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Man, I couldn’t be happier. I also couldn’t be more of a mess. But this is what happens when grace is at its best.
The world has come to a stop but i have so much going for me. People are seeing their futures fall away, and I’m excited over the lack of clarity about mine.
People are dying for a miracle, and I can’t stop seeing God move around me. There is so much new music, new knowledge, new ideas, new inspiration, and I know it came at a cost, but we’ve paid a great price for something even greater. There is a renaissance coming, and the world will not look the same after this storm stops.
God i’m so excited for it! not just my own life but life in general. We will not see change, because it will have already happened! Our hearts are already softening, our perspective is shifting, we’re remembering the purpose of life is to live, that people are still there when the profits aren’t. We’re realizing that rest is a non negotiable, that we can really do so much better if we treat ourselves a little better, and that success isn’t the point of our existence, but to love God and love others is.
“Confidence isn’t walking into a room with your nose in the air and thinking you are better than everyone else. It’s walking into a room and not having to compare yourself to anyone in the first place.”
— Unknown
The Senators Prodigal Son
Who am i
caught somewhere between up and up
and down and out
Trying not to be my fathers Son
Lifes not black and white
Life is right and wrong
Who you are consists a lot of what you’ve done
And my DNA won’t stand for Does Not Act
But my cultural chromosomes make me most likely to succeed
Privilege is so passive
Comfort eroding the need to get gritty
Like what do I need to try for
Its all paid for
God give me eyes to see
Who that person is behind me
I’m told I’m naive
To think there’s some good in people
Something worth saving
Something worth slaving my whole live away for
But why do bad things happen to good people
Because were unaware this isn’t where life gets good
This is where Good got going
And a prick like me is privileged to have an opportunity to help others see
A chance for eternity
Mansions and Marble countertops
In this Kingdom that all stops
Because material isn’t immortal
You can’t take it with you
But it’ll take you out
Trust me I’d know
I’ve got more debt than clout
And a deep gratitude for a life i never deserved
Can i make it up to society if all i do is serve?
Society isn’t who i need to suck up to
He already came back for me
All I was given
Didn’t give me the thing I needed
What i needed when I was younger
Was the hunger
Now the thirst is real
Its a vibrance inside me I can feel
A drive not to live but to be alive
Ears to hear
Eyes to see
That hope for eternity
And the reminder that it’s not just for me
opossums get a lot of hate, but they clear a lot of unwanted bugs and parasites from the ecosystem and are generally helpful friends. please appreciate them, especially this good boy.
To the Mateos
To want to help someone is to be human. It shows that your heart is in the right place. But what you need to get your head around is the how.
If you want to help people, but only in ways of your choosing, then you’re not so much helping people as helping fill a void within you. Service is not an act of validation but an act of sacrifice.
“Sacrifice: (VERB) an act of giving up something valued for the sake of something else regarded as more important or worthy.”
When was the last time you gave up something - of value. Not sure? Here’s how you can tell.
When was the last time you served and it hurt? When was the last time you did something for someone else that made you feel uncomfortable? Lets go back to basics - when was the last time you did something for someone and it had no positive side effect on you? If you can’t remember then you better stop serving the way you do - it has no sacrifice to it.
. Photo by @drosf Gerenuk also known as the giraffe gazelle. Samburu National Reserve, Kenya. #wild #savanna #antelope #safari #head #horns #samburu #nature #wildlife #animals #igs_africa #wildeyesa #gerenuk #giraffe #gazelle https://www.instagram.com/p/Bz00R35AHUp/?igshid=1pfq1t2h2izj4
Evolution is making us worse
I feel like as a Christian i have to make a disclaimer: evolution and Christianity go hand in hand. Remember 1st grade astronomy? A year on Mars and a year on Earth are different. Therefore time is relative based on your perspective. So what is 6 days in the bible can be millions of years on Earth. Also God dwells outside of time, so He’s clearly not too bothered with it.
Onto my thought: We’ve over evolved ourselves. We’ve become so smart that we don’t have to fight to stay alive, we can just exist without much friction in our fancy first world countries. Case in point: Headlights. I love driving, and I’ve been watching roads, cars, and traffic since I was a kid (its what you do when your parents wont buy you a gameboy) and in the last 10 years of my 20 something year long, highly official study, I’ve noticed that people don’t use their headlights anymore! Don’t you want to see what’s in front of you? Or are you interested in getting into a fatal car accident? It’s like our survival instinct hasn’t...survived.
I admit, cars are now required to have Daytime Running Headlights (DRL’s) which people might mistake for headlights, but if your headlights are dim on your new car, wouldn’t you do something about it? Not if you’re uninterested in surviving your nighttime drive.
My second piece of evidence: Florida Man. How are there that many stupid people? (How are there that many stupid people IN ONE STATE!?) I refuse to believe it’s the sun/heat/climate. There’s too many places similar to Florida in that sense. When was the last time you heard “Brazilian Man” or “Colombian Man”
Its not the heat, its the easy living that Florida provides. You don’t have to think much to stay alive down there. And most people don’t.
There has to have been some split at some point in humanity where evolution went two seperate directions. One went on evolving the intelligence, intuition and instinct that kept our species alive for so long, the other evolved into idiocy. I think it happened right when we started to invent things to make life easier, instead of just possible. Convenience is a luxury humanity cannot afford.
Let’s play out the Jetsons in real life. (we kinda are - insane technology with 1950′s idealogies - different tea for a different time) In the Jetsons they have machines do all the work so life is just a breeze. But what did that make the Jetsons good at? Were they able to solve more of the world problems because they had a robot do the vacuuming? No, they were just as average as any of us old timers.
Credit where its due though, to the people who are smart enough (and actively thinking enough) to make all these fascinating technologies and luxuries that we have today. People like Elon Musk, Steve Jobs and Christian Von Konigsegg give me hope that humanity is still growing, we’re just taking the stupid people with us.
Végre valaki átlátott a szitán!
Brienno, Italy (by David Nicholls)
CANT WAIT TO BE HERE
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i wonder which is a greater hindrance to us. creature comforts or overstimulation. Id say that the civilized world (ironic name) has become so comfortable that we have chosen to self medicate the boredom that comes with comfort with overstimulation. Curious how your friends are doing? Social media. Wanna learn something? Got a podcast for that. Would you like stimulation to be part of your over stimulation? 30% of all internet traffic is porn.
We’ve evolved ourselves out of our ability to rest. And with that we lost our shot at peace. We got so comfortable we lost the value of it.
I could make this a long rant but instead I’ll lay on my couch and look at the ceiling
Interior of the Palace of Justice in Vienna, Austria (by Josh Hild)
Can I testify
One time when I was 9 years old I walked into a BMW dealer with my mom and laid my eyes on a beautiful Carbon Black on Caramel M5. I told my mother I was going to buy it. Half amused, she said “if you can afford it, you can buy it.”
10 years later I bought a Carbon Black on Caramel BMW M5. I was 19, restless and full of angst. Like any typical 19 year old with a fast car I decided that the best thing to do was race people on the highway.
One time I was racing a Corvette down a three lane highway. I’m not sure how fast we were going, but a friend was doing about 160mph behind us and not catching up. I was in the lead, when we crested a hill and saw two cars in the outside lanes. Being in front I assumed that i would take the clear center lane through the two cars and then carry on with my shenanigans post traffic. My adversary, not seeing the two cars, decided that this would be the perfect time to overtake me. What happened next is what drives me to this day.
Somehow, 4 cars squeezed into three lanes of traffic. I don’t know what hole we tore in the space-time continuum, but it was enough for us to fit. My friend behind us still to this day doesn’t understand what he saw. But I do, because the craziest part was actually happening inside the car. As this hole was being torn, I was receiving an electric shock in my right knee. The one on the gas pedal. I screamed in pain, looked to my right, and saw the side mirror of the Corvette overlapping my own. I realized that if i had stayed on the gas, I would not be writing this.
Clearly, someone wanted me alive. And they were quite stubborn about it too, as they ripped a hole in space, time, and my tendons (or so it felt at the time) just to make sure I wasn’t a road safety statistic.
I’m just a bit grateful for God keeping me alive in that moment. I certainly wasn’t trying too hard to do so. But a few years later after I became a Christian I was reflecting on that moment and my heart wasn’t plagued so much with thanks as it was with curiosity. Why did God do this? He normally likes to make the supernatural happen naturally, not just blow human reality to rubble for the sake of safety.
God still hasn’t informed me why He did that. Or how. But if I could take an educated guess I’d say it was because He loves me. A love that desperate is the only thing that makes sense within human constructs. You don’t need a super natural experience to know that God loves you. You need to be reminded of the cross. Love is critical to understanding what happened on Calvary, because without love we are at a total loss for explanation. Can you think of another reason why someone would want to be beaten, whipped, and then have blunt objects driven through their hands and feet just to bleed out slowly on a cross? It’s not like there were viral challenges then. Jesus didn’t have to decide if Kiki loved Him, He knew He loved us.