#dontrest

[sumancasm-blog]

#ThursdayMotivation - Dreams are achieved when you don't give up on them. 🎯 • #KeepHustling #DontGiveUp #DontLoseHope #DontRest #DontStopNow #DontStop #KeepPursuing #KeepPushing #KeepPushingYourself #KeepMovingForward • #Sumancasm #SUMANcasmMotivates #Like #Share #Comment (at Pune, Maharashtra) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5GPy60AbQ-/?igshid=1q0t6tfacef4j

[bubbapandashadowb007]

#aboutLastNight @adidas #popUp To celebrate their launch of new sports bras; #hereToCreate #dontRest (at SoHo) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpVoFFmhrZK/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=4mtbn43u0e58

[lynngoodwin]

I am a big fan of resting and experiencing the peace of God in just being. Took me a long time to get here. However, is it ok to NOT let yourself rest sometimes? This weekend, I indulged a little...since @tgoodniss was home, of course. After waking up too early, a lot sore, and a little swollen from my food choices I decided that I would rest my body instead of my Monday workout routine...I need to let my heart rest too because Tyler left for Philly and I just don’t feel like I have the emotional energy to push through. So is it ok to NOT rest? After this last hour, I’d say YES! Sometimes it is ok to NOT “rest” because sometimes we use that word as an excuse to avoid growth. I was sad. I knew exercise would make me feel better emotionally and physically, but I wanted to stay sad...because sad is normal in my current circumstance. But I don’t want to be normal. Normal sucks. So even though I didn’t want to, I decided to exercise anyway...and what happened? The workout depleted lactic acid causing the swelling /soreness in my muscles and joints, then flooded my body with neurotransmitters that make me feel energized, relaxed, and ready to take on the mounds of class work I put off over the weekend. #normalsuckes #dosomethingdifferent #healthybody #healthymind #healthysoul #dontrest #dorest #what?

[petitewithcurves]

What steps are you taking to distance yourself from the world and stay #motivated don't let anyone string you along only to find out that you left your dreams and aspirations behind!!!! #KeepMovingForward #DontRest #KeepGoing #PositiveVibes #GrindAlways

[mauricedemauriaczurich]

Hongkong calling #hongkong #peninsulahongkong #peak #peaktram #starferry #crossing #move #travel #dontrest (hier: Star Ferry Pier, Tsim Sha Tsui 尖沙咀天星碼頭)

[shoulderdeepwithintheborder-blog]

Great men, truly great men love unconditionally. My father is such a man. His heart is so vast he could carry the weight of the world's problems sevenfold. He is my mentor and my friend. He is a constant source of inspiration and it is because of him that I know I am destined to make an impact. Perhaps destined is the wrong word, for destiny is a lie, so let me rephrase; it is because of him that I will work myself into the ground in order to help others. I have never truly been told his job history, though I know he was a professor and a politician. He has worked for figures like H.V. Evatt and Gogh Whitlam yet he never would let you know. The only hints of his life are small framed photos of him and my mother with the first lady of the United States. He gave up his career for my mother, moving to Kangaroo Valley and tending to a small farm. This I know, for it is the beginnings of my conscious recollection. We did not get along when I was younger, Mainly due to my own stupidity, though it was my parents separation that truly made me realise that I am my father's son. He and I are essentially the same person a generation later, we both had shitty rebellious phases, we both have tendencies to wear our heart upon our sleeve, we both are ruled by our hearts. I think the most important feature highlighting our linkage is our eyes, my eldest brother and I have our father's eyes. They are deep brown and hold an abundance of expression; the strange sadness of heart break lingers in my eyes betraying my mouths effort to smile. And I know I have the same look that he held when he opened the door into my room that fucking terrible night. I know his eyes have felt this pain. I have seen it. I saw the joy of his pride reflected in the tiniest glint of summer when I was 10 years old and got to the next round of a public speaking competition. He raved about me the whole way home praising my creativity. I have seen his love captured in the reflection of my brothers. I have felt his embrace and felt safe, for he is my father and I am proud. One of the most important lessons i have learned from him is that we are all people. Every single human being feels, breathes, eats, shits, masturbates, breaks down, every thing. We are all connected. We are the children of Gaia and everyone of you are my brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, mothers and father's. He has taught me that bigotry and prejudice have no place in this world. It is my place to help change that. It is my place to help those in need, just like every other white male born into privilege. It is time for change. It is time for all the men in the world to claim responsibility for our actions and break down the social constructs of gender roles. Feminism is important. Civil rights movements are important. The world will implode if we don't act. There is blood on our hands and the only way it will ever come off is if we act. My father's work is my work. I will help this world become the utopia sort after in dreams. I will help any indigenous culture reclaim their rights. I will help any woman being oppressed because of their skin. I will help any man realise the error in his ways. I will carry the weight of any on my shoulders if they only show kindness to the world. My remorse for my races sins will be reflected in my actions. I only hope others will follow.

[boylagz-blog]

You will have plenty of time to rest when you're dead or knocked out.

- Travis "bullcrew" Allen