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James, 23, Oklahoma, Clinical Lab Chemistry Tech, Part-Time Panda
The god that our neighbours believe in is essentially an invisible person. He’s a creator deity, who created the universe to have a relationship with one species of primates — lucky us. And he’s got galaxy upon galaxy to attend to, but he’s especially concerned with what we do, and he’s especially concerned with what we do while naked.
that odd moment when south park says something more beautiful and poetic than most television shows out there
when you first realized that mom can’t fix everything, the world is stupid and life doesn’t make any sense.
Day 1082 - 18 November 2013
with a dash of positivity
I don’t usually reblog stuff to this blog, but this is beautiful, and we all could use the reminder.
Photoset with 65 notes
I remember a long time ago when I was feeling particularly depressed and was having a lot of trouble finding reasons to keep living, I found this video/documentary. It’s about this particular forest in Japan called Aokigahara (Sea of Trees) where a lot of suicidal people go to end their lives, or end up changing their minds. It’s so common, that there are a ton of signs trying to convince its visitors that life is worth living, and there are annual body searches conducted throughout the forest.
There are many memorials left as well, which shows how much those closer to you do care deeply for you, whether you believe it or not. I think that was the biggest thing for me, that I could be so caught up in myself that I couldn’t stop to think how others might actually care about me and how much pain I could cause them. Not only that, but if I could see that, maybe life would start becoming more meaningful to me. And it did.
Fun work? Is that even possible? What do you think?
This comics essay is part of a book called Brick by Brick, which I am now raising money to self publish on Kickstarter! Please check out the link for more details!
Not all toxic people are cruel and uncaring. Some of them love us dearly. Many of them have good intentions. Most are toxic to our being simply because their needs and way of existing in the world force us to compromise ourselves and our happiness. They aren’t inherently bad people, but they aren’t the right people for us. And as hard as it is, we have to let them go. Life is hard enough without being around people who bring you down, and as much as you care, you can’t destroy yourself for the sake of someone else. You have to make your wellbeing a priority. Whether that means breaking up with someone you care about, loving a family member from a distance, letting go of a friend, or removing yourself from a situation that feels painful — you have every right to leave and create a safer space for yourself.
For each person there is a sentence—a series of words—which has the power to destroy them.
It’s a lot easier to be angry at someone than it is to tell them you’re hurt.
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
Imagine being given a list of all the people who made you into the person you are today. And next to their name you could see the exact personality trait you got because of them.
I’ve always wondered this but never heard anyone talk about it. I mean sure people talk about you being the person you are today because of your friends and family, but that always sounded moreso related to support & love rather than actual personality traits. I’ve always felt that if you were able to touch my heart and personality at some point in my life, it will be there forever. And even if some relationship (friend, family, or love) goes sour, some part of that time spent with them can change you forever, not just in memory but in personality as well. I think a lot of people don’t realize that…
Here’s what I know about the realm of possibility— it is always expanding, it is never what you think it is. Everything around us was once deemed impossible. From the airplane overhead to the phones in our pockets to the choir girl putting her arm around the metalhead. As hard as it is for us to see sometimes, we all exist within the realm of possibility. Most of the limits are of our own world’s devising. And yet, every day we each do so many things that were once impossible to us.
Gaston really is the most terrifying Disney villain because he could be anyone in the world.
Later he convinces the whole town to set up his wedding with the knowledge that the would-be bride would be thrown into it. Everyone finds his creepy-ass tactics as cute and “boys will be boys” esque. So yeah, he is terrifying.
Yeah, the truly scary thing about Beauty and the Beast isn’t that Gaston exists, but that society fucking loves him. People who deride the movie by saying it’s about Stockholm Syndrome are ignoring that it’s actually about the various ways that truly decent people get othered by society. People don’t trust the Beast because of the way he looks, which only feeds his anger issues and pushes him further away. Gaston isn’t the only one who criticizes Belle for being bookish, either; the whole town says there must be something wrong with her. And her father gets carted off to a mental asylum for being just a little eccentric.
Howard Ashman, who collaborated on the film’s score and had a huge influence on the movie’s story and themes, was a gay man who died of AIDS shortly after work on the film was completed. If you watch the film with that in mind, the message of it becomes clear. Gaston demonstrates that bullies are rewarded and beloved by society as long as they possess a certain set of characteristics, while nice people who don’t are ostracized. The love story between Belle and the Beast is about them finding solace in each other after society rejects them both.
Notice how the Beast reacts when the whole town comes for him. He’s not angry, he’s sad. He’s tired. And he almost gives up because he has nothing to live for. But then he sees that Belle has come back for him, and suddenly he does. In the original fairy tale, the Beast asks Belle to marry him every night, and the spell is broken when she accepts. In the Disney movie, he waits for her to love him, because he cannot love himself. That’s how badly being ostracized from society and told that you’re a monster all your life can fuck with your head and make you stop seeing yourself as human.
Society rewards the bullies because we’ve been brought up to believe that their victims don’t belong. That if someone doesn’t fit in, then they have to be put in their place, or destroyed. And this movie demonstrates that this line of thinking is wrong. It’s so much deeper than a standard “be yourself” message, and that’s why it’s one of my favorite Disney movies.
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