#sundaythoughts

[bondedbythoughts]

Don't become stranded on the rocks of indecision nor trapped in long drawn-out vacillations. Opportunities abound once a decision is made so do not dither nor postpone making decisions. Stop waiting for life to decide FOR you.The decisive moment is always NOW. Every decision you make impacts your destiny. Remember that it only takes ONE decision to change direction if previous choices landed you in a quagmire.Play the game of life instead of being benched by indecision.

 

not seek your identity outside of yourself as you will innerstand the glorious ‘I am.’

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[edersondeaquarian]

Sunday, November 26, 2023

Yesterday, after going to church, I decided to go to the cinema and watch a movie at SM Mall. There were many new movies available but I chose to watch the Pinoy horror film, Marita, co’z I saw a positive review on TikTok mentioning its scary and startling scenes. I enjoy horror films and marami akong scary experiences in the past, so I am accustomed to them. Before the movie started, I felt calm and not afraid. I have been avoiding caffeinated and energy drinks for a month to para maiwasan ang palpitations ng malala. If I recall correctly, the movie was expected to run for about two hours. When Marita began, I experienced a strange sensation, as if something was pressing down on my chest. My heart started beating fast and I could even feel it para akong galing sa pagtakbo ng matagal. It felt like my breathing was affected as well. While watching, I tried to figure out if it was just the sound effects or if my anticipation of the story being based on a true story was causing these feelings pero sanay naman kasi ako manood ng katatakutan. It felt like something was urging me to stop and leave before the story ended. I felt uneasy, which was unusual considering my familiarity with horror movies. At dahil sa hindi na rin ako mapakali, I checked the time and there were still 30 minutes left, nasa story na yung nasabing multi ay nagpaparamdam na more frequently. I made the decision to leave. I didn't mind wasting my money na 😅 dahil sa it was the first time I sensed some sort of danger if I continued watching. According to others who have watched Marita, the image of Marita stayed in their minds even after finishing the film, even while sleeping. Eh saktong Monday na ulit, balik sa dating gawi. Magpapa alipin na ulit sa trabaho. Bawal mapuyat hahahaha

Although I didn't see the ending, I couldn't help but wonder how it concluded.

[curledupfox]

reading [riːdɪŋ] and writing [raɪtɪŋ]

How is it that two words with only two little sounds between them feel like the harshest oxymoron in the world?

We readers all remember that one pivotal moment when those black letters on white pages suddenly meant something. Before, there were so many stories in our heads and around us, fleeting and playful. But now, those letters meant entire worlds pressed onto thin sheets of trees like those flowers we would have to collect for school. And those worlds would soon become more important and real than anything else around us, an escape, a comfort, when life was slowly beginning to lose its magic. Our adventures, best friends, first loves were on pages, always there for us, a lifeline in the storm. We hoped that one day we would write our own stories, but then we studied the authors, dissected their words, and learnt just how perfect they were and how inadequate our own attempts would always be. Pens and empty pages became instruments of torture. So our bookshelves grew, and the stories in our hearts shrank. And we had resigned ourselves to never bridging the gap between those two words.

Readers, find those stories again. Find that little human that was so eager to dream and play. Because reading and writing are actually an auxesis, and your stories are always worth telling.

[sanjana-rathore]

[dystopediapod]

“They’ll fix you. They fix everything.” But what if the system is the problem?

We spent this week with RoboCop—a film that dressed like a blockbuster but spoke like a prophet. It asked:

What happens when law enforcement becomes a product?

What if profit matters more than people?

What if media turns suffering into noise?

And the worst part? It doesn’t feel like satire anymore.

Next Thursday, we trade boardrooms for barricades. From neoliberal collapse to viral apocalypse, we head into 28 Days Later. Different crisis. Same rot underneath.

[whathasntbeen]

My whole life my nervous system has programmed into me to feel responsible for other peoples pain. The only way I can escape the catch in my throat, the butterflies in my stomach and the ache in my heart is if I can make sure that the people I love are safe and loved.

Truthfully, it feels like withdrawal to do the opposite. To knowingly leave people to their pain, to "fill my own cup". Self care always meant acts of service but it was detrimental and I suffered in silence to the point of hurting others when it became physically painful to see people I loved hurt but I didn't quit trying to help.

Being in my thirties now feels like a metamorphosis, especially with children who I need to set an example for. I feel like I'm shedding parts of myself that never truly served me but made me feel useful and valued. The ways that I could feel loved safely without giving up too much of myself. I guess I just didn't realize how much change would hurt, not just me but people I loved who I couldn't be there for in the same capacity.

Life lately has been incredibly difficult, but I also feel like I am entering into something new. I feel like I just need to keep climbing even though a big part of me wants to crawl up into a ball and hide away from all my responsibilities, and accept these deeply engrained core beliefs that I am not enough.

But I am not going to do it. I am going to keep pushing, and I am going to do the damn thing because I don't have any other choice. I can't stop moving, I can't go back, you can never go back, the only way to go is forward.

[tech-mermaid]

Sundays are our secret weapon—a thrilling pause before the week's whirlwind begins! It's a perfect opportunity to dive deep, reflect on the lessons we've gathered, and gear up for the adventures ahead. Remember, success is crafted not in a day but through our bold and intentional choices. Let’s leap into the new week with clarity, purpose, and an electrifying sense of possibility!

[insidemymind025]

You are not defined by what broke you, but by how you rise

[reemadasi]

सही शास्त्र अनुकूल भक्ति के लिए सुनें संत रामपाल जी महाराज का सत्संग और ज्ञान गंगा पुस्तक पढ़ें

[zibethrose]

Happy Sunday soul family.Hold space,loving without measure,honoring your beloved's truth, who they are, not editing them,giving them space to be without fear of being judged or rejected to fosters a connection that goes beyond the superficial,a love that exists beyond bounds❤️This allows another to be authentic, as your love desires nothing more than their happiness,having utmost respect for their boundaries.

Know that Form follows thought and innerstand that not letting another’s action imprint on your psyche and steal your joy is reflective of living in an empowering way.Shake off misery and embrace a cheerful disposition today🤗 Free yourself from emotional shackles to soar into your future unburdened by old hurts. Let your authenticity illuminate your path to become your best self, actively taking steps to support your growth and happiness.

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[bondedbythoughts]

Happy Sunday friends.

Know that your words shape your interactions.

Being mindful of your language can make a big difference in the way you show up as well as influence how you perceive and approach the world around you.

Focus on Speaking words that uplift those around you,not break nor tarnish the spirit of another. Remember, words cannot be unsaid once uttered so practice due diligence to add harmony and not discord in your surrounds.

[edersondeaquarian]

Sunday, December 31, 2023

📍Redemptorist Parish Curch, Cebu City

Recently attended the final mass of 2023 and had several profound insights during the service led by a foreign priest. the importance of caring for and loving our aging fathers. It is crucial to exhibit patience and kindness towards them while they are still with us.

Secondly, parents should allow their children to make choices and follow God's will. Children are gifts from God, and we are entrusted with the responsibility to raise and prepare them for His purpose.

This reminded me of the experiences of Mary and Joseph when they temporarily lost Jesus as a child.

Lastly, I grasped the significance of forgiveness, particularly within the context of family relationships. Forgiving and letting go of grudges can lead to a more harmonious and joyful start to the new year.

These realizations have left a profound impact on me and will contribute to a lighter and more meaningful beginning of the upcoming year.

May the year 2024 bring us hope and may God shower us with even more blessings for a prosperous and productive future.

[simranias1]

#SundayThoughts

[dystopediapod]

Sometimes the scariest dystopias are the ones that feel like utopias.

The more comfort, control, and convenience we have - the more we have to lose. And sometimes, the greatest threat isn’t from outside, but from within. We’re hardwired to take the path of least resistance.

The most alarming thing about The Machine Stops is how humanity sleepwalks into extinction - not through violence, but through dependence. Through apathy.

"Something good enough had long since been accepted by our race."

This week on Dystopedia, we unpacked the eerie brilliance of E.M. Forster’s 1909 warning.

Next week, we shift gears - but not themes. A future controlled by corporations, privatized everything, and the illusion of justice. RoboCop (1987) is up next. And trust us, the satire hits way too close to home.

[sonamadwani]

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