when oceans rise

A wave is ocean, and when it rises up, it is given the name “wave.” When it is given this name, it is like it has an independent existence. It seems to roll along the surface, which is all water—water flowing in water—and this we call a life. Then it subsides and this is called death. Nothing happened to the water. It is just a spontaneous movement, but because of the name and the form, it appears as a separate existence. All the while it is only the play of water rising, flowing, subsiding—no story. Mind makes the story by creating an illusory identity. In true understanding, it is all one. When the identity rises up, we call it life. When it subsides, we call it death. But really, if you look from the perspective of the pure Self, there is no such thing as an autonomous, independent existence. All actions are the actions of the ocean.
—  Mooji

Behold: A wild Grey Warden and his Kadan appears!

Wanted to quickly sketch my Warden Meraad Amell, and his Kadan, Sten!Arishok together before I head out to the lake with the family today.

These two are so in sync it hurts.

Sidenote: drew this with the new Intuos Draw Small tablet I got from @saarebitch’s watcher raffle! And I gotta say it works beautifully! 

And I will call upon Your name
And keep my eyes above the waves
When oceans rise
My soul will rest in Your embrace
For I am Yours and You are mine

Hillsong United, 

Oceans (Where Feet May Fail)

Oceans (Where Feet May Fail)

Hillsong United


You call me out upon the waters
The great unknown where feet may fail
And there I find You in the mystery
In oceans deep
My faith will stand

And I will call upon Your name
And keep my eyes above the waves
When oceans rise, my soul will rest in Your embrace
For I am Yours and You are mine

Your grace abounds in deepest waters
Your sovereign hand
Will be my guide
Where feet may fail and fear surrounds me
You’ve never failed and You won’t start now

So I will call upon Your name
And keep my eyes above the waves
When oceans rise, my soul will rest in Your embrace
For I am Yours and You are mine

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Savior

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Savior

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Savior

I will call upon Your name
Keep my eyes above the waves
My soul will rest in Your embrace
I am Yours and You are mine

A Cancer describes falling in love:

Falling in love is feeling the warm breeze envelope you. It’s feeling giddy with laughter. It’s when you have a crush on someone and for the first time in forever, for some reason, the stars align and your crush likes you back. Falling in love is springtime. It’s stepping into a bath tub when the water is just right. Fire, passion, red, all emotions described in books, but instead love is blue and purple in all the right places. Love is soft, like a puppy’s fur. Love is calm and serene. Love is when the ocean rises and tickles your toes. Falling in love happens slowly and unexpectedly. You are in love before you ever noticed it started. Love is watching a baby play peek-a-boo. It’s a feeling of accomplishment when beating your high score. Love is tender and if you listen carefully, you can hear it’s heart beating. 

@wxteriism — 💜  for a starter

As he came to, he found he was hardly surprised by the feel of dried blood upon his brow. Long, elegant fingers probed at the head wound before he withdrew his fingers to see the wound still sluggishly bled. 

Sighing, the prince undid the harness. He knew the ship was beyond salvaging at this point, so with a quick thrust of his sword against the ship’s cockpit, he shielded his face from the ship’s specialised glass before climbing out, his gaze flickering immediately to the downed Blue Lion several hundred yards away. 

Ah. So it seems even a Paladin CAN be gunned down from the sky, he mused as he jumped down and landed on the ground, a soft grunt escaping his lips. Standing up and sword held loosely in hand, he made his way towards the felled Lion. 

An itemized list of things I love about You’ll Be Back
  • Otherwise known as the very important moment when I learned that someone called Jonathan Groff exists, and that he is candy floss personified.
  • I love playing this song for people without explaining the context, because I get to watch them enjoy it, and then I get to watch them become extremely confused. 
  • The industrial-strength rolling of Rs during “Rrrrremember we made an arrrrrrrangment when you went away.”
  • Oceans rise. Empires FALL!
  • “Eh-nd when poosh, cahms to shahve, I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love!”
  • “You’ll be the one complaining when ahhh am gooooooone.”
  • “And NO, don’t change the subject!”
  • And listen, I know it’s a creepy pseudo-love song, but if Groff told me that I was his favourite subject and that he would love me till his dying days, I would probably be back.
  • “For e-vahr and e-vahr and e-vaaaaaaaaahr …. ”
  • “EH-VRY BODY!” ヽ(๏∀๏ )ノ
When Oceans Rise

Requested by Anonymous: Can you just write something sad? Like, I love crying; make me hate you.

You wanted sad. Here’s sad:

When Oceans Rise

You were nervous; pacing the floor of your living room and chewing on your thumbnail. You stared once again at the white and grey plastic in your hands and smiled before shoving it back in your pocket. “This will be good.” You say for the fifth time, then go back to your pacing.

After another 20 minutes or so, Daryl finally came home. “Hi, love.” You say, smiling and going to wrap your arms around his midsection.

“Hi.” He says back, clearly exhausted from his watch shift. “What are you still doing up? It’s 2AM.”

“I’ve been waiting to talk to you about something.” You say, pulling him over to the couch to sit down.

“Why didn’t we talk before I left for my shift?”

“I didn’t need to then. We need to now, though.”

“What’s wrong?” He looked concerned.

“Nothing’s wrong.” You reached into your back pocket and pulled the piece of plastic back out. “Here.” You grinned, pressing it into his hand.

Daryl stared at it for a moment before saying, “What is it?”

You laughed. “It’s a pregnancy test, Daryl. I’m pregnant!” You continued to laugh and smile, excited to start the next chapter of your life with your boyfriend.

“You’re pregnant?” He says, looking more upset than anything else.

“Uh, yeah, I am. Probably two or three months now, actually.” Your smile was wavering. “Is everything OK?”

Daryl didn’t answer, just kind of shrugged, then stood back up and moved for the front door. “Where are you going?” You ask, getting up and reaching out for his arm.

“I’m going out.” He says, picking his gun back up and opening the front door. “I need to think.”

“What’s wrong?” You say, suddenly terrified. “Aren’t you happy?”

Daryl isn’t looking at you; he’s staring out across the front porch and towards the moonlit street. “I… don’t know.” He says quietly.

“I love you.” You say. It was the first time either of you had said it.

Daryl nods slowly before leaving and shutting the door behind him.


You stayed up all night waiting for Daryl to return, but he didn’t come home that night. By the time 10AM rolled around, you were resigned that he wasn’t coming home that morning, either. Tired, scared, and a little nauseous, you put your clothes on and ventured outside for the day.

“Hey Mags,” You say as you approach the front guard tower where Maggie and Sasha were trading places for watch. “Has Daryl come back yet? Did you let him in this morning?”

Maggie frowns. “No, he didn’t. When did he leave?”

“Around 2AM.” You say.

Seeing the dark circles under your eyes and the look on your face, Maggie puts a hand on your shoulder and says, “Are you OK? Did something happen?”

It was then that you started crying. “I’m so stressed out, Maggie.” You say and she pulls you into a hug. “I’m pregnant.” You admit.

“That’s great!” She says. “Isn’t it?”

“I thought so, yeah. But when I told Daryl last night, he just left. I asked him if he was happy, and he told me he didn’t know. And then he just left.” Maggie held you as you cried.

“It’ll be OK.” She said. “He’ll come back. He just needs to think.” She suggested.

“I’m just so afraid that—“

You were interrupted by Sasha calling down from the guard tower, “Maggie, go get Rick! We’ve got company!”

You gave Maggie a worried look before she ran off in the direction of the Grimes’s house and you began to scale the ladder to the guard tower. When you reached Sasha’s side, you gasped.

Beyond the wall was a group of about 50 people marching towards Alexandria, and when you turned to run home and get your gun, you were practically knocked off the tower by the front gate exploding.


Daryl was sitting in a tree about twenty miles from Alexandria, sharpening a stick with his knife. He’d hiked out this far in the middle of the night, arriving at a large tree with expansive branches around sunrise. Then, he scaled up to his current perch about halfway up the tree and began to think.

Y/N was pregnant, and for some reason, he wasn’t ecstatic. He’d always wanted to be a dad, but now that it was happening, he just felt sick.

“You’re a pussy.” Daryl looked over and saw Merle sitting on the branch next to him. This wasn’t uncommon since his brother had passed away; Daryl was often visited by apparitions of Merle when he was trying to make a decision.

“Go away.” Daryl said, “I don’t want to talk to you.”

“What are you scared of, Darlena?” Merle says, rolling his eyes. “A few dirty diapers? Your old lady?”

“I said go away.” Daryl mutters, continuing to sharpen his stick.

“What are you afraid of?” Daryl looks to his left and sees Beth sitting on the tiny branch, her legs dangling from the tree and swinging carelessly. “You can tell me, Daryl, I’m your friend.” She points out.

“I ain’t scared of nothin.” Daryl says, unappreciative of his mind ganging up on him like this.

“We both know that’s a lie.” Merle huffs.

“Be kind, Merle.” Beth scolds, then says, “But it’s true. You’re scared of something. Otherwise you’d be at home right now, enjoying your day off with your girlfriend.”

Daryl huffs and tries to ignore the two of them, focusing on turning the stick into a bear figurine. Finally, when it looked like the apparitions weren’t going away anytime soon, he says, “I’m scared of a lot of stuff, OK? What if Y/N ends up like Lori? Or what if they both die? Or what if…” His face flushed and he dropped his voice. “What if I end up like my dad?”

Merle was quiet for once, just watching Daryl. Beth reached out, though, and placed her hand on his cheek. “Oh Daryl…” She said, sadly. “You won’t.”

“You don’t know that.” Daryl’s whittling was more aggressive now, and he accidentally sliced the head off of the bear. “Dammit.” He mumbles.

“Dad was a dick.” Merle says, staring off into the forest. Daryl huffs in agreement. “But you’re not.” Daryl looked over at him. “You’re better than that. You’ll love the shit out of that kid.” Merle shrugs. “Cause, you know, you’re sensitive and shit.”

Daryl frowns. “You’re just saying what I want to hear because you aint’ real.”

Beth starts to laugh. “Of course we’re just saying what you want to hear!” Daryl frowns at her. “But it’s only because you already know it’s true.”

“What if it all goes south? And we lose Alexandria? I can’t lose my family like that.” Daryl shakes his head.

“So, you’re going to lose your family by running away?” Merle accuses. “Because THAT would make you an even bigger pussy.”

“I ain’t runnin.” Daryl says angrily. “I just needed to think.”

Beth gives him that sad, knowing look that he always hated. “Go home, Daryl.”

Daryl presses the heels of his hands into his eyes and sighs loudly. “Alright.” When he looks back up, the ghosts are gone.


Daryl was getting closer to Alexandria, picking through the last mile of woods, when he heard the shots and saw the smoke. Something was wrong.

He began to run.

When he came into view of the front gate, he pushed himself to run even harder. Fires were blazing in a few of the homes, and the streets were filled with gunfire and bodies. Pulling the gun off of his back, Daryl ran past the destroyed gate and into the streets of the community, firing on anyone he didn’t recognize.

He ran up the main street, turning sharply onto the road that lead to his house, and running nearly smack into Rick. The other man was struggling with one of the strangers and Daryl didn’t hesitate to put a bullet in the man’s skull.

“Thanks.” Rick said, picking his gun back up.

“What’s happening?” Daryl asks.

“We’re under attack.” Rick says. “We’re winning, though.”

“Where’s Y/N?” Daryl says and Rick shakes his head.

Daryl follows Rick as they make their way through the community, clearing out the invaders one-by-one. After an hour of fighting, the gunshots had died down, and the remaining members of the opposing group were being chased out of the community. People then ran in all directions to put out the fires and close the hole made by the incinerated gate.

“Maggie!” Daryl yelled, grabbing the woman by the arm as she ran past. “Where’s Y/N?”

“I don’t know.” Maggie says, shaking her head. “I need to find Glenn, though.” She says, before pulling gently out of his grip and running off to find her husband.

Daryl started running again, calling out loudly for his girlfriend and asking everyone if they knew where you were. Finally, he turned up the street near your house once more. “Y/N!” He yelled.

“Daryl!” The call came back, and Daryl turned to see Denise trying to flag him down. She was kneeling in the grass of a nearby lawn, attending to someone who was lying next to her. “Get over here!” Denise yelled.

Daryl jogged over, but stopped suddenly a few feet away.


You were lying in a large pool of blood, blinking back tears and gripping Denise’s arms tightly. “Denise, it hurts.” You say, though you’re sure she knows that.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I—“

“Y/N!” You turned your head and saw Daryl running through the street next to you, calling out your name.

“Daryl!” Denise flagged him down. “Get over here!”

Daryl began to jog over, but stopped sharply when he saw your face. You watched, helpless, as the color left his face and he slowly walked over to you, sinking down into the bloody grass at your side. “Y/N.” He said quietly, taking his jacket off and using it to apply pressure on the gash across your stomach. You winced and whimpered in pain. “Can you do anything?” He asks Denise, but she only shakes her head.

“I’m sorry.” Just then, Tara called out to Denise, saying she was needed in the infirmary. “I’m so sorry, Y/N.” She says, then squeezes your hand before standing up and running off in the direction of the infirmary.

“Daryl?” You say once you’re alone. “Are you mad at me?”

Daryl began blinking back tears, and his words were choked at he said, “No, no, I’m not!” He put his head in his hands, smearing your blood across his face. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I did this.”

You reach up weakly and put a hand on his knee. You were crying now, too. “I love you.”

Daryl looked up, tears carving rivers through your blood on his cheeks. “I… I love you, too.” He says. “And I should’ve told you sooner. And I shouldn’t have left you last night. I should’ve been here to protect you and… and our baby.”

It was harder to keep your eyes open now, and suddenly, you felt very warm. “It’s not… your fault.” You say slowly. “I love you.” You whisper again before closing your eyes and sinking deeper into the warm feeling. Daryl is saying something, but you can’t understand it anymore. “It’s OK.” You say softly. “I can see our friends.” You mumble. “They’re waiting for me.”


“They’re waiting for me.” Y/N whispers, then relaxes and her labored breathing slows to a stop.

“Y/N?” Daryl asks, pulling her lifeless body into his arms and shaking with fear. “Y/N, please don’t go!” He balls the back of her shirt into his fists as he starts to sob freely now. “Please! It’s my fault! I’m sorry!”

Daryl felt empty, and yet too big for his body at the same time. His chest hurt and he couldn’t seem to cry out loud enough to release the pressure building up inside of him. He felt like he was going to pass out. But instead, he just held her and cried.

“Daryl?” Beth’s voice sounded out right in front of him.

“Not now!” Daryl raged, not looking up; clutching Y/N tighter to his chest and refusing to be torn from his grief. Eventually, he calmed down enough to breathe again.

It was quiet and still for a moment before Beth said, even quieter, “Daryl.”

Finally, he looked up and his vision clouded over once more with tears.

Sitting cross-legged in the grass in front of him, in between Merle and Beth, sat Y/N. She was smiling kindly at him, a baby boy clutched tightly to her chest.


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The ocean does not forget that it is a wave,
but the wave forgets that it is an ocean.
This is “why” there is manifestation;
for sake of play this forgetfulness arises.
The world is only for celebration.
Manifestation is just a cosmic drama to be enjoyed.
There is only play and it is not existent,
and continues because whatever you think so it becomes.
This manifestation was created by you
and it will be destroyed by you.
The first thought is “I.”
Then arises “my,” which is ego,
and then comes all manifestation.
Time, mind, manifestations is projected out of “I”
which is itself the projection required to manifest the play.
Undress yourself of these things and find where “I” rises from.
You are Shiva if you do not project “I,”
and your Shakti-is the projection by which to play,
Consciousness is the source of this play,
of the mind, and That is all.
The ocean cannot stay alone
and so the notion of wave is created.
When waves rise ocean loses nothing
and when waves fall ocean gains nothing.
Samsara, the illusion, maya, the play,
are the waves on the ocean of nirvana.
Waves are not separate from the ocean,
rays are not separate from the sun,
You are not separate from
—  Papaji
  • Aries:
  • Started all the naughty nights with niceness
  • Landed in a very common crisis
  • Everything's in order in a black hole
  • Everything was pretty in the past though
  • That Bloody Mary's lacking in Tabasco
  • Remember when he used to be a rascal?
  • (Arctic Monkeys - Fluorescent Adolescent)
  • Taurus:
  • The crawlers cover the floor in the red ocher corridor
  • For my second sight of people, they've more lifeblood than before
  • They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door
  • Where the needle's eye is winking, closing in on the poor
  • (Genesis - Carpet Crawlers)
  • Gemini:
  • I can imagine the moment
  • Breaking out through the silence
  • All the things that we both might say
  • And the heart it will not be denied
  • Till we're both on the same damn side
  • All the barriers blown away
  • (Peter Gabriel - Come talk to me)
  • Cancer:
  • And I love the thought of coming home to you
  • Even if I know we can't make it
  • I love the thought of giving hope to you
  • Just a little ray of light shining through
  • (Simply Red - Fairground)
  • Leo:
  • I'm gonna invite you to try my machines
  • Programme an offer you just can't refuse
  • I'm gonna invite you to share all my dreams
  • You've got nothing to lose
  • Recycle your thoughts
  • I'll rewire your mind
  • I'll punch in some new points of view
  • To make sure you find
  • You've got nothing to lose
  • You don't need nobody else but me...
  • (Roger Taylor - Future Management)
  • Virgo:
  • There must be some misunderstanding
  • There must be some kind of mistake
  • I waited in the rain for hours
  • And you were late
  • Now it's not like me to say the right thing
  • But you could've called to let me know
  • I checked your number twice, don't understand it
  • So I went home
  • (Genesis - Misunderstanding)
  • Libra:
  • Your grace abounds in deepest waters
  • Your sovereign hand
  • Will be my guide
  • Where feet may fail and fear surrounds me
  • You've never failed and You won't start now
  • So I will call upon Your name
  • And keep my eyes above the waves
  • When oceans rise
  • My soul will rest in Your embrace
  • For I am Yours and You are mine
  • (Hillsong United - Oceans)
  • Scorpio:
  • Sheets of double glazing help to keep outside the night
  • Only foreign city sirens can cut through
  • Nylon sheets and blankets help to minimize the cold
  • But they can't keep out the chilling sounds
  • Will the nightmare soon give way to dreaming
  • That she is here with me?
  • (Genesis - Domino)
  • Sagittarius:
  • Gather round the bar let's have a race
  • I want to see how much beer I can pour into my face
  • Bottoms up down it goes, sending bubbles up my nose
  • Pick me up and lay me somewhere safe
  • Don't stand me up I'll fall, lean me up against the wall
  • Never touch the demon drink again
  • All I'll touch is tea
  • Alcohol's destroying me.
  • (John Entwistle - Big Chicken)
  • Capricorn:
  • I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
  • I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
  • I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
  • And the straw boss said "Well, a-bless my soul"
  • You load sixteen tons, what do you get
  • Another day older and deeper in debt
  • Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
  • I owe my soul to the company store
  • (Tennessee Ernie Ford - Sixteen Tons)
  • Aquarius:
  • When the night shows
  • the signals grow on radios
  • All the strange things
  • they come and go, as early warnings
  • Stranded starfish have no place to hide
  • still waiting for the swollen Easter tide
  • There's no point in direction we cannot
  • even choose a side.
  • I took the old track
  • the hollow shoulder, across the waters
  • On the tall cliffs
  • they were getting older, sons and daughters
  • The jaded underworld was riding high
  • Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky
  • and as the nail sunk in the cloud, the rain
  • was warm and soaked the crowd.
  • (Peter Gabriel - Here Comes The Flood)
  • Pisces:
  • Early in the morning
  • The sun was up and the sky was very blue
  • Without a warning
  • As I looked out, my thoughts returned to you.
  • A noise in the city made the children run
  • And hide themselves away
  • And thunder boomed and lightning filled the sky.
  • Looking from this window
  • A thousand rivers running past my door
  • Standing on an island
  • Looking for someone upon the shore
  • I cane see it very clearly, nothing's really changed
  • Then lightning strikes across an empty sky.
  • (ELO - The Rain Is Falling)