overcome evil

People talk a lot about how Harry Potter taught them about friendship and bravery and love overcoming evil etc and of course I think that’s very important but like…

Harry Potter also taught an entire generation of kids that the news media can’t always be trusted to tell the truth, that the government can often be corrupt or incompetent, that the legal system isn’t always right, that the people in power don’t always have your best interests at heart. That bad things sometimes happen to good people, that your heroes aren’t always as perfect as you think they are, that even those with the best intentions can be wrong, that everyone can make mistakes and that often in order to make things right it takes a lot of hard work and sacrifice.

…and I think in a way that’s every bit as important as the more positive messages.

Do not let the negativity in the world blow out the flame in your heart. That fire burns brighter than any darkness. It overcomes all evil. It illuminates the rest of the world with love.

→ ❝THE ELDER SCROLLS V: SKYRIM sentence starters❞

  • “Only cowards hunt animals. True game walks on two legs.”
  • “What is better — to be born good, or to overcome your evil nature through great effort?”
  • “Eyes open. Walk with the shadows.” 
  • “I have done nothing to earn your distrust.” 
  • “Power is inert without action and choice.”
  • “I presume you’ve already seen some of what I’ve accomplished. There is so, so much more to be done.”
  • “Perhaps we should find a random stranger to murder. Practice does make perfect.” 
  • “Heard about you and your honeyed words.” 
  • “I fight because I must.” 
  • “Arrogance will serve you poorly.”
  • “You stink of death, my friend. I salute you.” 
  • “There is murder in the air. I can taste it.” 
  • “My favorite drinking buddy! Let’s get some mead.” 
  • “Do you need all your toes? I could really use a fresh toe for… never mind.” 
  • “Of course you can buy me a drink! You didn’t need to say a word, but I heard you loud and clear.”
  • “Prophecy tells what may be, not what should be.”
  • “You are in my power here.”
  • “Running a little light in the pockets, eh?” 
  • “My blade thirsts for your blood.”
  • “I once got set on fire by a sorcerer. Nasty business.”
  • “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Watch the magic!” 
  • “I trust that this is just the beginning of a long and mutually beneficial relationship.”
  • “You will push the world harder than it pushes back.”
  • “I know your kind, always sneaking about.”
  • “Perhaps you aren’t as powerful as you think.” 
  • “Fight well, don’t be a lout, and you’ll be fine.”
  • “Nice place. I never knew you were so wealthy.”
  • “You would shut out the darkness?!” 
  • “Look at that. Am I drunk? I must be drunk.”
  • “You’re not a threat… merely an annoyance.” 
  • “Everything mortal fades away in time, but the spirit remains.”
  • “You’re losing a lot of blood. Maybe you should sit down for a moment.”
  • “Get out of here before I toss you out.” 
  • “Good luck with your… um, murders.”

i think a lot about how Paarthurnax and Alduin were brothers and comrades once.  how it must have felt for Paarthurnax to slowly begin questioning everything he thought he knew about the rightness of draconic rule, how painful it must have been for him to slowly and begrudgingly realize that Alduin was wrong

and how it must have felt for Alduin when Paarthurnax first stood up and said no, i’m not doing this anymore and left to join the human rebellion. what a betrayal that must have felt like, his own brother, a fellow child of Akatosh, turning on him

and then i think about Paarthurnax sitting on top of the Throat of the World for millennia because he knew Alduin would return, waiting for him, and then that moment when it happened, when they were face to face again for the first time in an eternity

and just these two ancient beings facing off from across the span of ages, a gulf thousands of deaths wide between them, and no hope of reconciliation but too much shared history to let it all slip away

Zu’u saraan fah hi, zeymah.  I waited for you, brother.

Hi mayz sahlo, Paarthurnax.  The years have not been kind to you, old friend.

anonymous asked:

What is better Chara ? to be born good or to overcome your evil nature through great effort ?

*Being born good.
*Does not guarantee a corruption free life.
*So. The answer is obvious.
*Not being born at all.
*Hahaha. Just kidding.
*Do not give me that look.

This world is a beautiful place. People are amazing. Good is all around us and we all desperately want to embrace it. Everyone just wants to be happy and live with peace of mind. I really hope I’m alive one day to see this tranquility and to see good overcome the evil cunts in this world. Because shit is so unfair for the majority of the world and it doesn’t need to be like this. We as people are all bonded and connected, we should be looking after this earth and living amongst each other peacefully. Nothing else makes sense. Chasing after man made concepts and destroying the beauty around us for what, what do we truly gain? Nothing. The oceans are dirty, the air is polluted, the animals are becoming extinct and blood is being split over natural resources. Like wdf are we doing…? It’s all a mess.
Like the quote says.. “Only when the last tree is has died and the last river has been poisoned and the last fish has been caught, will we realise that we can’t eat money”


  • ❛ what is better ?  to be born good,  or to overcome your evil nature through great effort. ❜
  • ❛ it’s a lucky time to be alive. ❜
  • ❛ skyrim’s harshness has a way of carving a man down to his true self. ❜
  • ❛ i’ve heard about you … and your honeyed words. ❜
  • ❛ i would wake up and hope that it was just a dream but know it was not. ❜
  • ❛ i’m not a man. i’m a weapon in human form. just unsheathe me, and point me at the enemy.❜
  • ❛ you never should have come here. ❜
  • ❛ i fight so that all of the fighting i’ve already done hasn’t been for nothing. ❜
  • ❛ you stink of death, my friend. i salute you. ❜
  • ❛ you’re either the bravest person i’ve ever met … or the biggest fool. ❜
  • ❛ i faced him fearlessly, my fate inescapable, yet my honor sustained. can they say the same ? ❜
  • ❛ you push the world harder than it pushes back. ❜
  • ❛ all the living shall fear the dead. ❜
  • ❛ remember, your mind is the best weapon you have. ❜
  • ❛ one sure mark of a fool is to dismiss anything that falls outside his experience as being impossible. ❜
  • ❛ the curse of much knowledge is often indecision. ❜
  • ❛ what’s the point in being miserable all the time ? ❜
  • ❛ being happy or unhappy is a choice you make, and i’ve chosen to make the best of things. ❜
  • ❛ walk always in shadows, so that you will see your foes before they see you. ❜
  • ❛ i don’t really think i’m cut for the quiet life. ❜
  • ❛ the flames of a hero can reforge the shattered. ❜
  • ❛ i’ve sacrificed to much to let you take it from me. ❜
  • ❛ he would have proved troublesome to me. ❜
  • ❛ what is wrong with the world these days ? everyone is obsessed with death. ❜
FIGHTER (Part 1)

Originally posted by hs127

Walking out of your local supermarket, you looked up at the bleak, grey sky; it had seemed that way forever. Deeply, you sighed,there was never sunshine in your city. Carrying your heavy shopping bags on the way back home, you heard what sounded like a rough fight in the distance with cries of pain and cuss words screamed from two guy’s mouths. Fights weren’t uncommon where you were from, not since the wall was built. The stone wall at the edge of your city that split the next city apart from you was built of thick stone and was over 10 feet tall. The people from the next city weren’t allowed in. They were called ‘The Clan.’

The rumour had it that if a member of the clan so much as breathed near you, you would be overcome by evil thoughts and become a walking destruction machine. It all started in the early 1900′s when a great war broke out between the two cities and everyone the clan touched became obsessed with the person who changed them, doing whatever they pleased and killing the people from the opposite city. Of course, some parts weren’t true and the people over the wall would probably be safe, normal people but the government was so cautious and superstitious that the wall was built. In some places, it caused more anarchy and people still broke out in fights, scared that the other was in fact, an evil member of the clan. 

Walking through the dark alley as a short cut, the fighting sounds got closer and closer, filling your body with anxiety. You were tempted to run back and take the long road but that would cause you to walk an extra half hour that your hands couldn’t take due to the heavy shopping bags. You bit your lip, your heart thumping as you came to the end of the alley and finally, you could see the two men in a fight and one of them was being held up against a wall with a knife close to his neck. You gasped, never seeing such violence before. The vulnerable man had blood dripping from his busted lip, a gaze on his cheek and bruised hands. 

“I’m going to murder all of you good for nothing, waste of space bastards. You all will rot in hell.” 

The man holding the knife growled, scrunching his eyebrows and gritting his teeth in fury. As the knife was getting closer to the man’s neck, beads of sweat began to roll off your forehead, not knowing what to do. You couldn’t just let the man get killed when you knew you could change the situation. Gathering all the courage you could get, you began to walk lightly on your feat, your pulse racing, sneaking closer to the man with the knife. With all of your might, you swung the heavy, large shopping bag across the man’s head, causing him to cry out in pain and fall to the ground. You heard something crack as he hit the floor; you were sure he wasn’t dead but you were also pretty positive he wasn’t going to get up for a while. Bringing your hand to your heaving chest, you looked up at the man you’d saved. He was pretty close to the definition of beautiful. Disregarding his injuries, he had luscious plump lips, smooth looking milky skin, deep brown eyes and the most eye catching thing was his platinum blonde hair that faded in to a bright blue. No one dressed like that where you were from; it was a breath of fresh hair. The man still had fright in his eyes. He was staring at you like you were an alien. It confused you. Finally, he broke the silence. 

“Are you fucking crazy?! Why did you save me?!” 

He exclaimed, you never thought he’d be angry that you saved him. 

“You were about to have your throat cut open.” 

You raised an eyebrow, freaked out at his reaction. 

“I didn’t fucking need to be saved. I don’t need help from you guys. Don’t you get it?! If anyone saw you saving me, we’d both be shot on the spot! Get the fuck away before someone catches us.” 

You were speechless, looking at him blankly as you picked up your now battered shopping from the floor. It was odd just turning around and walking away from the guy you’d just saved from murder with no gratitude, just a scream at you. You knew he was one of them, one of the clan members and that didn’t bother you, you were just disappointed that you never even got a thank you. Looking back one last time, he was glaring at you as still as a statue in front of the unconscious man. It was an odd day to say the least. 

To reduce temptation, keep your mind occupied with God’s Word and other good thoughts. You defeat bad thoughts by thinking of something better. This is the principle or replacement. You overcome evil with good. Satan can’t get your attention when you mind is preoccupied with something else. That’s why the Bible repeatedly tells us to keep our minds focused: “Fix your thoughts on Jesus” (Hebrews 3:1)