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blakbonnet · 7 months
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it's her world we're just living in it
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ghostoflillith · 5 months
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It is not your responsibility:
To take on someone elses healing
To process someone's trauma for them
To monitor and manage someone else's emotions
To teach people how to love
To try and get people to appreciate you
To "keep the peace"
To spend all your energy trying to keep someone happy
To try and prevent someone from cheating
To teach people how to apologize & take accountability
To try and get others to change toxic behaviors
To accept responsibility for pain you didn't cause
To try and get them to heal pain they have caused to others
To do all the emotional labor in your relationships and friendships
To accept less than you deserve
To blame yourself when people treat you poorly
To teach them emotional intelligence
To stay quiet when you are hurting
To lie and hide things for them
To protect people who wouldn't do the same for you
To help someone else grow
To teach people how to find healthy coping mechanisms that work for them
To allow yourself to be taken for granted for the sake of "love"
To believe them when they have been caught lying before
To teach people self love
To make excuses, explanations or justifications for someone else
To allow yourself to be manipulated because you want to believe them
To control other people
To awaken them
To change their beliefs about themselves and the world around them
To convince them why they should want to better themselves
To pull them out of the hole they've dug for themselves
To try to repair relationships you didn't break
To stay where you feel you no longer belong
To make yourself small to keep other's comfortable
It IS our responsibility to heal OURSELVES, and in doing so, inspiring other's to do the same.
No matter how many people have told you that you are a "healer," it is NOT your responsibility to heal those who don't want to be healed, aren't ready for it, or arent appreciative of you.
Some may never take this path, and that is their choice to make.
Protect your energy.
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minthe-drawings · 8 months
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As per gbpatch posts
if I see any of you whitewashing my babies (Theo and Oscar) I am gonna gently remind you that there are better ways to color poc-- aside from color picking that actual sprites/cg.. Or eyeballing it yourselves. I swear it is not that hard to use darker shades for characters! It can be so fun too!! Don't be afraid to even go darker!! Just please do not make them look pale af
And if that doesn't work and you don't listen. I'm blocking your ass. That is all.
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puppytoast · 3 months
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Me glancing at steam d@wntrail reviews
robert downy jr meme: They are missing the point that this is a slow journey before destination story about trying to sincerely learn about, communicate with and work with others because we all have differing perspectives and lives that could benefit one another. That we should not jump to judgements of people we only see the basic surface of because there is always a reason for people's actions. That everyone is worth saving, yeah even that one that did unforgivable shit.
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celestie0 · 3 months
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https://x.com/spookysodaz/status/1801780613998850514?s=46
(Will a twt link work this time? Who knows?)
Anyways LOOK !!!! LOOK AT THIS TALENTED LIKE MAN 🥺🫶🏽 Mr. GTA could absolutely sing this good (⁠=⁠`⁠ェ⁠´⁠=⁠)
(your choice up to who’s playing guitar) ((ily kickoff gojo but idk if he’s the type to play instruments)) (((idk tho, you wrote the boys, they’re you’re toys to mold whichever way you want :3 )))
omg how CUUUTEE i love little singing kitty 🥺💕 and yes omg kickoff gojo isn’t really the type to play instruments BUT i have decided he has started to play the guitar (bc of the scene in ch8 when they were sharing the hotel bed n reader thought his callouses were from playing the guitar n she was really excited ab it but his callouses were actually from the rockclimbing n she was a lil disappointed ✋🏼😔…yea he may or may not have picked up playing the guitar after that 😃)
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adhd-merlin · 7 months
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Ah someone else who has discovered the joys of Camelot (1967) a movie that I am completely normal about. Have you watched it? Because the delivery of the lines is everything and if you need someone to talk to about it I am, once again, completely normal about it. The scene where Lancelot and Arthur first meet?? A masterpiece in sharing a single braincell. And don't even get me started on the way Guenevere first treats Lancelot "have you jousted with humility lately". It's unapologetically at the top of my Arthuriana movie rank list and has gotten me to reread The Once and Future King
I have not watched the film yet!
I've been listening to the original cast recording on Spotify but, most importantly, I've read the book of the original Broadway production (1960 libretto) and I love it?? It's a delightful little read on its own, even without having watched the musical. (I want other people to read it please it's very funny I promise)
I guess the 1967 film script won't be identical to the libretto but I assume it's fairly similar.
The scene where Lancelot meets Arthur was hilarious it made me laugh out loud. Lancelot utter puzzlement ("Gone a-Maying, Your Majesty??"). Arthur's sudden self-consciousness.
And don't even get me started on the way Guenevere first treats Lancelot "have you jousted with humility lately"
I know!! Lancelot's grating self-righteousness coupled with his complete lack of self-awareness is so funny.
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And I loved the gradual tone shift. It starts out so silly and the tragedy sneaks up on you — I thought Guinevere and Lancelot's affair might be played for laughs with an oblivious Arthur but no, it turns out he's fully aware of what's going on and he's forced to watch it unfold because he's powerless to stop it? and he loves them both and doesn't want any harm to come to them even as they betray him??
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(He continues talking, looking from one to the other, feverishly — painfully) — Excuse me??
and King Pellinore is hilarious, he enters the scene wearing a monocle followed by a little mongrel named Horrid and talking like a character from a P. G. Wodehouse's novel. Extremely validating because when I read that chapter in Le Morte d'Arthur in which King Pellinore first makes an appearance my first question was "is he meant to be this funny?" and the answer from this script is a resounding YES.
I think I might perhaps watch the 1968 stage production first, merely because it's available for free on Youtube (at least in the UK).
I might try hunting for a free streaming link to the 1967 film, though I don't mind renting it if I can't find it.
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enigma-absolute · 1 year
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pspspsps trigun mutuals (and fandom) come get your little guy juice
fun facts: he was the result of an impromptu doodle trade between me and @spacekrakens and was directly inspired by this tumblr-delighted meme from theshitpostcalligrapher (and in fact, i tried to recreate it with plushie vash here but to little success)
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(Also I have icon commissions open on ko-fi if anyone is ever interested hee hoo)
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elisabethbabarci · 6 days
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Quotes : Mentorship Part 02
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elmacheteillustrated · 3 months
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Filthy Pigs
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brothfan1997 · 11 months
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the problem with adventure time is that i am so deadly serious about it and how good i think it is so it is difficult to have casual conversations about it without delving into my personal philosophies about the meaning of life and what we owe to each other and ourselves etc etc etc. cannot be normal
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transxfiles · 1 year
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girl i just spent ~3 hours completing a math packet of 5 questions...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
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loseir · 11 months
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how deranged you must be to defend hamas terrorists as if they are victims and not perpetrators whose sole purpose in life since infancy is to kill jews and die as martyrs.
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hebrewbyinbal · 2 years
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Hebrew word of the day that’s perfect for the new year, “Shalom”
Used as a Hello or Good Bye it’s meaning is one I hope resonates this new year.
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magitekelite · 2 years
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i just want to give ailli @asterites a quick shout-out because i adore her Always
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elisabethbabarci · 1 month
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GUARDIANS
A guardian encompasses courage, noble qualities, outstanding achievements, selflessness, and compassion. One that dedicates their time and energy to loyally stand proudly by others, without an expectation of recognition, and defines the true meaning of heroism.
During my educational years of elementary school, due to a misalignment of principles at my old school, my Mother who adopted me, decided to enrol me in a new school located within my hometown whose values represented a more realistic approach to the world. My previous school encompassed greed, selfishness, abuse, and judgement which overrode their mentality to do what was humble, just, and good for the collective.
As a child of two working parents (my Mother and Grandmother), my Mother instilled within me an entrepreneurial spirit, can do mentality, and the ability to set my mind to any task that I endured. My Grandmother being a refugee from Europe from WWII, grew up very humble, valuing and appreciating fundamental freedoms, diligent in everything she pursued as she handled every matter with love, engineer mindset as she built radiators for Long Manufacturing and dedicated her life to her family with upmost care. Within my family dynamic, there were no excuses to not succeed or prevail, and there was a constant mindset to save money, be prepared for the unexpected, respect and tolerance for others, and to give back to the community.
My Mother and Grandmother collectively decided that I needed a change in environment and enrolled me into a small elementary school which values, humble roots, and compassion. The majority of the children that enrolled in the school were themselves immigrants, who experienced struggles of their own such as poverty, divorce, abuse, and having to learn another language as they were new to the country. This school did not recognize what a social calendar was, bake sales, seasonal trips to the museum, or an assortment of new stationary to begin the new semester. Every individual was grateful for what they had, which was very little. The school however, was exceptional in their academic achievements, praising languages, science, arts, and historical studies, with remarkable teachers that not only instructed on a daily basis but were also family, friend, and a parent to students who lacked fundamental strong safe environments at home.
My previous school was very insidious, where they valued status above scholastic achievements which fostered an unhealthy environment of having the equivalent of the hunger games, children’s version. The children often preyed on those that were perceived different, “the other,” or weak. If these children did not exhibit dishonesty or cruelty, they created situations of intolerance for those that lacked nuclear families or racism against those that came from other parts of the world. As a moral judgement call, by grade 6, I wanted emancipation from the toxic environment that was not conducive to learning or safety. Their values did not honour or align with the education, principles, or treatment I received at home, and I felt it was causing a disconnection and deterioration of my personality.
At my new school, it was a fresh start. The children were well rounded, compassionate, respectful, and were fearful of authorities, but most importantly valued education and those that instructed them. This school enabled me to return to my roots of providing for others, giving back, and volunteering to help raise funds. The school lacked basic funds to support new innovation, trips to museums or science centres for cultural, historical, or innovative experience, and unfortunately lost its funding to provide nutrition for those who could not afford to have breakfast. Within time, I and a few others, partnered with the principle, teachers, parents, and school board to help foster more awareness and aid to those that needed it. Without question and discreetness, if I was aware that someone within my class did not have food, I kindly asked if it was within budget with my Mother and Grandmother to pack extra for my meals then I would place them in their desks anonymously. Giving back to others and helping them in the smallest ways provides a huge impact. Always be mindful that we never know the experiences of others. Being immersed into a multicultural school enabled me to learn about other cultures, religions, view and see that divorce was accepted or even rehabilitation from abandonment was possible. It was a secure place of no judgment as everyone had their own experiences and intricate stories of perseverance.
The story that inspired me to become a humanitarian was my Mother’s trajectory about having to grow up in poverty as a refugee in a rural community in Ontario. With very little funds after escaping the war, my Mother did not have the ability to have what every child has been accustomed to such as dolls or toys thus, she had to make due with what was available. Her first inspiration was cut out dolls with dresses which later inspired her to go to Sheridan and become a Designer. My Mother (Aunt) once she adopted me, consistently reminded me to be grateful and appreciative of what was given, to understand the value of money, to earn a living, and most importantly save. Poverty instilled within my Mother and Grandmother scarcity mindset which retained in their construct for many years. When one experiences poverty , it is a state of uncertainty which one is not able to afford or have the basic needs such as shelter, clothing or even nutritious food.
As a child of abandonment, legally till the age of eleven, I did not have the right to choose the home as the courts leave an open window and space for biological parents to return and reconsider their decisions. Not being able to formally choose legally who was to raise me, even if a biological parent signed off, or took no responsibility, there was a question presented to me about legal guardianship. A legal guardian is designed by the court once a child has been abandoned to help assist or be as a backup in case of the event that the primary caregivers (my Mother or Grandmother) were no longer able to take care of me due to unforeseen circumstances. As mentioned in my previous article “Rite of Passage,” I outline the intricate ability to recover from abandonment, and what impacts that has on a child going forward. A secondary legal guardian is one with the legal responsibility to take care of a minor in an event that there should be an emergency, or another safe environment. As a child that grew up surrounded by the LGBT community, I chose 2 sets of partners (Wayne and Hunter) and (Derek and Jacob). All of those men supported without hesitation my family, and helped lift us out of destruction.
Wayne, Hunter, Derek, and Jacob, all knew what it was like to endure discrimination, judgement, and to not feel accepted or whole within a community. Both sets of partners were together for many years, and exhibited good moral character, strong foundations, and most importantly I trusted their judgement and care. It was a decision that I was proud of, as I was always included and accepted within their lives, and they all served as Father figures for myself. It strengthened our family foundation, as there was unconditional love, and support. There was understanding, acceptance, and patience regardless of circumstances, encouragement, and most importantly offering assistance, guidance, and wisdom during difficult times.
Once I graduated from elementary school, we were told that we had to have a Father and Daughter dance. Having an absent Father for the majority of my life, I almost felt a loss of belonging for not having that experience. Wayne and Hunter immediately were notified of the situation and decided to take the collective role of Father and told me that they would both attend the dance. They proudly attended my Graduation, listened to my speech, made me feel welcomed, seen, heard, and were proud of my accomplishments and achievements. The dance represented a symbolic journey and transition, signifying my journey into life. I want every reader to be aware, family is not defined by biology, it is the time, care, consistency, and support that is present in the child’s life. I am truly appreciative and honoured that these two wonderful men decided to take this action for it taught me solidarity, loyalty, and dependability.
I honour the love, guidance, and wisdom from every individual within my life. It enabled me to break from stagnated traditions or cultural norms, to cultivate acceptance, tolerance, love, and appreciation for every situation and circumstance. The memories we embark during our childhood and teen developmental stages are a symbolic transition of the journey from innocence into enlightenment. No matter what our journey is, always acknowledge evolution, growth, support systems and how they have influenced your fundamental foundations of the world. When we leap into new stages or chapters of our life, it is significant to understand and comprehend the pivotal roles that individuals had in our development. Nostalgia evokes joy and transcendence of cherished memories. Our memories build our character and shape who we become therefore, we must always be mindful of who were are surrounded with.
The key lessons are, relationships and circumstances enriches the overall experience of our existence for we extract wisdom. We learn that within life there are no strict guidelines, that conformity is a myth, that norms are meant to be broken, that tolerance and acceptance have to be incorporated into our daily lives for it promotes love, unity, and peace. Age has no barrier for learning, we all will have magnificent individuals that will ignite our human spirit and allow us to see potential in ourselves and believe in a greater future. The sacrifices and pains of our generations before us teach us how fear creates scarcity in the mind, and with that eventually we will recognize that closing of cycles leads to bright new beginnings that light our path. That in life, just like dancing at times our movements will be abrupt, graceful, livelier, or we learn to integrate pivots, spins and twirls into our routine. There is no set standard on how to live your life, just to be the best version of yourself. Inclusivity, it taught me to encompass and encourage the diverse nature of families — celebrating all forms of love within a family. A passage from one life stage to another from the guidance of our guardians to independently progressing towards the celebration of our own lives.
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Video essays are NOT diet academia can enfoiré sur mon téléphone just chill for a sec
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