Everyday Sisyphus rolled his boulder up the hill and every day it rolled back down once more. But not before he scooped a mound of dirt in his mouth to bring back down.
Every day the boulder tumbled it wore the hill down and made it steeper. Yet every day Sisyphus made the platou at the top a little larger.
Every day was slightly different from his failures and his success. And each day a labour that brought little to no change
However one-day Sisyphus managed to keep the boulder at the top. It no longer rolled down and Sisyphus was free to do as he wished.
So Sisyphus once more descended the hill to find another boulder. For now his dream of a city of men on my Olympus was now one step closer to reality.
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At some point in my life...
I heard i was "bad"...
Everything bad that happened around me was always my fault, it was because I existed, because I was small, because I was trouble, it was always very difficult for to take care of me....
Then, one day, I decided that I would be the best at everything... The best student, the best child, The best friend, the best human I could have...
But nothing helped, the voice in my conscience always said that I was bad, that I was stupid, that I was rude, that I was clumsy, simply a error...
I no longer saw a way out, my dreams blamed me, everything was a mistake in me...
So, I decided to be all that, I would be the worst of all to whoever said I was the evil in the world and, surprise, I think they regretted it. At least I think they regretted it because, when I did it, they started looking at me differently, before I was bad and they looked at me with anger, now I'm bad and they look at me with fear.
-William
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Shipping is fun and all but I swear every single time someone makes a comment, whether as a joke or in a legitimate analysis, about there being "no other explanation" for a pair's interactions, I lose just a bit more of my sanity
Like, no, you guys don't get it. Romance is not about the Amount of devotion, it's about the COLOR. the FLAVOR of it all. a character can be just as devoted to their platonic friend as they are to their romantic partner, and they don't love either of them more, just differently.
But because the majority of people still have it stuck in their minds that romance exists on the highest tier of love, I'm stuck seeing endless takes that boil down to "these two care about each other too much for it to NOT be romantic" as if that's the core determining factor to how literally any of this works
In conclusion: stop telling me that I don't understand the story if I don't interpret the leads as romantic, I am TIRED
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Danny's found a way to dodge GIW trackers, as well as his parents.
Their equipment hunts ghosts, ghosts run on emotion; so as long as he keeps his under a tight lid and doesn't feel anything ever, they won't be able to track him.
It works!
He's able to run from them, and goes as far as New Jersey. The plan was to stow away on a ship, and go to literally any country that wasn't America. He goes to Gotham, which hosts the one harbor he knows where no one will ask any questions.
But because of how weird he acted (completely emotionless during a Joker attack), he was fingered by police immediately.
He's handed over to CPP. CPP doesn't know what to do with a teen literally so traumatized that they don't show any emotion at all, ever. He keeps just...walking out of his placements. Just leaves without a sound.
Luckily, he's always caught, due to those placement houses having quiet alarms and him refusing to run.
They call the one foster parent they know who does.
Bruce Wayne takes in the strange, nameless kid who refuses to talk.
On paper, they gave him the filler name of 'John Doe', for lack of anything better to do.
Bruce does everything he can to make the newest arrival feel at home. Damian, for as territorial as he is, actually breaks out of his shell sooner than expected just to try to get the new kid to speak. To emote. To do something. Duke tries the open approach, then tries the 'no one will ever know, everyone thinks I'm an innocent goody-two-shoes' approach. Nada.
Tim even tries to trick him into talking, but nothing works.
Enter Dick; Dick heard about Bruce's new ward, about the situation, and decided to see if he could get the kid to open up.
Danny though. Danny's in trouble.
The Wayne Manor is weirdly secure, and he can't just walk away like he did his other placements. He can't use ghost powers or the GIW and his parents will immediately know where he is.
He really, really wants to take Bruce up on his offer and just spend the day relaxing. Respond to Damian's attempts to provoke him. Overshare about space facts with Tim.
But most of all, he really, desperately wants to get in a Pun Competition with Dick. He wants to laugh at Dick's jokes, and learn coolass gymnastic tricks!
But he can't!
If he relaxes with Bruce, he'll be content, which is an emotion. If he argues with Damian, he'll get annoyed, which is an emotion. If he sneaks out with Duke and breaks the rules, he'll get happy, which, again, emotion. If he overshares with Tim, he'll get excited, which is, yet again, an emotion!
The worst sin of all, he can't even show proper appreciation of the food the Butler keeps making him!
And now there's even more people coming over!
There's a quiet girl who keeps reading his body language and trying to get him to dance ballet, a blonde girl who keeps trying to kidnap him to take him to BatBurger, a guy with a stripe of white who wants to take him to a shooting range, and it just...he really, really wants to!
He wants to do all these cool things with them!
But he fucking can't!
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why does every farming/life sim game have a different fishing mechanic and no tutorial for it. you pull out your fishing pole and click on the water and the next thing you know hieroglyphics are flying around everywhere, there's a timer in the bottom right counting down from 47.4, and the whole screen is shaking violently and flashing red every time you move your mouse
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The king was a good king. He liked the people and put their needs first.
However the king had a large kingdom. Too big for a single person to manage.
The good kings late father had many advisors and stewards he couldn't tell his son about before he died.
So the good kings stewards continued their work. Greedy men who didn't care about the people.
The guilds were angry and wanted the good king dead. for the steward robbed them and blamed the king.
The nobles refused to help the good king. For the stewards kept trying to revoke their rights.
The bishops and priests didn't like the good king. For he placed the peoples freedom above god.
The people however loved and hated the good king.
The nobles and guilds and bishops all told the people how horrible the good king is.
So one day. The good king who tried his best was killed and replaced.
And every time they tried to bring a new king, mayor or bishop to power. The kingdom fell again all the same.
And every time a new greedy tyrant was picked to serve the realm to serve their peoples interests the stewards made a mess.
Because the people always try to replace the head of the realm before the cancer that cannot be seen.
All because the people don't know what the stewards are doing in the name of the king.
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