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luthienne · 2 years
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It is at Dusk that the most interesting things occur, for that is when simple differences fade away. I could live in everlasting Dusk.
Olga Tokarczuk, from Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead (tr. from the Polish by Antonia Lloyd-Jones)
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aitan · 3 months
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Nel 2012 Margherita Hack – astronoma, astrofisica, simpatica e magnifica divulgatrice scientifica con marcato accento toscano e prima donna italiana a dirigere un osservatorio astronomico – in un’intervista a L’Espresso, in risposta all’aziendalizzazione della scuola promossa dall’allora ministro Profumo, dichiarò, tra le altre cose:
“La scuola non è un’impresa, deve formare delle persone, non è solo il luogo dove imparare più o meno bene certi concetti.”
“Dovrebbe privilegiare e promuovere quelli che vengono dalle classi più povere, perché è naturale che un ragazzo che nasce in una famiglia di operai, dove vede pochi libri, si trovi più a disagio di uno che nasce in una famiglia di professori. Dovremmo invece creare scuole a tempo pieno in cui si dedica molto tempo proprio ai giovani che vengono dalle classi più disagiate. Premiare il merito è giusto, certo, però bisogna tener conto delle condizioni di partenza.”
“Il merito non si può valutare solo in base al rendimento, ma occorre valutarlo tenendo conto del punto di partenza, dall’impegno di una persona nel superare le difficoltà. E le difficoltà sono diverse a seconda dell’ambiente in cui uno è nato. Merito vuol dire impegno, costanza, forza di affrontare le difficoltà.”
Tratto da aitanblog.wordpress.com/2024/01/19/entro-nel-merito/
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kathrins-sketchbook · 8 months
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Oh, brightest sun (TRSB 2023)
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A hommage to Gustav Klimt's The Kiss. Acrylic paint on canvas, with gold acrylic colour, 45x45cm. This scene had fascinated me ever since I read about it in the Nature of Middle-earth, and even more so when I became obsessed with Mîm as a character. While the ship of Mîmrod was born in a discord server I am in as a joke, that joke led to me originally drafting the sketch for this painting.
@goschatewabn has taken up this prompt- in a pinchhit no less - and has written, a beautiful, beautiful, fic that also absolutely tears my heart out. Find more info & the link to the fic below!
The elf shone more brilliantly than the purest gems they had unearthed, and his kind face crowned with a wreath of white lilac was like the first rays of dawn after a long night.
The gentle sun had risen in the east, and had brought spring into Nargothrond.
5180 Words
Rating: T Archive warnings: None Characters: Mîm, Finrod Felagund, the petty dwarves, various inhabitants of Nargothrond, dwarves of Nogrod https://archiveofourown.org/works/49927210/chapters/126046690
@tolkienrsb
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marabarl-and-marlbara · 8 months
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mother mim, from egoboo, from its adventurer module; i also wrote fanfiction abuot her and brom readable here
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genocat · 7 months
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The Mimic
a 6 legged shapeshifting slugcat :] they were due for redesign.
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yaelibex · 8 months
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the farm life be hitting differently . . . (。ノω\。)
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also mini farm run update: Mim is getting homesick (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ (not enough time to get a hair cut)
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toxictoxicities · 10 months
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I made a scug for shits n giggles, bc, why not?
I'm thinking for Mim that they could probably go through other creatures shelters and their little passages though -shrugs- I just did it to have my own scug bb
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zelvgar · 8 months
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two new works :3
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and another one...
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(don't be afraid, there will still be drawings on the homestuck!!!)
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incorrectrotgquotes · 8 months
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Why did the Moon choose me? I have to know.
Jack Frost realizing that he’s chosen to be a Guardian
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killjillvt · 11 months
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I made a flyer for my game!
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calmboyl · 4 months
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sometimes, NightLight watches and wonders.
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aitan · 1 year
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Ministero dell'Incompetenza Manifesta.
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Ma questi veramente pagano dei grafici per farsi fare questi loghettti qua?
Se facevano un concorso artistico tra gli studenti una cosa un po' meno ridicola di questa non veniva fuori?
Mah!?
Non vorrei entrare nel merito, vorrei starmene zitto e vedere questi fin dove vogliono arrivare; ma nun c'ha faccio. 😩
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ayveestars · 6 months
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It's hopeless
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basslinecal · 11 months
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a moodboard for made in magnolia by @daydadahlias !
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arofili · 1 year
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@khazadweek day three | petty-dwarves ● courtship | mîm and zifir
Do you remember, my light, Nulukkizdîn in the days before? We were born in the moonlight, my jewel, in Nulukkizdîn’s halls. Do you remember, my heart, Nulukkizdîn delved by dwarven hands? We were young in the moonlight, my star, in Nulukkizdîn’s arms.
Have you forgotten, my flame, Nulukkizdîn before the elves were come? I saw you in the moonlight, my spark, under Nulukkizdîn’s eaves. Have you forgotten, my sweet, Nulukkizdîn when the world was young? I loved you in the moonlight, my gem, under Nulukkizdîn’s eyes.
Why can I not forget, my dear, Nulukkizdîn marred by elven tools? You washed me clean of blood, my mate, far from Nulukkizdîn’s streams. Why can I not forget, my wife, Nulukkizdîn where our hands were stained? You kissed away the blood, my love, far from Nulukkizdîn’s heart.
Will Nulukkizdîn die, Zifir, when I am set in silent stone? Our sons will never know, Zifir, of Nulukkizdîn’s depths. Will Nulukkizdîn die, Zifir, like you did in my arms that night? Our sons will never sing, Zifir, of Nulukkizdîn’s life.
O what am I, alone and small, without Nulukkizdîn’s hearths? Sharbhund is not enough, I fear, with Elves and Men to rule. O what am I, afraid and frail, without Nulukkizdîn’s strength? Sharbhund is not enough, I know; nor I, without your love.
— “Lament for Nulukkizdîn” by Mîm the Dwarf
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yaelibex · 7 months
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Still kinda unfinished but might get busy so have Wren and Mim with heart shaped hand (*˘︶˘*).。*♡ . . . (will just reup when i finish . . . )
Base used is from Kurenaiz
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