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blrrblog · 2 months
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Oh, you foolish child
Who said you haven’t found love?
Who said you don’t have it already?
Just look around,
Look at those in your life.
You are so full of love,
As is what surrounds you.
For love has never left your side.
Chloe Rosario, 2024
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driftair · 26 days
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https://rumble.com/v4lvi1b-title-exploring-extra-terrestrial-life-through-the-lens-of-nonduality.html
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lovehina019 · 5 months
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cryingatships · 8 months
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Some of you haven't been to the darkest depths of ao3 and it shows
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pangeen · 16 days
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" Meeting with the Giants " // © Anaelle 🌺
Music: © D-Sleeves - Ride With Me
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astearisms · 1 year
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fionna and cake drawings before and after watching the episodes so far. it’s nostalgic and somehow cathartic and poignant and relatable and—it just started
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delving-into-life · 1 year
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2 Bashinde
Hi, Read my experiences and relate with yours. Show some love!
Recently, on my solo trip to Rishikesh, I and one of my friends (one that I made in Rishikesh itself) went to a local community in the town to inquire about their volunteering program, where a lady referred us as “do bashinde” and explained how destiny has made us go there. Both of us were really intrigued by the word Bashinde and we quickly googled it, it means Inhabitants i.e. one who can…
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faeriekit · 2 months
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I think Alfred needs his own prompt 👻(dp x dc)
Alfred had died.
(It was a bit of a waste of time— he'd been scheduled to get the boys to and from their suit fitting at this time. Now here he was; languishing. Murdered. Sulking, even.)
(How frivolous.)
As a busy man with children (an adult child) to care for, a house to maintain, and a budget to supervise, Alfred's main goal was to return to Earth, obviously. If he left Master Bruce in charge of the dusting, the man would absolutely let the unused parts of the house go into disrepair. Too impatient, his ex-ward was.
The only problem was that in this green, nebulous, and gravity-free afterlife, there seemed to be only one way out— navigating through the individual worlds that the denizens of this world have molded around themselves, until he finds a being willing to grant his wish to return.
Alfred sighed, checked for the pistol at his hip and the rifle on his back, and marched straight upwards. Or. Well. Downwards. Actually... Never mind.
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thatsbelievable · 9 months
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unsurebazookacore · 3 months
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that one scene in s2 when Mike tackles Joyce in a hug and pulls her to safety when she’s in distress right after Bob dies never NEVER fails to make me cry
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people who hate Mike Wheeler you’re just wrong
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redysetdare · 5 months
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enough stories about how someone learns to truely be happy through love. i want a story where someone is desperately seeking out love thinking it's the only way to be happy only for them to learn by the end that happiness is what they make of it and they don't need love at all to make it.
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blrrblog · 1 year
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Choices.
Choices, choices, choices. Every second of every day, they plague our minds. Do this, do that, say this, say that. Endless possibilities. Life branching out in every direction. A never-ending chain of choices that ultimately has led you to this very moment in time, reading these very words.
But was this the only path? Could things not have turned out differently? Was every decision you made the correct one? But what about the other realities that split off into countless possibilities? What if you chose something different? A different fate could have awaited you.
It is a thought that seems to loom heavily over us. It's as if there is an alternate version of your life somewhere else that is playing out in an endless chain. A version of yourself that might have made different choices and achieved different things. Could you have accomplished more in your life? Lived it better? Made better choices? Had better memories?
You could have made infinite choices, taken any number of paths, and still wound up in the same place you take your last breath.
Life is not lived in what-ifs. There is no sense in dwelling on what could have been, the many lives we could have led. For every choice we make, another path vanishes into the ether, never to be seen again.
But despite everything, was it ever all really our choice? Or were our lives decided for us when we were but little specks, floating in the infinite expanse of the cosmos? Every action a reaction, and every reaction a consequence. Our choices only take us so far, until our eventual final day when we look back and contemplate what could have been.
But that doesn't mean our choices aren't important. We still choose whether the footsteps we place on our path are gentle or heavy. We choose who we are to the people we love, to the world around us.
Our choices may not alter our destination, but they do alter our journey. In the end, we only have one choice left to make - to look forward or to look back.
Even if our choices may not alter our destination, who is to say it is set in stone? The reality of our present offers us infinite possibilities to shape and alter, and the future, no matter how uncertain it may seem, offers us the mystery of life that we cannot experience any other way. The excitement, the joy, the love we hold in the moment we are given is precious, and even if it is fleeting, those experiences live with us forever.
What if our future is unwritten? What if our choices do alter our destiny? Will you make your choices count and write your fate?
Only you can decide. Only you can make it count.
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juniemunie · 4 months
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[Abandoned by the Lightners, his heart became cracked with hatred.]
Hitting a lil' too close to home?
#junie art post#ink sans#error sans#utmv#errorink#implied. but yea not the focus#this has been turning around in my mind for quite some time. im glad to finish it lmao idk if my ramblings make sense even.#so like listen. do you ever think about how similar the function of the utmv is to the dark worlds in deltarune.#in a meta narrative to fandom sense? idk the word#we are making exaggerated expanded worlds of the ordinary tools and entertainment of the real world and make it into something more#isnt that very very interesting?#and we explore every sort of possibility in that creation. both good and bad#and when all is said and done. every possibility found and the entertainment and secrets has all run out#we put it away. abandon and leave it behind#what is left? what happens to the world and characters we have created? can it sustain without us?#what of the ones left in the dark?#idk if yall saw me a few months ago but i reblogged comyet's old post of ink begging us not to leave him alone and to keep creating#yea that never left me#and seeing exactly THAT SCENARIO in deltarune made my brain iTCH#imagine an ink in King's position.... wait isnt that just underverse#mmmmmmm. darkner ink.....#also error is here too. not just for errorink or that i can't separate these two to save my life#but error is also one of the few people to be able to GET IT?? he can hear the creators too. ink cant#but hes pretty much programmed himself to avoid having a mental break down to this via reboot memory loss.#and ink has his own internal coping mechanism (hooray for short term memory loss)#these two idiots will do anything but confront truths lmfao#ahhh my favorite idiots. never change#mmmmm#deltarune
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lovehina019 · 6 months
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zhukzucraft · 3 months
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=> Martyn: Have a flashback
Your adventure started, as they often do, with some daring exploration. You gave Jimmy the good old soulmate punch test and felt nothing. And yet, it felt only natural to stick together.
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The two of you happened upon some fortuitous surface iron, which you bartered for some provisions for the road.
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The provisions ran out sooner than you expected.
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...But with your soulmates, whoever they were, seeming more than ready to eat for two, your adventure didn't have to end there.
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Unfortunately, wood isn't something that can be shared through the soulmate bond. You had to leave, pronto.
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Martyn: Phew! Was that a productive trip or-
Jimmy: Martyn I'm not healing!!
Martyn: Wha-
Jimmy: The hearts!! They're not going up!!! What if something shoots at me now??
Martyn: Damn, really? Hold on, let me get us into a boat at least
Jimmy: Oh man oh god oh man
=> End Flashback
Start Over -- Go Back
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