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Once in a while, a publication asks who the greatest American of our lifetime is. And while Cracked would never presume to answer that question, we absolutely can. Is it Zombie Teddy Roosevelt? The puppeteer who made Ronald Reagan come alive? Former San Antonio Spurs center David Robinson?

Strong contenders, all, but no. Sit down, neighbor, and hear of a man who did not conquer the world, but did it one better; he reminded us that the world needs unity rather than conquest. He walked among us as a man, although he was a hand-to-God saint. They say the difference between a saint and a psychopath is empathy, and Mr. Fred Rogers had an ocean of it, which makes him either the sanest man in history or the craziest hero we ever had.

If you’re from some country that doesn’t have puppets and never heard of Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood, it’s OK! He loves you anyway. In fact, he’d want to introduce you to all of us so we could learn from you.

At my signal, take off those ironic smirks and don your extra-strength smiles, because your faith in human beings is about to get an upgrade.

5 Moments That Prove Mr. Rogers Was the Greatest American

I hate it when guys like you call women like us ‘complicated.’ It disturbs parts of my soul that I didn’t even know existed, because we’re not. All we want is for the person that we’re with to go as hard for us as we go for them. Balance. What’s so complicated about that? Nothing. What’s so wrong with that? Fucking nothing. But you’ll make it seem like it’s the most unnatural and worst thing in this world, and for what? Oh, because you got lazy. Because you got selfish. Because somewhere along the line you decided that you didn’t want to do your part anymore, but wanted us to continue doing ours think about that. Are we really complicated, or are you the one making things complicated with your fucking bullshit? Know yourself.
—  Cici B.

I don’t normally offer advice, dating or otherwise, at least not prompted or without a whole bunch of qualifiers. I’ll start by saying I have no credentials beyond that I used to not believe in healthy human relationships, but 20 years into actual Happily Ever After have given me hope.  

So here you go:

Talk. 

Talk your little heads off. Talk about everything. How you feel about sports, kids, trees, bees, pollution, politics, religion. Say stupid things. Say the things you think about worry about wonder about. Say the things you fear will chase someone off. Say the things you hope one day to share with someone who finds you charming, hilarious, valuable, valid. Say the things. Say all the things. None of this third date, fifth date, middle of the night drunken text stuff after one month or two or six or some arbitrarily set milestone.

Because yes, absolutely, someone will leave you. 

Someone will find you not to their liking. And you’ll find folks not to yours. And wouldn’t you rather find that out now? Wouldn’t you rather know early enough that you can cut your losses and go? Rather than spend decades in a relationship with a stranger, rather than spend a lifetime with someone you feel is judging you, laughing at you, disapproving of you?

Because someone else is going to love you.

Someone else is going to laugh at your stupidest jokes if for no reason other than that you said them, eyes crinkling at the corners, lips stretching wide over your own audacity. They’re going to want to know about your dullest day at work and how you got toner on your favorite slacks. They’re going love your quoting song lyrics or movies. Or misremembering the lines of your favorites children’s book. They’re going to love your sleepy wonderings and your pre-coffee grumblings and your ramblings. My goodness they’re going to love your ramblings. They’re going to text/email/call you in the middle of the day just to see how your morning’s gone, even if it’s just like every other morning, and they’re going to tell you they love you because you should know. You’re going to go to bed like every night is a sleepover still talking and laughing about the same ridiculous thing you did last year or the year before. 

Because you’re going to love all of that about them too. 

One of the most wonderful things about loving someone is wanting to share the world with them and wanting to see the world through their eyes. 

SO TALK. 

Talk on those first dates, those first texts or whatever you kids are using for first contacts these days. Be yourself. Make real connections or don’t. Cut your losses. Keep looking. Because the last thing you want is a UnHappily Ever After with a stranger who doesn’t care what’s going on between your ears. The last thing any of us should want is an UnHappily Ever After with someone whose mind we don’t know and love.

Manchester

The truth is, we live in a broken world.

The truth is, we are all caught in a battle of good and evil. In our day to day, often distracted and routine lives, we sometimes forget this. We become content with things of this world- entertainment, gossip, material possessions, popularity, fame. Things that will eventually become dust. What will remain when our material comforts disintegrate?

When we are faced with an act of senseless violence, it is shocking, brutal, disturbing, devastating. It frightens us because it reminds us of the fragility of our humanity- that we are vulnerable, and our time here is limited. It hurts because it reminds us that there is evil and violence in our world. That people hurt others for reasons we can’t comprehend. It’s not fair, and it’s not just.
But has our world ever been fair or just?

What do we do when faced with something so horrifying as senseless violence? A good place to start is to ask ourselves- what are we living for? Who are we behind closed doors? What kind of impact is my life making on others? Am I helping or hurting- or simply sitting complacently?

There is so much more to this world than winning a popularity contest, or racing to fill ourselves up and experience the most pleasure possible. There is a whole realm of good and evil right before our eyes. When evil screams out at us, we are asked to respond with the purest of good. People use the word “love” as an antidote, but what does it mean anyway? Many of us think of the “love” we see in movies- having a crush, getting butterflies, the physical chemistry between two people. But when faced with an act so insidious as senseless violence, love as having a “crush” seems almost insulting to our humanity.

There is a love deeper than anything that could be captured in a movie or song that permeates our entire world. This love is pure and true. This is the love we thirst for. Mother Teresa talks about this love in one of my all-time favorite quotes:

“At the end of our lives we will not be judged by how many diplomas we have received, how much money we have made or how many great things we have done.

We will be judged by: I was hungry and you gave me to eat. I was naked and you clothed me. I was homeless and you took me in.

Hungry not only for bread-
but hungry for love.
Naked not only for clothing-
but naked of human dignity and respect.
Homeless not only for want of a home of brick-but homeless because of rejection.
Only in heaven will we see how much we owe to the poor for helping us to love God better because of them.”

Another beautiful quote from Mother Teresa:

“Seeking the face of God in everything, everyone, all the time, and his hand in every happening; This is what it means to be contemplative in the heart of the world. Seeing and adoring the presence of Jesus, especially in the lowly appearance of bread, and in the distressing disguise of the poor.”

We are called to love deeply- not just our family and friends, but the poorest of the poor. This doesn’t just encompass those who are materially poor, but those who are lonely, rejected, and isolated- those who suffer from spiritual poverty.


At a time like this, when we feel horrified, violated and disturbed by the ugliness of evil, we yearn even more for the things that remain pure and sacred- picking up a child who is homeless and cradling her in your arms. A piece of music that makes you soar with emotion. Crying with and comforting a friend, and watching them heal. A married couple on the verge of divorce who miraculously finds the courage to forgive each other. The first breath of a newborn baby. Wildflowers blooming gloriously every spring after the bitterness of winter’s cold. A candle casting light in the darkness of a peaceful, old church. People praying solemnly, hands pressed over their faces. A genuine smile. The beauty of vulnerability.

Why do things like these bring so much comfort at a time like this? Why is it that music with degrading, defiling lyrics, maybe even songs we laugh along to in our daily lives, seems so insulting at a time like this? Why do so many people who never talk about God write on their social media platforms, “Please pray,” when something like this happens?

When faced with violence and evil, we remember that we are yearning for more. We are thirsting for something deeper than the shallowness of our world. Pleasure, lust and entertainment do not quench the desperate thirst we all experience. We want real love, a meaningful existence, to experience and taste something pure and sweet. In the book “Man’s Search For Meaning,” Viktor Frankl writes that humans can endure unimaginable suffering if they can find some meaning behind it.

Humans are capable of unthinkable, hideous evil. We are also capable of breathtaking courage and life-changing Love. We are called to more than this earthly life. The one question I ask, above all: if you were one of the victims of the bombing in Manchester, what legacy would your life leave behind? How did the love of God- the love that is pure, whole and holy, the love that forgives, nurtures, heals and the only love that quenches- how did that love shine through in your life?

And if you don’t like the answer- how will you change that?

Prayers and blessings to you and to all those affected by this tragedy. You are loved. You are worthy. And you are called to more than this.

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1st letter - Hyorin:

To Star1, who have always loved and support us. Hello, this is SISTAR’s leader Hyorin. It’s already been seven years since SISTAR debuted. The time I have spent with my fellow members and Star1 as SISTAR’s Hyorin have been like a dream, so precious that I wouldn’t change them for the world. We will now be going our separate ways to start a new chapter in our lives. I want to sincerely thank Star1 for teaching us how much of a joy and blessing it is to sing for someone, to perform on stage for someone, to be loved by someone, and to love that person back. Putting our regrets behind us, we hope to support each other’s dreams and do our best to grow and be better as individuals. I love my fellow members and Star1 and you will forever be in my heart. You’ve given me more love than I deserve and given me strength, even though I am lacking in may ways. I want to thank you with all my heart. I love you…”

2nd letter - Soyou

It’s already been seven years. The happy moments and difficult times have been more happy and less difficult because I always had my fellow members and Star1 by my side. Looking back on our time with our fans, I feel bad and regretful because I feel like I never did enough. No matter what I do in the future, I will never forget how I feel about my fellow members and fans. I love you… I’m sorry… and I’m grateful. I’ll be back with good music. Till the very end, let’s all remember to be happy.

3rd letter - Dasom:

There are so many things I want to say to you guys, but I feel agonized and cautious about what I should say first. It’s been seven years since we debuted under the name SISTAR. I want to thank you for always supporting and loving us. I believe that we’ve been able to end this seven-year journey, which would have been a little rough otherwise, on a happy note thanks to our connection with you. We have made the tough decision to end our activities as SISTAR with this upcoming album and walk our individual paths. We hope to continue to repay our fans for the overflowing love you have given us as SISTAR through our individual activities. We will work hard to connect with you more. Please support us. Thank you.

4th letter - Bora

Star1, hello. It’s SISTAR’s Bora. Every year, I tell our fans to be happy, and I wonder if the past seven years have been happy and fun for you. The times I’ve spent with the other members of SISTAR and Star1 have been so precious and happy. I feel like my hard work never fully expressed how I feel about our fans, and the feeling of regret I have for not doing better during our time as SISTAR continues to grow. When you told me that seeing me bright and happy gave you strength, I worked even harder to be more energetic. I will continue to do so in the future. So many memories are flashing through my head as I write this. We’ve decided to support each other on our individual paths. However, this won’t be the last time you see us, and I will work hard to be the best that I can be as Yoon Bora. To our Star1, who have loved SISTAR and have loved Bora, thank you for always being by our side. I was happy. Let’s keep being happy. I love you.

what I want from E3 re: zelda
- wind waker hd and twilight princess hd re-released on the switch
- skyward sword hd announced with option to use the motion controls on the joycons or play normally
- hyrule warriors on the switch with all the wii u and 3ds dlc included
- a new proper traditional 2d style game on the 3ds that’s not multiplayer
- (ultimate goal) link to the past, oracle of seasons/ages + link’s awakening all remade in the link between worlds engine as a single release on 3ds or switch

what we’re probably gonna get at E3 re: zelda
- a 3 hour treehouse live stream of the hard mode dlc for breath of the wild
- tri force heroes 2 probably

anonymous asked:

1 Of 2: I don't think the creator of that post said that men couldn't practice magic, just that they couldn't be witches. I don't know if there are any practices available only to witches, but I'm guessing that a wizard, warlock, druid, or whatever can worship the same deities or cast the same spells as a witch. It's important to some people that the title witch be reserved females because it's a historically female term, and I'm not saying that's right or wrong.

2 Of 2: I know you’ve done research and there are claims of historically male witches but I’m honestly a bit dubious of the numbers you’ve provided, and no matter what way you paint it, women were the majority killed in the Salem Witch Trials, the majority who are prosecuted to this day. Shouldn’t there be some female exclusive magic space? There are a number of gender neutral terms for magic users, or male terms, but witch is already associated with females and the only term that has traction. 

And I’m not trying to be bitchy or condescending I’m just confused and I want to understand both sides of the issue.

I got off my phone and on to a computer to answer this question. Doesn’t seem like you want both side of the issue, honestly - I have given mine, quite clearly, and you seem to have picked yours, also quite clearly.

Witch is a gender neutral term. The term witch isn’t “historically” female - it’s only been a term used to describe magic users as mostly women in modern times (1600s; that’s only 400 years). “Witch” has always been a gender neutral term - only in recent times has it been used more exclusively for women, but that was not ever its only usage. Man, even in Wicca, they call men who practice “witches.” 

Druids are not the same as witches; druidry is closed prior to initiation - people shouldn’t be using that title unless they are a druid or studying to be an actual druid - so that term should not be grouped in with the others.

You know, other people made the gender neutral terms, because shit like this made them scared and uncomfortable to use the term “witch.” They were frightened people would come out of the woodwork and tear them apart because “oh you’re not a woman, you can’t use that word!” Think about that.

There are zero practices available only to witches (if you’re referring to “witches” as still women-exclusive then yeah, definitely no practices closed to anyone due to gender either) - witchcraft is an open practice that anyone can delve into, use as they like, and take away however they want. So, yes, literally anyone can cast spells like a witch, but they can also cast spells as a witch - using that term as their classifier, if they so wish. Because witchcraft is not closed in any aspect to anyone, neither is the label. No one can dictate who can use the term “witch.”

I don’t honestly know why you’re bringing up Salem tbh. Yes, perhaps the majority of the people accused during Salem were female, but that still doesn’t give women the right to place ownership over the term “witch.” It seems like you’re trying to imply something about the fact that women were the ones who “mostly” died for it, so they should have a right to it exclusively? Correct me if I’m wrong, but that’s what I’m getting, and oh man does that not feel right to me.

Witchcraft was never a woman-exclusive space, period, and I don’t think it ever will be, and I think it’s great that anyone can come in and be accepted for who they are and practice magic like a boss however they want. If you want there to be spaces exclusive for women, make one, but it’s not the fault of the practice for not being that way naturally; there actually is a woman-specific space in Wicca, Dianic Wicca. However, exclusive spaces and stuff shouldn’t be something that is thrown over the entirety of the community regardless of how anyone else feels about it.

The term “witch” was never exclusively for women, as I’ve stated like a half a dozen times now - it is associated with almost exclusively women because that’s how it’s been used in modern times, but it has been used for men in the past too. It is gender neutral. If you thought it was a term for women-only, I’m sorry, but it never was; we’re not actually taking anything away from anyone, it was free to use from the get-go. You’re free to make your own spaces, but don’t try to take or claim something that wasn’t actually your “property” to begin with, please, and leave the rest of us struggling to fill it in. Just because we may not have “died” for it, doesn’t mean we have less of a right to it. 

(Okay, calm, calm down Richtor, civility.)

You’re also ignoring the fact that there are people who use the term “witch” who don’t fall under the category of either men or women. You declaring it a female-only term or space is not only excluding men. You’re excluding me too, you’re excluding many other people who don’t identify as either, which is why I am standing so hard for this point.

Witchcraft is an open practice. Anyone can use the term witch, and anyone can practice witchcraft. I stand by my point, and the history of the word witch. If you don’t like it, well, I’m sorry, I’m not stopping. I’m standing up for me, for all the male witches, for all the trans witches and the non-binary witches, and the genderfluid witches, like me. We have just as much right to that term as anyone else, because hey! It was never exclusively for women, and witchcraft is a very open practice that anyone can take and use as they like. So I’ll be damned if I stop calling myself a witch, and I will not stand by as other people are bullied for using that term because of their fucking gender.

(Sorry, civility lost, let’s see if I can calm down again.)

This is a passionate issue for me, as I’m sure you can see. Trying to collect myself, I’ve made a few changes to what I wrote, but I’m not changing how I think, or some of my phrasing choices. This is important to a lot of us - having an inclusive space and term would be awesome for our community, in my opinion. A lot of people get into witchcraft because they have not many other places to go, to turn to, to draw strength from. Some people draw their self empowerment and confidence from calling themselves a witch - yes, exactly that term witch, not any other term. It gives them the strength to keep fighting and being active in their own lives, to not take life’s shit lying down. We use the word as armor, sword, and shield. It means the world to some of us, because of how it can be seen, regardless of gender. 

It’s a shame you can’t see past the gender part, really. There are some lovely witches out there, men and people who aren’t either, or who are both, and we just want a place to belong and feel welcomed. Trying to exclude us from a term no one actually had any rights to… It doesn’t feel nice. Which is why I will forever stand by my followers and friends, those who identify as ways other than how the term witch has been used, and still call themselves that with pride. (I still stand by those that use other terms for whatever reason, I stand by all magic users, but I hope you can see my point on this one.) I will keep fighting for the word that has no rightful owner, and for the people who want to call themselves it, regardless of its stereotype. 

If that is something you can’t accept, well, what you do next is on you. Because I know where I stand on this, and I’m not going anywhere.

That Dreamer from Kentucky

Loosing one of these guys is something that always left us a little numb from the pain, something we all fear but somehow something to which we do not think of while we are mesmerized by their enormous display of skills on two wheels. Loosing Nicky, though, it’s something else… At least for me.

There is not a living soul in the enormity of the Motorsport paddocks around the World that doesn’t have anything great to say about the 2006 World Champion, whether it was about his success or simply about the man himself. 

To me though, Nicky was much more than that. It all started with him. As long as I can remember my Dad has been found on motorbike racing his whole life. Even though his kid’s dream of being a mechanic in there never happened, he still never missed a race on Sunday. I remember myself as a teenager always asking “why do we have to watch this at lunch on Sunday?”, his answer being “because I love it”. One Sunday, though, I must have been in an incredibly good mood because I sat on the sofa and watched a race from start to finish for the first time. It was Laguna and it was 2005. As the race was going on I told my dad “I have no idea if that Hayden guy really is good, but it takes some balls to be running proudly around with such a number! (ah, the teenage years..). If he wins that I think I’m gonna like him!”. Not only did I found myself enjoying the show, cheering for that total stranger, but it was the very moment I fell in love with racing and made Nicky that one person I was looking forward to see again every Sunday. I haven’t missed a race or stop cheering for him ever since. 

The deal with that Kentucky Kid is that without even knowing it, he gave me the chance to be passionate about something that I could finally share with my Dad and for this I’ll be forever grateful. Races on Sundays are now mandatory at home and something done in family: one for Rossi, one for Pedrosa, and myself for Our Nick later joined by Our Casey & Jorge. 

Nicky Hayden success speaks for itself really and made him probably one of the very best stories in our sport: the guy who started it all before walking in his parents’ backyard and who dreamt so Big he reached the biggest of his dream in 2006 after a season which could have been written by Hollywood against none other Rossi in his very prime. Not much of them can be proud of saying that.

Hayden’s success wasn’t only on track though. His genuinely adorable soul, famous smile, wonderful family that we all learn to know and love and work ethics have made him steal the hearts of millions of people around the World. He taught us how to work hard, to dream big and believe that good things happens to good people. That’s the beauty of Nicky Hayden’s legacy: he was that great example who want to show to your kids both on and off track. Perfection does not exist but Nicky was pretty damn close to it. 

It is with broken hearts all around the Motorsport that we have to say our final Goodbye to the Kentucky Kid, our prayers and love going to his parents, Earl and Rose, his amazing Brothers & Sisters, all of his family, his Fiancée and to each and everyone Nicky ever loved. May they feel a little bit better knowing he has touched so many people due to his kindness.

Now that I think of it, it’s kind of weird. Never in my life have I imagined Nicky being old or doing something else than racing… I guess it was all written from the start, that one had to be a kid from KY forever. 

Make sure to not let Nicky being one of these people we remember once in while, think, talk and share about him as much as you can, that is the way for Legends to never die. Thanks for the memories Tricky, you were one of a kind and you will be deeply miss. The Champion of Our Hearts.

Last night when I read about everything it was kind of surreal I guess. This morning I woke up and it was like everything sunk in. I read the most updated article and cried. I cried for the people who died but I also cried for the people my age or younger that don’t get to finish the life they deserved. 

 There are a lot of people in this world I have a problem with but on days like this it makes me realize we’re not all that different. And thank God things like this bring us to tears because we’re human and value human life. I just want to fix it and I can’t and I know there are so many people who feel that way. 

I hope everyone remembers that these people who do these kinds of things are extremist and don’t label an entire religion or culture. And for that I’m sorry for anyone who is blamed for this when they were not involved and their personal beliefs had nothing to do with this. 

I don’t even know how to finish this.

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                                                  L I S T E N 

perfect. ed sheeran // darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all i own.
all of me. john legend // give your all to me, i’ll give my all to you.
make you mine. us the duo // this is the part where we say ‘i do’.
nothing without love. nate reuss // i don’t want to lose this one, she make me feel whole.
cant help falling in love. pentatonix // would it be sin if i can’t help falling in love with you?
did i say that outloud? barenaked ladies // nobody has ever kissed as well as you do.
say you won’t let go. james arthur // i knew i loved you then, but you’d never know.
i choose you. sara bareilles // tell the world that we finally got it all right, i choose you.
sugar, you. oh honey // sugar, don’t you change a thing, you’re already everything i want.
halo. beyonce // remember those walls i built? well baby, they’re tumbling down.

For years I wallowed in self doubt, self pity, self mutilation. I didn’t cut myself or hurt myself overtly. My method was to eat myself to death. I’d given up all hopes for a decent life. My wife didn’t love me but why should she? I didn’t have real friendships but who would want to be my friend anyway? I shut myself off from the world because I was no good to them anyway. I immersed myself in distractions to avoid my life defining belief:

I hated myself.

I’ve learned through this journey that I’m not alone. Those who I’ve coached or meet at events I’ve spoken at have shared their fears and pains and they are so familiar. So many of us, obese or not have such destructive self talk that we spend half our days on the verge of melting down.

It doesn’t have to be this way.

If you found out your best friend or mother was in an abusive relationship, what would you do? Chances are, you’d go over there and help her pack and get away from the dirtbag as soon as humanly possible. You wouldn’t support her and encourage her to “tough it out”. Why not? Because she is in danger and needs to get out right away.

It’s funny how we would never allow a loved one to suffer the kind of pain we would inflict upon ourselves without hesitation.

Are you in an abusive relationship right now with yourself? Would you speak about someone the same way you speak about yourself? For years, I was both the abuser and the abused of myself. Now here’s the good news: you can stop it today. Right now.

Blaise Pascal once said: “To understand is to forgive.”

It’s time to move forward. It’s time to believe. You aren’t perfect but you’re not your mistakes. Do and be and before you know it, you will become.

You may fall short of perfection but with self love and Pascal’s understanding, you will find in your perfection the start of a self-love affair that never has to end.

Don’t you deserve to be loved that way?

Let me say these words (before the world burns)

Read also on: AO3 , FF

Rating: T

Pairing: Bellamy/Clarke (The 100)

Title: Based on @the-ships-to-rule-them-all poetry: link

Summary: “We’ll survive this,” he said

.Her forehead wrinkled. From all his fidgeting, she reckoned he wanted to say something else entirely. When he didn’t, her stomach turned to led. The world’s end was nigh,and Bellamy could act brave all he wanted for her benefit, but she didn’t want it.

None of it changed the fact they had 10 minutes on the clock.

Something goes wrong with their plan. 4x13 Speculation (that won’t happen but hey i brought all the angst to ya. )


Clarke sat on the bed, staring down at her shoes in the half-lit office inside Becca’s lab. Bellamy saw her through the glass walls from afar , understanding full well what prompted such reaction. He approached the room and opened its door, strolling towards her until she looked up. When she did, her eyes were wide and glossy and her chin quivered.

For an instant, he just stopped in front of her, letting his hands drop to his sides as he waited.

“We won’t be able to make it,” She croaked, grimacing at the admission.

He sighed, then lifted up his eyebrows. “We don’t know that.”

She tightened her lips. “There are many things wrong with our plan, things we don’t know if will go wrong. But this one we do.”

He took one step closer, a sharp crease appearing between his eyebrows, “Raven says we have a 30% chance of openning the hatch remotely”

Clarke shook her head and looked away . She propped her elbows on her knees, then stood up. The young woman walked toward the glass walls, peeping down at the lab as she gulped. “And if we’re the other 70%? And the rocket is stuck down here because we couldn’t get it open?” she muttered

“Then we die.”

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anonymous asked:

I just want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for acknowledging the attack in Manchester, I've barely seen any other kpop blogs talking about it and it makes me so sad. I'm from England and I feel as if the kpop community on tumblr just doesn't care about us at the minute. So really thank you so much, we need to stand together and send our support and love to the people effected x

Yes we need to stand together at good but also bad times. We need to show the world that ARMYs are great and supportive of other fandoms. Especially that some of us were there too. And the tragedy happened in a concert … now we need to work harder to protect the boys. 

Thanks for your ask. Praying for Manchester xx

anonymous asked:

please don't use the world triggered to mean upset/pissed off as it delegitimises mentally and chronically ill people who experience genuine severe triggers. thank you!

sorry but i can’t do that. you’re taking this to another type of level that shouldn’t be reached. it’s really not that deep, people use it everyday and (majority of the time) it’s not to make fun of mentally and chronically ill people. it’s a meme. when people say the word, we don’t think about what you’re thinking about we just say it. it’s really affecting you?

So 7x14 happened. It did. And at that moment, as a fandom, we felt like we were personally shot by the events that occurred in that episode and thought, “Wow…..How in the world can I ship Emison now when Emily is going to be forced with Alison when she wants Paige????

But two weeks have came and went, we’ve walked the valleys of green grasses, felt the wind in our hair, stayed away from the toxic fumes of PLL, and all came to our sense and said, “This is how Emily operates. She feels like Alison is unavailable so she runs to Paige as a rebound. She’s only showing sudden interest because she wants Paige in her back pocket since things with Ali aren’t looking well.” 

While Emily’s wild habit of needing to hop from one girl to the other whenever she gets one inch of feels without taking time to think (IE: Sabrina to Alison to Paige within episodes of each other), that’s a whole ‘nother conversation. The real deal here is that our assumptions towards Emily’s reasoning for her actions is merely just a theory and will continue to be on until 7x15 airs.

But……I just wanna say this……..Paige is obviously leaving this episode but it’s how she leaves that’s going to make or break this whole thing for me, personally. If Emily cries or has any expression of regret that she has to let Paige go AKA making her seem trapped with Alison because of this baby -ESPECIALLY when this is supposed to be a big episode for Emison- they’ve officially ruined everything for me going forward until the series ends. It doesn’t matter how many Emison scenes we get, how much they try to make them cute, the fact is if they make Paige seem like “the one who got away” THEN move on to make Emison happen, the rotten taste in my mouth will make me bitter forever

anonymous asked:

I was sad about the attack but now I am angry. I too had friends there and I feel guilty that I was relieved that they were ok?? There are 22 families out there who don't get the same relief I did and that's bullshit. We keep being calm and carrying on and yet these bastards just keep attacking us and killing our children. And the government retaliates by killing their children??? What kind of fucked up world is it.

I’m fuming too honestly. And I’m glad I’m fuming, because they want us scared but I’m not scared, I’m just angry as fuck.

What’s fucked up is that a lot of the time, the attacks in Europe are committed by people born and raised here that become radicalised. And then after, we retaliate by attacking the countries the people radicalising them are from. And then it continues in this tragic cycle of innocent people being killed.

Wild idea, but maybe we target the people getting radicalised and the places it’s happening. Maybe we look into the college and university system that’s not doing enough to hinder this. Maybe we question and look into how social media is allowing for educated people to be talked into leaving their families in the UK to marry men twice their age in Syria. Maybe instead of violence - which clearly isn’t fucking working - we try a different approach. Maybe instead of just cutting off one head and waiting for two more to take it’s place, we target the reason so many heads are able to take their place.

anonymous asked:

but by escalating the situation, we would be giving the terrorists what they want, it would turn into a war (maybe a world war) where a lot more innocent people could be murdered. Something needs to be done but i sometimes feel like the situation is pretty hopeless.

We have to stop trying to be so nice and tolerant out of fear that by doing anything less will turn our moderate Muslims into terrorists and it’ll be our fault when they come and blow us up - even though terrorism is supposed to have nothing to do with Muslims or Islam 0_0 While peace and love and prayers are vital after an attack, it isn’t going to stop terrorism, it has no effect on terrorism whatsoever, it only makes us weaker and more vulnerable. Do we want to stop terrorism or is the plan to just tell terrorists to try harder next time? I’m by no means saying we should act out in violence, what I’m saying is changes HAVE to be made, no longer can we just sit back and say “thanks, can we have another one?” every time we get massacred. 

We have to stop hiding and defending the ideology behind these attacks. We have to stop seeing terrorism as an inevitability and something we just have to live with (as Obama and Khan have assured us.) It should be something that we unite to fight against, not something that unites us for a couple of days, make some excuses and facebook posts and then move onto the next attack. How could anyone ever find it inspiring or empowering when they say we will carry on with life and make no changes to preventing more children from being slaughtered? How is being the most tolerant and welcoming region on Earth working out for us? What other region on Earth would tolerate this shit for even a second? Japan refuses almost all Islamic refugee applications and they monitor and watch every mosque closely. I’m not saying we should do exactly that as I support controlled and legal immigration and it’s not a case of blaming all Muslims but at least they have the balls to acknowledge a very real threat and attempt to lower the risk of terrorism in Japan at all costs, they give no fucks if they get called Islamophobic for it because they actually value the lives of their people more than the feelings of others. 

There’s so much we can be doing that doesn’t involve violence. We have to lose the stigma of being called a racist or Islamophobe for simply wanting to prevent terrorism. It’s preventing us from reporting suspicious activity and reporting radicalization. Police, workers, teachers, students have all admitted that they’re scared to report suspicious activity and signs of radicalization over fears of being labelled a racist. We have to stop sympathizing with anti-Western ideology and believing that because some of our leaders have done bad things in the past that it’s now “understandable” that they’re blowing us up. We have to stop denying the link between belief and behavior. We have to stop turning a blind eye to the radicalization going on within mosques, local Islamic organizations and online. We have to tighten our policing and investigation policies, immigration polices, our surveillance on people who are known to police, the media have to start being honest, the police have to start being honest, we have to provide greater education when it comes to reporting suspicious activity and banishing the stigma and fear of reporting and being able to talk openly and honestly. The only way our situation stays hopeless is if we allow it to stay hopeless. 

anonymous asked:

While I don’t find myself called to spells or crystals as forms of worship, the nature aspects of Wicca really speak to as a way of glorifying God and imbibing in the beautiful world we live in. Do you know of any good resources for people like me who want to explore the Wiccan understanding of nature through the lens of Abrahamaic religion (basically, where would I find good information as someone looking to incorporate nature elements of Wicca into their worship of God)?

I have something perfect for you.

https://www.amazon.com/Water-Wind-Earth-Fire-Christian/dp/1933495227

It goes through each element and explains how God has used each in scripture. At the end of each chapter it gives you ideas on how to go about using the elements in your practice :)