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Whenever you feel stupid... just remember, there are people out there who believe wholeheartedly that Dinosaurs NEVER existed..

#words of wisdom #stupid people #Dinosaurs #creationism #uplifting thoughts

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The Musings of a Doctor Who Fan

**WARNING: Spoilers ahead, if you are not caught up past Day of The Doctor**

So, Ten and Donna visit Planet of The Ood in the episode of the same title... where we get to see Ood Sigma for the first time. They warn that something big in returning. But it's not the master... it's the Timelords/Gallifrey. Ood Sigma addresses "Doctor Donna" at the end of the episode... The Doctor thinks Ood Sigma is talking about him, but he's talking about Donna. He sees it as meaning, his time to die is coming soon. We then see Doctor Donna come to be in Journey's End/The Stolen Earth. At the end of Waters of Mars, Adelaide Brooke kills herself. The doctor realizes he can not pick and choose who lives or dies. Some things just have to happen. He turns and sees Ood Sigma... and says "I've gone too far...." "Is this it? My death? Is it time?" He gets in the TARDIS, says "NO." then flies off.

This is where it gets interesting.... He was supposed to go straight to the Planet of the Ood, but, fearing death, he instead chooses to fly off and adventure. Then we go clear up to Day of The Doctor. Ten has chosen to flee to 1562 England. Where he's tracking down a Zygone, and inadvertently becomes King. This leads to the three doctors meetings, SAVING Gallifrey, and then he departs. As he leaves, he states "Trendalore.... We need a new destination because, I don't want to go." This was the FIRST time Ten says these words. But with the timeline, the audience thinks this is the 2nd time.

Eleven responds to the War Doctor asking if he'll remember he saved Gallifrey, he states "The time streams are out of sync. You can't retain it, no." Only Eleven remembers because the events happened in HIS time stream.

Now we go back to The End of Time. Where The Doctor shows up on the Planet of The Ood, with Ood Sigma saying "you should not have delayed." The doctor mentions all the things he did in between the time, he mentioned "Good ole' Queen Bess." and a few other things... He doesn't know he saved Gallifrey, so he doesn't realize Gallifrey is what's coming.

Here's the interesting part, though.... BECAUSE They saved Gallifrey, in that pocket universe, it changed the events and allowed the Time Lords the ability to return, through the Drum Beat in The Master's mind. The Time Lords bring back Gallifrey... but this is not the first time The Doctor has faced them.. It's the first time the audience has seen them, but this is the second time, because of the timeline.

The Time War was originally Time-Locked. Nothing could get in or out. Time was frozen. But, because they trapped Gallifrey in a Pocket Universe, time was able to progress. Time went on... this is how and why the Time Lords became so evil and war hungry toward the end, which, in turn, caused them to try and return through the master. By saving Gallifrey, The Doctor caused a chain of events that turned them dark and vengeful.

#Doctor Who #gallifrey #Gallifrey Falls #Gallifrey Falls No More

crutchpunk

It Is A Thrilling Thought To Realize "I Don't Know Who I Am."

It is exciting, and terrifying, and so much more. To know my story is not over. That, even at almost 24.. I am still a mystery. LIFE is still a mystery. The WORLD is still a mystery. There is so much I know about myself, my life, and this world I live in. But what I know is dwarfed, overshadowed, by The Unknown. The mysteries, the adventures, the tomorrows yet to come, looming over my current existence. Taunting me. It makes me realize, there is no set limit. No certain amount of memories, moments, experiences, a human must endure in life. There is no “set path” no, destiny. No structure. There is only, The Unknown. I have been through hell, and I have come back victorious. I have seen perfection, and watched it slip through my fingers. I have lived. Searching for “why am I here?” is a dangerous journey; and, ultimately, a pointless one. The purpose is not around me, it is me. The worlds is mine for the taking; the adventures, the memories, all for me. And I plan to fully embrace every single one. Every single smile, every single tear, every laugh, scream, and word. Because, when I am laying there, on my death bed, I want to smile up at the ceiling and say: “yea, I have lived. And this, is me.”

crutchpunk

There’s nothing like your FIRST run-though of a series.. TV, Film, book, or otherwise. The adventure, the emotions, the mystery.. so much of a roller coaster ride.. That will NEVER happen again. Once you finish, that’s it. It’s over. Sure, you can go back and watch/read it again.. but it won’t ever be the same. The mystery is gone, the surprises.. ruined. The emotions.. drained. Nothing is ever the same again… Not the story, and not you.

crutchpunk

Growing up, I never quite fit in.. not completely.

As a child, I was ignorant and oblivious to this fact. I was teased, bullied, you name it. But, I went along my merry way, smiling and doing the daily grind. I would play with the other kids, I’d make plans, go to birthday parties, travel. Never quite understanding, I wasn’t one of them. I wasn’t normal.

I never quite knew what was different, but as the years went on, I slowly became aware of the little things. And, no, I’m not talking about my disability, or my crutches. It was something else. Something intangible, something you couldn’t quite see. I didn’t know who I was.. but, does anyone ever really know?

Gradually, I started to grow into my own.. understand things more. More about myself, about the world around me and this society I lived in. I wasn’t normal, this much was clear. So, what was I? Every stereotype of human I grew up learning and experiencing, Jock, Nerd, Geek, Weirdo, Popular, Skater, none of these things were me..

Each little clique, group, stereotype, etc… just, wasn’t me. I may have related to one, or aspects of another from time to time, but none of them were, not completely.

Growing up, music was always a huge thing for me. Not only because it was, and to this day still is, one of the only things my dad and I can connect on and bond with, but it’s also been a safety net. I’ve been through literal HELL growing up. I’ve seen the face of evil, I’ve stared death in the face… and I’ve survived. I’ve overcome every obstacle.

Music is not just a happy soothing melody. It’s also a deep, beautiful and passionate art form. So much emotion, so much passion and energy channeled into lyrical poetry.

I’ve listened to many different styles of music in my life, and still do, but the sole genre that means more to me than anything, is Punk Rock. The energy, the emotions, the mentality that goes into it.. everything about it, I just loved.

And, that’s when it hit me. I always kind of knew it… but it wasn’t until I finally had a word for it, that I truly understood. Why I never fit in growing up… why I never understood the differences between myself and the world.

I was a Punk.

I was an outcast, a social pariah. A trouble maker, a loser, a lone wolf… I was so different, so disconnected from the world. Which allowed me to see the world for what it truly was. From the outsiders perspective, I saw the truth. Reality as it was meant to be.

And, I wouldn’t have it any other way..

Do you ever feel like you're just an observer? Like, you're not actually part of this world to experience it, but existing simply to watch?

#life #reality #deep thinking #existential crisis

OKAY, NO.... this pisses me off.

The Beast treated Belle like a PRINCESS?! ARE YOU FRIGGEN KIDDING ME?! He wouldn't let her leave, her kidnapped her father, he controlled and manipulated her into loving and trusting him....

And let's look at the flip side of this "PRINCESS" movie... Gaston... The chauvinistic, also controlling and self centered "Anti-hero" who is trying to rescue Belle. But WHY? Not because of her situation, but FOR HIS OWN PERSONAL NEED TO HAVE HER.

This movie is absolutely disgusting. Yes, it looks pretty, and has fun and catchy songs... but all those do is help disguise this EXTREMELY F***ED UP story of control, manipulation, kidnapping and, abuse.

#RapeCulture #Rape Culture #Abuse #Manipulation #Disney

crutchpunk

It’s pretty simple, really. Jack comes from a wealthy family who frequents the theatre together. Young Jack witnessed a stage production of “Sweeney Todd, the Barber of Fleet Street: or the String of Pearls” (By: Frederick Hazleton) at the Old Bower Saloon, Stangate Street, Lambeth in 1865 (23...