bravery is going through a day, as most people do with their victories and losses, and then finding the time to do the dishes.
Deepansh Khurana, bookmark #798
9th of November, 2023
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THE KNIGHT IS NOT EVIL! THEY ARE LEADING US TO SOMETHING!
Hoping this doesn’t compress here. For the “main villain,” her intentions seem very dubious.
The roaring is going to happen regardless, The Roaring Knight (Bravery) is using fear of the end times to lead Susie to coming of age. That’s why they summoned Gerson the first time, and why they went to the church for the Dark Fountain. The Roaring is code for “growing up.”
There are other reasons I will get into in another theory. I think the Titans represent problems lightners ignore that are right in front of them. It is what is dark, yet darker. We slayed Alvin’s titan in Chapter 4. There are other Titans to be slain.
See the image for more evidence to the Knight being good.
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Four Winters: A Story of Jewish Partisan Resistance and Bravery in WWII (2022) | Movie | Movies Dock
🎬 Title: Four Winters: A Story of Jewish Partisan Resistance and Bravery in WWII
Story: During World War II, while the Nazis murdered millions of Jews, around 25,000 managed to escape to the forests of Eastern Europe. Rather than choosing to hide, these brave young individuals, many still in their teens, united to resist. They orchestrated acts of sabotage, ambushed enemy forces, and engaged in…
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I am not brave.
Simple things are hard. And when every day is a battle…
…. perhaps I may not be brave…
But I might be full of little braveries.
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Returning to Love
Years ago, I watched someone interview the actor, comedian, and radio host D.L. Hughley, and they asked him, “What’s the hardest thing about being in love?” His response was, “Never feeling safe.” And you know what? I absolutely agree with that statement, and I, myself, have always felt this way. No matter how well my relationship is with someone, I am always worried about something. Maybe I’m not doing enough. Maybe they need something that I’m not providing. Maybe something is falling through the cracks. Anything! In most cases, it’s all in my mind, but I just can’t help it.
When I really love someone, it’s obvious and intense. I love with everything in me, and once someone gets in my heart, it is very hard to get them out. They stay with me for a very long time. All of the memories, dates, feelings, good times, bad times, and everything in between. And could you blame me? They did have an impact on my life, after all.
This also applies to platonic relationships, but it’s just not as intense because I’m not dating friends or digging as deep. That’s not to say I don’t love my friends or know them very well. I just think there are certain boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed. So, the love and care are a bit different.
Currently, I am single and have been for 6 years, I think. I know! That is a very long time. I just needed some time to myself to heal from a past relationship and rediscover the joy in life. I’m happy to report that I’ve healed from that relationship and found a little joy in my life. However, even after I felt better about myself and could move on, I found that I really liked being alone.
I won’t even lie! I thought there was something wrong with me, at first. “Who likes being alone?” I thought, but I found out that there is freedom a person gets when they’re not attached to someone. My greatest freedom: doing whatever the hell I wanted without having to consider someone else. I suppose that’s called selfishness, and for someone who’s always thinking of the people they care about, that was quite the realization for me.
As I embraced this newfound freedom along with many others, I realized that it’s okay to be selfish sometimes. It’s perfectly fine to put myself first and take care of myself. I also found out that I enjoy peace and quiet more than I initially thought. Gosh, I was learning so much about myself! It was almost like I was learning to walk again, and I loved it! I thank the universe I was able to get a taste of that, and I’ve been addicted to it ever since … until recently.
Still love my alone time. Love having a quiet space and doing as I please, but I’ve been really curious about people lately. Not everyone! Just the ones who pique my interest, like the water delivery guy who got lost and needed directions. The sweet man on the bus who likes talking to me on our way to work. The gorgeous woman at Whole Foods who seems to have a permanent smile etched on her face. Those beautiful, kind people are the ones I’m talking about. I just can’t muster up the will or courage to shift from a casual conversation to something more.
There was a time when I liked going on dates, being doted on, and having sickly sweet experiences with someone new or special. I remember wearing makeup often, shopping for cute clothes, and always being on the lookout for the latest hot spots and activities on social media so I could always have fresh date ideas in mind. It was like a whole lifestyle.
I feel like I’m making it seem like dating consumed my life, at one point. It didn’t! I always made time for friends, family, and my own personal interests. I just thoroughly enjoyed the dating culture. I carried myself differently back then, and I had a completely different mindset. In a way, I guess someone could say I was a different person back then. It’s funny how a breakup can shift something within you.
If you can’t tell, every once in a while, I do miss those times. I think I was more excited back then because I knew I had something to look forward to, and you can bet your ass that I always had something planned. Well, I don’t miss the full schedule. I’m a tired gal and like my alone time very much. So, when I get back out there, I will continue to carve out time for myself no matter what, but that’s if I even go back out there. Out there, meaning the dating world, because let’s face it. The dating pool has piss in it along with some other crazy shit. With this knowledge, past experiences, and watching my other single friends struggle, it’s hard to put myself out there just to be disappointed.
Yes, that is true. I need to give people—and myself—a chance before I come to any conclusions. I need to live in the moment and grab it by its horns. Just do the damn thing! But it’s been so long, 6 years! I just don’t even know how to go about it other than letting it happen to me. Maybe, instead of lying to those people who’ve asked me out (and there’ve been a few) and telling them I’m not interested, I should’ve just said, “Yes, I’d love to,” and gone on at least one date with them to test the waters and have fun. But then, I wouldn’t be writing this blog post, would I? 😃
Time isn’t the only thing holding me back. I think it’s also uncertainty and obviously fear. I don’t want to waste my time, become vulnerable with someone undeserving of it, or get heartbroken. I’d love to avoid all those things, but that’s just not possible. With the right person, I suppose I won’t experience any of those things, but I know that it won’t be all sunshine and rainbows, and I don’t know if I’m ready for anything other than that. Like I said, I’m tired, and I don’t have time for any bullshit. At least, I won’t make time for it, but that’s the thing, isn’t it? I do need to make time because how else will I meet someone new and go on a date? When I do find myself in a relationship, how can a relationship sustain if I don’t make time for it? I can’t only show up when things are great and drop it when things are rough. That’s not how it works or how growth develops.
I’m rambling, which is all this entire blog is about, but my point is that as much as I’d like to date again and find someone special to spend my life with, I’m not ready. I want to be, though! I want to cuddle, have nap dates (yes, that’s a thing), and have someone I can pull pranks on. I just have a little more work to do, a little more soul searching. Clearly, there’s still room to grow, and maybe once I’ve grown a little, I’ll have the confidence to put myself out there again. Then, maybe I won’t lie to the next person and say, “Oh, I thought you’d never ask!” Well, probably not those exact words, but something along those lines, and get that nap date I absolutely deserve.
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Idk if its just me but does anyone dislike the whole “bravery good and right, cowardice sinful” thing that everything is pushing? Is it just me who thinks its better a coward and alive than a brave, honorable, dead man? Shouldn’t we be pushing our own survival above all else?
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Celebrating the Legacy of Shivaji Maharaj Jayanti! On this auspicious day, we honor the bravery, leadership and visionary spirit of Shivaji Maharaj. His contributions continue to inspire generations.
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Bravery, Compassion & Courage
Eddies of Life
Source: Eddies of Life 4 Ditties On Life © Munindra Misra
4.44 Bravery, Compassion & Courage
Bravery is the capacity to perform properly,Even when scared half to death man but be;Conscience the root of all true courage does be,If a man is brave let him obey his conscience truly.265 – 4Compassion shoulders suffering of all entirely,Without feeling the slightest bit of pain…
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When A Story Becomes Something You Can Taste.
Greetings, dear meows!
I published a middle grade fantasy novel inspired by a lifetime in professional kitchens and the greatest teacher I’ve ever known…my daughter, Nia.
The Creepy Culinary Adventures of Nia Luna is a story about flavor, bravery, and discovering that autism can be a superpower when the world finally learns how to see it.
So what happens when food becomes a spell, a story, and…
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yea I can do it I have done it to myself RIGHT NOW just to make sure I can. luckily ican also do the other one. paleoplasty IDK.
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Dusk: Sorry kid, but I’m gonna have to cut our battle short—especially now that i know someone else is involved.
Finally made more art of Dusk, s'been a while since I’ve done that.
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Protecting children, even your own inner child is what good adults do.
Love and healing to all of us who weren’t protected as children, especially those fed to demons.
Don’t forget to protect your adult self from those who wish to destroy it.
You are stronger than you realise.
❤️
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Marcus Curtius
- Artist: Benjamin Robert Haydon (English, 1786-1846)
- Date: c. 1842-1843
- Medium: Oil on canvas on board
- Collection: National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne, Australia
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In Livy’s History of Rome, written around 29 BC, he recorded the legend of a chasm opening in the Forum, which the prophets said could not close until Rome sacrificed its greatest treasure. Duly, Marcus Curtius, a young soldier, said that the valor of the Roman people was of the greatest worth, he then mounted his horse, and rode into the gulf to his death. The gaping hole was then able to be filled, ending the potential disaster. It is an epic tale of stoicism in the face of inevitable doom, and an individual’s ultimate sacrifice for the greater good.