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reality-detective · 2 months
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valyrfia · 1 month
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speaking my truth with regards to many anons currently in my askbox but how are you going to say that charles’s performance has been unacceptable when he’s had seven front row starts in a row and hasn’t finished outside the top 5 since suzuka last year bffr. if charles had pushed back against team orders and fought and overtaken carlos would’ve gotten p3 due to cooking tyres trying to defend and ferrari would’ve lost three points in the constructors. charles drove flawlessly in the race, he just didn’t pull it together in quali ONE time out of eight due to engineers reworking the car not to his liking - something not entirely in his control.
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fkinavocado · 2 months
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tobacconist · 6 months
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actually, and let me speak on this:- there is a SHOCKING amount of people in the occultist and neopagan community, who style themselves witches (and so SURELY ought to know better) and who, presumably, do believe in magick, and know of its very real effects - and yet still believe the witch trials of england, scotland, and norway were all sham and are even calling for all of these women and men to be posthumously pardoned for their crimes. many were innocent, certainly, and these laws have been overturned but...
surely... surely sisters... we know it is possible to put a snake into a person. we know how to stir someones brains up. we know how to steal milk. and we know these things should be illegal.
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Do Good and Good Comes Back To You.
- A short story with a powerful moral.
A woman baked chapatti (roti) for members of her family and an extra one for a hungry passerby.
She kept the extra chapatti on the window sill, for whosoever would take it away. Every day, a hunchback came and took away the chapatti.
Instead of expressing gratitude, he muttered the following words as he went his way:
“The evil you do, remains with you: the good you do, comes back to you!”
This went on, day after day.
Every day, the hunchback came, picked up the chapatti and uttered the words:
“The evil you do, remains with you: the good you do, comes back to you!”
The woman felt irritated.
“Not a word of gratitude,” she said to herself.
“Everyday this hunchback utters this jingle! What does he mean?”
One day, exasperated, she decided to do away with him.
“I shall get rid of this hunchback,” she said.
And what did she do?
She added poison to the chapatti she prepared for him!
As she was about to keep it on the window sill, her hands trembled. “What is this I am doing?” she said.
Immediately, she threw the chapatti into the fire, prepared another one and kept it on the window sill.
As usual, the hunchback came, picked up the chapatti and muttered the words:
“The evil you do, remains with you: the good you do, comes back to you!”
The hunchback proceeded on his way, blissfully unaware of the war raging in the mind of the woman. Every day, as the woman placed the chapatti on the window sill, she offered a prayer for her son who had gone to a distant place to seek his fortune.
For many months, she had no news of him. She prayed for his safe return.
That evening, there was a knock on the door. As she opened it, she was surprised to find her son standing in the doorway. He had grown thin and lean, his garments were tattered and torn. He was hungry, starved and weak.
As he saw his mother, he said, “Mother, it’s a miracle I’m here. While I was but a mile away, I was so famished that I collapsed. I would have died, but just then an old hunchback passed by.
I begged of him for a morsel of food, and he was kind enough to give me a whole chapatti.
As he gave it to me, he said, “This is what I eat everyday; today, I shall give it to you, for your need is greater than mine!”
As the mother heard those words, her face turned pale, she leaned against the door for support.
She remembered the poisoned chapatti that she had made that morning.
Had she not burnt it in the fire, it would have been eaten by her own son, and he would have lost his life!
It was then that she realized the significance of the words:
“The evil you do remains with you: the good you do, comes back to you!”
Moral: Do good and don’t ever stop doing good, even if it is not appreciated at that time.
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howifeltabouthim · 1 year
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Do not add romantic folly to your other mistakes.
Ellen Wood, from East Lynne
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patronsaintofgirls · 1 year
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maybe it’s time i grow up a little bit and get back into rpf.
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thepopoptic · 2 years
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Watch "Jordan Peterson DESTROYS a feminist" on YouTube
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I compare myself to silk. People mistake silk to be weak but a silk handkerchief can protect the wearer from a gunshot.
“You're going to meet many people with domineering personalities: the loud, the obnoxious, those that noisily stake their claims in your territory and everywhere else they set foot on. This is the blueprint of a predator. Predators prey on gentleness, peace, calmness, sweetness and any positivity that they sniff out as weakness. Anything that is happy and at peace they mistake for weakness.
It's not your job to change these people, but it's your job to show them that your peace and gentleness do not equate to weakness. I have always appeared to be fragile and delicate but the thing is, I am not fragile and I am not delicate. I am very gentle but I can show you that the gentle also possess a poison. I compare myself to silk. People mistake silk to be weak but a silk handkerchief can protect the wearer from a gunshot.
There are many people who will want to befriend you if you fit the description of what they think is weak; predators want to have friends that they can dominate over because that makes them feel strong and important.
The truth is that predators have no strength and no courage. It is you who are strong, and it is you who has courage.
I have lost many a friend over the fact that when they attempt to rip me, they can't. They accuse me of being deceiving; I am not deceiving, I am just made of silk. It is they who are stupid and wrongly take gentleness and fairness for weakness. There are many more predators in this world, so I want you to be made of silk. You are silk.” ― C. JoyBell C.
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lyriquediscorde · 2 months
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realhankmccoy · 5 months
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Roger gets it spot on here, and also way more than this other one, who might as well be Nikki Haley, here. Anyhow, it's comforting to hear Roger Ebert talk about what a capitalist might call 'a black swan event' in this manner. A capitalist might call it that because a capitalist likes to think everything is obvious in hindsight. A capitalist is probably wrong. There's probably way more to life than that. I'm not interested in chasing blacks swans in any told-ya-so manner, but I'm interested in what Roger's talking about, which is a spiritual thing. I still remember that night, seeing Magnolia at The Orpheum in Madison, and this week I saw Roger's boyhood home in Urbana.
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We kill time. We save time. We rob and get robbed of time, we lose time, and we have all the time in the world. But no one of us is powerful enough to stop the march of time or slow it down.
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machinerot · 3 months
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