may peace reign in the world

This world is not the same to all people. Each one lives in his little domain….Peace and harmony may reign in one person’s world; where strife and restlessness in anothers. But whatever the circumstances of one’s environment, it consists of both an inner and an outer world. The outside world is the one in which your life engages in action and interaction. The world inside of you determines your happiness or unhappiness.
—  Paramahansa Yogananda

Satchitānanda, “Truth, Consciousness, Bliss"

After many incarnations, there comes a time when we grow dissatisfied with mere things, when experiences of this world render us empty. We yearn for a higher truth, a deeper understanding of life. When we begin to search sincerely for that experience, we have entered what the propelled state of the human heart.

That is, we are propelled by our inner dissatisfaction to seek something more than the superficial experiences and pursuits of the senses. In this state, we eventually find a spiritual teacher or teaching that can guide us the way to the infinite.

This world is not the same to all people. Each one lives in his little domain. Peace and harmony may reign in one person’s world where strife and restlessness in another’s. But whatever the circumstances of one’s environment, it consists of both an inner and an outer world. The outside world is the one in which your life engages in action and interaction.

The world inside of you determines your happiness or unhappiness.

By K.Nagori

anonymous asked:

Why are you trying to conquer the world?

“’Conquer’?” Doom actually laughed–a harsh, electronic bark of amusement.

“Any fool could lay waste to this miserable world and plant his flag atop the embers, declaring himself king. No. Conquest is only a means to an end, secondary completely to the true goal. I do not wish to simply claim this world. I wish to rule it. And in answer to your next question–that of ‘why’–because no one else can. Look at my own small kingdom, at the peace and prosperity within. If I could extend that to the world as a whole, would it not be better than the chaos that now reigns? Our Earth, our very lives, hovering perpetually on the brink of ruin? Entire nations condemned to abject poverty and desolation so that a handful may thrive like obscene parasites–I could save them all. I could bring justice to the wronged, exact vengeance on the overweening, greedy insects who cement their power with the blood and sweat of the less fortunate. I could make this world a true utopia, and all I would ask in return is loyalty, obedience, and the willing surrender of every man, woman, and child to the law of Doom. …You speak to me of conquering? Bah. ”

anonymous asked:

Did Brandon Snow and a weirwood arrow kill Meraxes? Not incidentally, what's his deal?

Hey there, Anon!

Two questions here, so I’ll deal with the easy one first.

No, Brandon Snow did not kill Meraxes. According to Maester Yandel:

It was at Hellholt where the Dornish had their greatest success against the Targaryens. A bolt from a scorpion pierced the eye of Meraxes, and the great dragon and the queen who rode upon it fell from the sky. In her death throes, the dragon destroyed the castle’s highest tower and part of the curtain wall. (“Dorne: Dorne Against the Dragons”, The World of Ice and Fire)

Maester Gyldayn also testifies that an iron scorpion bolt felled Meraxes, so it is extremely unlikely the great dragon died any other way. Certainly, no mention is ever made of Brandon Snow in Dorne to suggest he had any part in Meraxes’ death.

Now, “what’s his deal”? That’s a little harder. Brandon Snow (this one, though I’m sure the North has seen plenty of bastard Brandons over the years) was the bastard brother of King Torrhen Stark, the last King in the North. He must have been at least somewhat close to his trueborn brother, because he felt confident to offer the king his strategy to deal with the conquering Targaryen host:

The king’s bastard brother Brandon Snow offered to cross the Trident alone under cover of darkness, to slay the dragons whilst they slept. (“The Reign of the Dragons: The Conquest”, The World of Ice and Fire)

Torrhen actually did send Brandon to the Targaryen camp, but (along with three maesters) as a negotiator for peace, not an instrument of war. So we get the sense that Brandon was bold and maybe overconfident, but also intelligent and trustworthy - a Stark in all but name.

Now, how was Brandon planning to slay the dragons? Yandel doesn’t tell us, but we have what may be a nice clue from Bran’s last chapter in A Dance with Dragons:

A dark-eyed youth, pale and fierce, sliced three branches off the weirwood and shaped them into arrows. (“Bran III”, A Dance with Dragons)

Many speculate that this “dark-eyed youth” is Brandon Snow himself - three arrows for three dragons. Certainly, one of the few confirmed ways to kill a dragon is to shoot it in the eye; if Brandon could have guided his three arrows into Balerion’s, Vhagar’s, and Meraxes’ eyes with enough force, the war would have taken a dramatic turn against the Targaryens. Weirwoods are of course the most mystical of trees in Westeros, with their connection to the old gods, so Brandon might have relied on this symbol of the Starks’ northern faith to assist him. More practically speaking, weirwood has been used for arrows and bows throughout the series, with both Ygritte and Bloodraven, that mysterious and mystical character, using weirwood bows.

Of course, one has to wonder where Brandon Snow would gotten an idea like that in the first place. Was it simple reliance on the old gods (especially since these arrows would come from the heart tree of Winterfell itself)? Was Brandon an especially good archer and aware of this dragonslaying method from, say, the stories of the Rhoynar or the histories of Valyria? We cannot say. I tend to think we’ll find out whether or not that vision was of Brandon Snow, and maybe see weirwood arrows come back again before the series is done.

The Queen Regent (NFriel)

The Twitch Plays Pokemon world is in an uproar after democracy and anarchy were abandoned in favor of fascist totalitarianism.

After the mass release of captured Pokemon on Saturday, a group calling themselves the Nationalpokesmus rallied to form a new, more powerful and goal oriented team that might sway the game toward a more complete, controlled method of play.

Claiming the game had been “Stabbed in the back” by players they called the “February Criminals”, the Nationalpokesmus (NPDAP) group staged a revolution in the Pewter City Contest Hall. Flooding the game with totalitarian commands, the NPDAP seized power early this morning and has already begun consolidating its power.

Some have praised the new level of control and cooperation. Said a player called Gerbils, “For the first time I’m proud to be a resident of Pallet Town. This is a return to the values that made Twitch great, and it’s critical to move on from the great February release. Truly, it is springtime for Kanto.” User Wannasee added, “The deportation and condemnation to Lavender Town of the former democracy traitors is super-effective.”

But not everyone is so pleased. XY Players are rallying to their 3DSs to quash the NPDAP movement before it can destabilize the Pokemon world. “Kalos is deeply concerned at the new militarization in Twitch. It’s only a matter of time before they claim they need ‘Programming room’ and start a Twitch Plays XY.” Signs of a dubious reign are in progress. Already, Johto has been exploited in what XY players are calling “Pokemon Crystal Night”. There is however some hope for peace. Pokemon Black player NevilleC has suggested there may be peace in our time if we appease the NPDAP by giving them free reign of the original Twitch. Pokemon White’s WinstonHilda disagrees, “War is at this point inevitable. We must all rally to collect the most powerful Pokemon we can capture, for we won’t have many with which to fight. Never have so many… Done so much… For Mewtwo.”

So I listened to the audio from Gillian’s Boston Comic Con and she had a few interesting things to say about Bedelia. 

at around 8:00–she talked about how Bryan and the writers told her they would sit around and give her the weirdest, hardest lines imaginable just to see what she would do with them and Gillian’s like it was “weird shit…even for Bedelia to say.” And I kind of agree with her. Bryan has talked about giving Bedelia some of Harris’ most purple prose, lines that were never meant to be dialogue and a few of them (”turned from the teat to enter the world”) really didn’t seem in character at all. And kind of unfair to Gillian tbh. Once again, Gillian’s instincts as an actor >>>> male writers who need to reign in their ids. 

at around 10:30 she talks about enjoying playing Bedelia because she’s so contained, and what she enjoyed most was the “gestation,” being able to develop the character opposite Mads “working into each others’ eyes.” 

She also at one point said, “Bedelia, may she rest in peace….” NOOOOOO, GILLIAN NOOOO. 

anonymous asked:

Tovarisch al-Tumblriyah, vat ist Evropa?

Genosse, Evropa is what we must destroy, as cultural marxists. Evropa is a peaceful, prosperous, happy land where everyone is diverse because they are all pure aryan white and sequestered in their own nation-states with no cultural exchange because that would be culturally marxist; where social progress and modernity is made because everyone follows sacred ancient traditions and gay people don’t exist because they’re degenerate; where women are equal and respected, because here they are in all equality free to only wear a white wedding dress if they are a virgin, after which they freely express their equality by dedicating themselves to marrying and aryan man while they’re young and living their lives to breed his aryan children and please him in the home, (they are occasionally permitted to leave their sinks and kitchens so that they may chastely frolic in wheatfields in chaste but traditional gowns, which is how you know that they are respected and equal); where all science in all of human history was invented, which is how we know that global climate change is a new world order conspiracy; where freedom of religion reigns, so long as you are christian (the right kind) or evropean paganl where all art, free speech, and free expression is encouraged and permitted, as long as it isn’t degenerate or that terrible meaningless art made after 1910s; where everyone is peaceful because they are ready to righteously curbstomp anybody who tries to introduce degeneracy and bomb to pieces lesser, swarthier countries (see the clause about art and free speech). 

It is this, Genosse, which we must will all our cultural marxist might destroy, because we cannot allow white people and proper morality to flourish and be happy. That is why we, the cultural marxists, have invented things like immigrants, gay people, independent women, labor unions, art that isn’t paintings of generals, people who aren’t white, religions that aren’t christianity or a rip-off of european paganism, meme reaction pics, lack of ethics in video games journalism, interracial relationships and marriages, lesbians who write things, journalism, non-virgins who wear white wedding dresses, using feelings instead of pure Facts and Logic, and academia. It is with these tools that you must destroy white evropean peace and prosperity for the sake of political correctness and causing pain to straight white people.

Godspeed on your quest, Genosse, that we may one day see all aryans bred out and all humankind united in non-aryan degeneracy and feels > reals. 

Yours in the struggle,

Kitschener

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May 19th, 1536~ Queen Anne Boleyn was executed for claims of incest, witchcraft, adultery, and conspiracy against the king. Today marks the 478th anniversary of this horrible occurrence, and I cannot help but feel an overwhelming sense of sorrow and grief.  Anne Boleyn was truly a woman ahead of her time.  She was not only a bright and alluring personality to be around, but was also incredibly smart, even with the lack of emphasis on female education at the time, and immensely well versed in anything she decided to become a part of.  She was not only a true believer in the reformations of the Catholic Church (not that I am politically/religiously biased in any way), but was also largely involved in the growth of the charitable act and donations carried out by the nobility at the time.  Queen Anne was truly a a woman to look up to, and still is.  I think looking to her personality and her actions would provide all with invaluable insight regarding their own lives, as she seemed to effortlessly succeed at all she wished to.  I cannot help but wonder how she would have existed if she had been born 478 years later.  Somehow, I think it is obvious that the world would be her bitch, and we would all see a strong and confident soul, instead of the power-hungry whore that her enemies saw.  I know that she will be “Queen in Heaven”, and missed on earth.  Rest in Peace Queen Anne.  

♥ ♥

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“I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” Geoff says, when he finally gets to the top of the ladder.

Gavin doesn’t turn from where he’s sitting at the end of the roof, legs dangling over the edge, staring out over Achievement City. The sun is setting - the games took up the whole day - and it looks beautiful from up here. Geoff’s house is a monstrosity of design but if anything can be said about it, it provides an incredible view, especially at dawn and dusk. Now the last rays of the evening sun reflect across the crown that’s slipping to one side of Gavin’s head, glinting sparkling gold.

Geoff comes up behind him. It’s dizzying, close to the edge, but he’s not scared. They’re never scared. They die, they come back, that’s how it works. He reaches out to adjust the crown but Gavin shifts aside at the last moment.

“Ha ha ha, how about you don’t touch me,” he says, so sourly that it stops Geoff in his tracks.

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