The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him.
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The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him.
G.K. Chesterton (via one-small-garden)
TIL..........................................
So I was watching this video and my hubby commented...
So I did a little research and...
They are not quite as small as either of us imagined (personally I was picturing Rhode Island🤷♀️) which only left one thing to find out...
We could be doing so much better!! 🤦♀️
This is your reminder to wear a mask, wash your hands, cover your mouth when you cough, and show a little compassion for others. 🙌😷🌍💔💖
Maybe another point to consider: New Zealand is an island which means they have control over who comes in and out (I mean kayaking could be an option, but this is unlikely).
In the end, the conversation is not just shaped by the person who speaks. The conversation is shaped by the person who listens or does not listen. And you can not control that.
I have never felt as insecure as now. Now that I know, deep inside of me, I know that I love him. Because I know the only thing that could wreck me is him leaving me.
And I have never felt as secure and safe as when he holds me, his arms around me.
They whisper their lies so loud I cannot hear my thoughts.
Do not mistake procrastination for patience.
L’oubli
Il est possible d’oublier - non pas par défaut mais par excès. Il n’existe pas de procédés volontaires qui permettent d’oublier.
En revanche, il y a des procédés qui permettent de mal se souvenir: on oublie pas par annulation mais par surimposition. Non pas en produisant de l’absence mais en multipliant les présences. On peut alors accumuler tant de souvenirs qu’il est possible de s’embrouiller les idées et ainsi de créer une forme d’oubli.
Réseau sociaux
La logique de marchandisations du lien social est inquiétante.
It is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay. Small acts of kindness and love.
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings (via jonathanwrotethis)
Despair, fear, bitterness and anger creep into my soul. My existence becomes painful. My life becomes hell because I lost my faith in the world. And the world seems now menacing, dangerous. Fear replaces faith and trust. And slowly, instead of moving forward, I am stuck.
My life is impossible without having a little faith, in myself, in others, in the world.
I wrote this 6 years ago. SIX YEARS AGO.
Despair, fear, bitterness and anger took over my soul. I learned how to be cynical.
Forgiveness is not rational.
Justice is.
I just told my dad that I am actually proud to say I am chistian because ir taught me the value of forgiveness.
Breaking the vicious cycle of evil.
I am drinking wine. Alone. I just poured the rest of that one bottle in my glass. I feel somewhat frustrated. What if this is not enough. Well. I have whiskey. Good one. That my dad gave me. But wait. What if it is not enough? enough for what? This is absurd. I am ridiculous.
I guess I am back. It feels like going back in time.
Such strange time we live in.
I have lost myself on the way to adulthood. I learned things that I did not want to learn. This growing up process made my emotions and feelings numb. And “begin an adult” is not my end goal. Now I am just holding onto memories to save this vibrant moments of childhood.
Adult.
I got excited when I moved in a new apartment with a dishwasher. The good thing about being an adult is that you can buy gift for yourself: I bought a new vacuum cleaner for my new place. Now I am broke. I can’t buy candies.
Frozen Tjörnin lake in Reykjavík, Iceland.