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ad-venturism · 2 days
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MINDFULNESS. Even a clean house needs dusting. It is clean because it is cleaned. even a clear mind needs breathing. It is clear because it is cleared. There is no life but what is lived. Everything is real though a false perception can weaken a home and clutter a mind. Every moment is a now, every moment begins anew.
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sambeckdraws · 3 months
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✨⚪🔥 VERSE returns as a webcomic! versecomic.com 🔥⚪✨ --- Book 1 is available to read in its entirety, and Book 2 will be updated weekly starting today! --- And in even more exciting news, Verse Book 3 will be coming out this summer, on August 20th!
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audioandrophile · 3 months
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Hurting your Dom just a little bit. Digging your nails into his thighs while you choke on his cock or scratching to his back while he uses you. Giving him hickies when you know he'll choke you once you're done. Nibbling on him a little for fun. Pulling on his hair while he sinks his teeth into your thighs.
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ritadcsc · 5 months
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Mas tu, Senhor, és Deus compassivo e misericordioso, muito paciente, rico em amor e em fidelidade.
Salmo 86: 15
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justheretolook214 · 3 months
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themusingmuslim · 3 months
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A friend is studying for their master’s in political theory and they recently asked a couple of us:
In a perfect democracy, would the right to civil disobedience exist?
Case studies we made up included:
1) That one asshole who doesn’t want the town to build the carnival it voted on. Is he a weird puritan? Does he have legitimate safety concerns? Who knows! All we know is: he chained himself to the rollercoaster And now he’s going to prison.
2) Gang, we all agreed we weren’t going to just feed the bears that live in the woods whenever they asked. Why is this one person still leaving bowls of meat/blood/milk out for the bears, like they’re a 1000lb fae. This is how you get bears on main street. …we have bears on main street. But also … maybe we should stop and ask ourselves why the bears are so hungry??
I keep coming back to the idea that a *perfect* democracy should have a long memory
It should remember the bad times and the dark days The “yeah, y’all don’t really need a dry place of your own to sleep” days The “oh shit is that King Arthur returning in our hour of greatest need Oh fudge is that a predator drone” days.
It should stick civil disobedience on the high shelf With the first aid kit.
It should erect a giant stone in the middle of the town square Inscribed with the words:
Whosoever pulls this placard, bike chain, and molotov cocktail from the stone - should they be worthy - will be the rightwise pain in your ass.
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hehasplans · 8 months
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suffernotindoubt · 26 days
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Poems not bombs
Poetry is
our sole retribution
we, on paths of peace
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ad-venturism · 3 days
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I am taking revenge on myself digging a quiet hole at night I am accountable to only myself and failing at it. in the early morning feels like a warm dark womb. every laughter more resonant and every tear more sad. at 5pm the day feels like it's on a leash with just a small gated patch of grass available to run freely in circles. even loops break. I can take a pair of scissors and bring the blades to the tension.
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sambeckdraws · 2 months
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VERSE Book 2 has been updating weekly, and now we've reached the end of Chapter 1, so it's a good time to catch up!
✨ Read Book 2 from the start ✨
(You can also always buy/borrow the comic and read all of it immediately *wink*)
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hlficlibrary · 7 months
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HL FIC OF THE MONTH
* O c t o b e r *
Suddenly Last Summer
by @disgruntledkittenface
Louis is bored, rich and lonely. He has no reason to expect that this summer in the Hamptons with his friends will be different from any other – until he meets Harry. Suddenly he has someone who listens to him and cares about what he thinks. Someone who really sees him. But their happily ever after is forever marred by an incident at a party during Labor Day weekend, and Louis is left with a choice to make.
Mystery au | Explicit | 44k
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larissa-the-scribe · 1 month
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Verse I illustrated for work stuff! Overall I'm pretty pleased with how it turned out--it feels more balanced than it used to be, while still being simple.
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ritadcsc · 3 months
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[...] lembro que Deus é forte e quer que vocês sejam fortes.
Efésios 6:10 (versão A mensagem)
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burningvelvet · 1 month
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"But Grief should be the Instructor of the wise;
Sorrow is Knowledge: they who know the most
Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth,
The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life."
— Lord Byron, Manfred (1817)
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ghost-inacup · 1 year
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Would you love me if I was a worm?
You say yes without a thought
I bite my tongue and stop from asking if you would love me as myself
Would you love me tarnished and blemished
With flaws and sins abound
With difficulties and insecurities
And days with madness wrought
Will you love me as myself
Difficult to handle and oh so human in my existence
Or would you like me to be a worm, uncomplicated
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