still be 3am.
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There are n*zis on campus rn and a student brought out like a 1997 boombox and started blasting Taking The Hobbits to Isengard every time they tried to say something.
“Those who do not share our genes -THE HOBBITS THE HOBBITS THE HOBBITS THE HOBBITS - THE MASTER RACE - TO ISENGARD TO ISENGARD - AND I BELIEVE - THE HOBBITS THE HOBBITS THE-”
Chaotic good
In Jewish tradition, one of our holidays is called Purim. It celebrates the defeat of an antisemitic political advisor to a king who liked to prowl the streets ranting his hatred. Part of the story of Purim involves the people being ranted at inventing a special kind of noisemaker to drown him out. Basically what I’m saying is this student is following a grand tradition whether they realize it or not and they should be proud.
not only is Purim about drowning out fascists, it’s about doing so in the most absurd and embarrassing ways possible! fascism thrives on an aura of invincibility, and it’s hard to hold onto that when people keep making farting sounds every time you open your mouth
so really, weaponized memes are PERFECTLY in keeping with the Purim spirit
*slams fist on table* NOW THIS is the kind of religious/cultural tradition I can get behind!
Even witches have lab partners! What were your favorite subjects in school? Mine were – predictably – English and art, but I also liked science. 📚🎨🔬 I would’ve liked it even more if we somehow got to make little kitty blobs! ✨
Lemony Snicket's Commentary in 'The New American Haggadah'
On ‘The Four Sons’:
Some scholars believe there are four kinds of parents as well.
The Wise Parent is an utter bore. “Listen closely, because you are younger than I am,” says the Wise Parent, “and I will go on and on about Jewish history, based on some foggy memories of my own religious upbringing, as well as an article in a Jewish journal I have recently skimmed.” The Wise Parent must be faced with a small smile of dim interest.
The Wicked Parent tries to cram the story of our liberation into a set of narrow opinions about the world. “The Lord let us out of Egypt,” the Wicked Parent says, “which is why I support a bloodthirsty foreign policy and I’m tired of certain types of people causing problems.” The Wicked Parent should be told with a firm voice: “With a strong hand God rescued the Jews from bondage, but it was my own clumsy hand that spilled hot soup in your lap.”
The Simple Parent does not grasp the concept of freedom. “There will be no macaroons until you eat all of your brisket,” says the Simple Parent at a dinner honoring the liberation of oppressed peoples. “Also, stop slouching at the table.” In answer to such statements, the Wise Child will roll his eyes in the direction of the ceiling and declare: “Let my people go.”
The Parent Who Is Unable to Inquire has had too much wine and should be excused from the table.
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my family has been using this haggadah for a few years now and its my absolute favorite thing ever
SOMEONE CAST BRIAN DAVID FUCKING GILBERT IN A STARKID MUSICAL
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