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Robert Redford in Brubaker (1980)

Note on the box: "You know what to do"

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Entitlement

Entitlement. It’s a word with a lot of baggage.

The moment we say “entitlement,” you and I immediately picture someone who for us is the very embodiment of entitlement.

It’s easy to spot. That unearned sense of deserving something? It’s so blatant, so ridiculous that jokes and memes about it pretty much write themselves.

Which makes it fun to call out. Because we’re just telling the truth on them.

Whoever it is we’re hating on. For whatever it is they ruined. They did it. They brought this on themselves. They have earned our scorn. Which is why we’re so comfortable with it.

There’s a reason why entitlement is so easy to spot. Because, if we’re honest, we’re loaded down with entitlement ourselves.

Think about it. The last time you and I did something self-centered, we had a good reason for doing it. It might look self-serving – to the uninformed – but we did it for the greater good.

All we’re asking for is what’s fair, what we deserve. And a thousand other rationalizations.

Whether it’s our own entitlement (that we pretend we don’t have), or someone else’s entitlement (that we use for a pinata). All of it couldn’t be farther removed from how God sees things.

As today’s Gospel shows us, God blows right through everyone’s sense of entitlement. Yours, mine, and theirs.

Instead of giving us what’s fair, what we deserve (an idea that should make our blood run cold, if we really think about it).

God, in His mercy, gives us what we need.

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Jackie Stargazer

Summary: A funeral brings Jackie and Hyde together after fourteen years apart. Trauma made them wanderers, vagabonds moving in opposite directions. But the rock band Hyde roadies for reconnects them in ways neither expects.

Rated: M

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Disclaimer: The lyrics are copyright to me. The music belongs to Suno and, really, every musical artist whose songs were scraped to make Suno possible. I don't believe AI-generated music should be monetized, just as I don't believe fanfiction should be monetized. DO NOT UPLOAD THIS SONG TO SPOTIFY OR ANY STREAMING SERVICE because, again, the lyrics are copyright to me and no money should be made off AI-generated music. You may download the song for personal enjoyment.

I have musical theory education and knowledge, songwriting experience, and a significant history of playing and performing music on multiple instruments. I wrote the prompts with as much specificity as I could, altered prompts when the results weren't satisfactory, and Suno generated music based on them to the best of its abilities and limitations. I've also done post-production work on some of the music.

Fans of my fanfic Jackie Stargazer have wanted to hear the songs in the story since I first posted it. Some songs I'll post here are far closer to the music in my head than others, but they all have the emotional core of my lyrics. I hope you enjoy! 😊

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Goretober - Self-Inflicted

Basically the entire plotline tbh.

To love/like a girl and be unable or to fearful to tell her, is one of the most painful self inflicted feelings I've ever put myself through. But the fear of her not feeling the same or worse losing her entirely... well that feeling keeps me frozen in the deep longing.

I close my eyes and think about what it would feel like to press my lips against her skin. How her fingers would feel like brushimg on my cheek, what running my fingers into her hair would feel like.

The pain of thinking she's beautiful, interesting and soo fucking magical, but keeping it locked inside, because I'd rather have her in my life as my friend then as nothing at all.

Sometimes I wish she felt the same as I, but i don't think that's a possibility. So I will pour the love and longing for her into words and art and music.

May the love I have for her make it ever the more magical.