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#KINDNESS SOWN AMONG THE MEEK IS HARVESTED IN CRISIS!!!
dnangelic Β· 5 months
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anytime i think about panelset i cry btw
#*ο½₯゚⊰ πŽπ”π“ πŽπ… 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒. ⊱ ✦ β€Ί OUT.#UUUU TOWA UUUU ARGENTINE#THEY'RE SO RESPECTFUL THEY'RE SO GRATEFUL TO HIM.#TO DARK. TO THE FIGUREHEAD. TO THEIR LUCIFER. THE EXALTED. NOBLE HALF OF THE KOKUYOKU#GUY WHO'S BEEN ALONE AND IN EXCRUCIATING PAIN FOR 2000 YEARS STILL DESPERATELY TRYING TO DO SOMETHING RIGHT FOR THE OTHER ARTWORKS#NO MATTER WHAT IT TOOK!!! TRYING TO MAKE UP FOR HIS OWN CREATION AND EXISTENCE!!#clinging to love and meaning no matter his own inherent lack of feeling!!!! doing what he wants n what feels RIGHT#even as krad tells him over and over he could just ignore it all and get away without blame or responsibility!!!#'just let [everyone] die' how could he possibly do that???? how could he possibly?? when manisumea helped him then was destroyed for it??#the instant he fell into betrayal against the hikari- fury and sorrow and his own tearful sense of betrayal too!!!#it's just the way i knoOOOW dark wished he could refuse it. esp since they've broken at this point#or the way he's just absolutely not used to it. the slightest kindness. anyone's /gratefulness/#rather than ignorant admiration or criminal cursing like the rest of azumano's populace#all these arts never even once being told they were important by anybody. except the niwa family#dark who always has so many troubles -saying- it and practically never does. but works the hardest#flings himself immediately and consistently into the most danger for anyone and anything he wants to protect#KINDNESS SOWN AMONG THE MEEK IS HARVESTED IN CRISIS!!!#power of love and friendship wins and explodes the enemy. GOD BLESS#the completed kokuyoku too always makes me think of the phrase 'love laying sorrow/hatred to rest'#it's heartbreaking for daisuke but for dark it's his penultimate moment. it really is#there's SO MUCH GOING ONNNNN UAAAAAA -goes to bed-#if i think about how in the published volumes dark actually starts cracking and breaking I'LL CRY.......... NOT MY HOT TOPIC EMO#HES MY BEST FRIEND </3#reference.
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mcrtals Β· 2 years
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In [fairy tales], power is rarely the right tool for survival anyway. Rather the powerless thrive on alliances, often in the form of reciprocated acts of kindness--from beehives that were not raided, birds that were not killed but set free or fed, old women who were saluted with respect. Kindness sown among the meek is harvested in a crisis.
The Faraway Nearby by Rebecca Solnit
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fairytale-idylls Β· 4 years
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Kindness Sown
In fairytales, power is rarely the right tool for survival. Rather the powerless thrive on alliances, often in the form of reciprocated acts of kindness ― from beehives that were not raided, birds that were not killed but set free or fed, old women who were saluted with respect. Kindness sown among the meek is harvested in crisis. ― Rebecca Solnit.
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azspot Β· 3 years
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In [fairy tales], power is rarely the right tool for survival anyway. Rather the powerless thrive on alliances, often in the form of reciprocated acts of kindness... Kindness sown among the meek is harvested in a crisis.
Rebecca Solnit
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harrypotterhousequotes Β· 6 years
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HUFFLEPUFF: β€œIn [fairy tales], power is rarely the right tool for survival anyway. Rather the powerless thrive on alliances, often in the form of reciprocated acts of kindness β€”from beehives that were not raided, birds that were not killed but set free or fed, old women who were saluted with respect. Kindness sown among the meek is harvested in crisis.” –Rebecca Solnit (The Faraway Nearby)
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last-hope-ns Β· 5 years
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In [fairy tales], power is rarely the right tool for survival anyway. Rather the powerless thrive on alliances, often in the form of reciprocated acts of kindness - from beehives that were not raided, birds that were not killed but set free or fed, old women who were saluted with respect. Kindness sown among the meek is harvested in crisis.
Rebecca Solnit, The Faraway Nearby
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