“But here is the truth of nostalgia. We don’t feel it for who we were, but who we weren’t. We feel it for all the possibilities that were open to us, but that we didn’t take.
Time is like wax, dripping from a candle flame. In the moment, it is molten and falling, with the capability to transform into any shape. Then the moment passes, and the wax hits the table top and solidifies into the shape it will always be. It becomes the past – a solid single record of what happened, still holding in its wild curves and contours the potential of every shape it could have held.
It is impossible – no matter how blessed you are by luck, or the government, or some remote, invisible deity gently steering your life with hands made of moonlight and wind – it is impossible not to feel a little sad, looking at that bit of wax, that bit of the past. It is impossible not to think of all the wild forms that wax now will never take.
The village, glimpsed from a train window – beautiful and impossible and impossibly beautiful on a mountaintop, then you wondered what it would be if you stepped off the moving train and walked up the trail to its quiet streets and lived there for the rest of your life. The beautiful face of that young man from Luftnarp, with his gaping mouth and ashy skin, last seen already half-turned away as you boarded the bus, already turning towards a future without you in it, where this thing between you that seemed so possible now already, and forever, never was.
All variety of lost opportunity spied from the windows of public transportation, really.
It can be overwhelming, this splattered, inert wax recording every turn not taken.
“What’s the point?” you ask.
“Why bother?” you say.
“Oh, Cecil,” you cry. “Oh, Cecil.”
But then you remember – I remember – that we are, even now, in another bit of molten wax. We are in a moment that is still falling, still volatile – and we will never be anywhere else. We will always be in that most dangerous, most exciting, most possible time of all: the now. Where we never can know what shape the next moment will take.”
One of my favorite things from Night Vale is this part from Episode 21, A Memory of Europe
“Simone Rigadeau – the transient living in a recycling closet in the Earth Sciences building at Night Vale Community College – released a statement today, saying that the world has ended.
“The world ended three or four decades ago,” she scrawled on a Subway sandwich wrapper. “I don’t know what this thing is that we’re living in, but it’s not the world.”“
Just that concept and phrasing is amazing
The world ended.
Whatever this is, it is not the world
And as time goes on you slowly find out that the world really did end and she is the only person who kept her memory from that timeline
So, although I wanted to make this as a short story is here a continuation. Let’s let little M-21 meet his
That was all Frankenstein could think of when he opened the door to his
apartment. Just the thought of how dirty the boy was made all his neck hair
stand at attention. He would have run, but M-21 was asleep in his arms. In
order not to wake him up, and against his urge to throw the little one into a
tub full of water, Frankenstein moved relatively slowly, trying not to make
hasty movements as he carried the boy through the light snowstorm to his
gate creaked and swung behind him as he made it to the front lawn of the house.
Behind another door began the living area, where the stairs led to the upper
floor and the basement. Frankenstein stopped for a moment to peel off his shoes
and put on his slippers before heading off to the bathroom.
Hey! Umm quick question: if a person wanted to join the kingsman fandom and was looking for people to talk to/blogs to follow who would you suggest? Also because of comfort maybe people under 21? Idunno if you cant do that Im fine (Asking because im v socially awkward/anxious and scared to just message random people) Thanks sm!!❤
Timeline: January 1998 - Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris are arrested after stealing items from a van. After pleading guilty, they are sent to a juvenile diversion program.
March 1998 - Randy and Judy Brown, parents of student Brooks Brown, file a report with the sheriff’s office stating that Harris had threatened to kill Brooks and had written on the Internet that he would like to kill people.
April 20, 1999 - At approximately 11:19 A.M., Dylan Klebold, 17, and Eric Harris, 18, carrying guns and bombs, open fire inside Columbine High School, killing 13 and wounding 23 others before killing themselves.
November 12, 1999 - Mark Manes is sentenced to six years in prison for selling a gun used in the murders to minors Harris and Klebold.
April 2001 - Close to three dozen families of Columbine victims settle suits with the parents of the suspects and gun suppliers. The settlement totals close to $2.5 million. The Harris’ and Klebold’s homeowners insurance will pay a large part and the rest will come from insurance company payments on behalf of the gun suppliers. The family of victim Isaiah Shoels does not accept the settlement.
August 20, 2002 - The Jefferson County Sheriff’s Office settles with the daughter of teacher Dave Sanders for $1.5 million.
June 2003 - Judge Robert Blackburn orders the family of Isaiah Shoels to accept a $366,000 settlement in the lawsuit against the gunmen’s families.
August 12, 2003 - The families of victims Daniel Rohrbough, Kelly Fleming, Matt Kechter, Lauren Townsend, and Kyle Velasquez settle a wrongful death lawsuit against parents Susan and Thomas Klebold and Wayne and Katherine Harris, in which the victims’ families claim that the suspects’ parents should have known what their sons were up to before the shootings. The terms of the settlement have not been released.
October 22, 2003 - Home video of the two suspects is released by authorities. In the video, made six weeks before the murders, the suspects are seen in a forested area shooting at bowling pins.
February 26, 2004 - Colorado Attorney General Ken Salazar releases an investigative report about the attack. Authorities also release thousands of pages of documents and physical evidence.
September 21, 2007 - The Columbine Memorial, adjacent to Columbine High School, is dedicated and opened to the public.
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