I never felt so much joy, hope, and excitement as the 2008 election. Now, all I feel is dread, anxiety, and fear. No matter the outcome, the political atmosphere will not fail to feed me anxiety for months to come. Political chaos breeds fascism, totalitarianism, and nationalism.
“Don't be pushed around by the fears in your mind. Be led by the dreams in your heart.” ― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
Been spending a lot of time thinking about death lately. The anniversary of a few family members deaths have come and gone in the last few weeks and it's definitely brought the mood of the house down.
Last night I had a dream that something had happened and my Dad had gotten hurt. I stood there with a group of people I didn't recognize but seemed to know, looking at the woods where he must have been. It was being decided who would go into the dark of the trees and find my father. Everyone was crying and scared, myself included, but I volunteered. I walked into the woods away from everyone I knew and the next thing I knew I was at his funeral. The world had turned to black and white, my suit blending in with everything around me. We were there mourning my father's death but I realized that no one besides me seemed to remember him, his face had disappeared from all the photographs that hang on the walls. It was as if he had never existed at all.
― Frank Herbert, Dune
NATG XIII - Day 17 Prompt: Draw a pony facing their worst nightmare / Draw a pony scared senseless. Based on this little headcanon I had, about Sunny being afraid of spiders for some reason. Don't panic, Sunny! They're not trying to hurt you! Hopefully...
I’ve grown accustomed to the quiet
That lie beyond my door
So it was all the more
Disquieting
When I heard voices from the floor
I didn't want to be in love
You caught me by surprise
But I'm a coward, so in fear
I smothered you with lies
@therealjacksepticeye
4 autistic creatures
I love them all (except for greed he can burn in Wrath)
I posted a wonder wheel gif a while back when I rewatched the warriors and I just stumbled across this, I was born friday 13th and these are my two favorite things in one.
El miedo nos ciega, y a mí me hizo perderlo a él…
It’s not your fault. I’m just trying to fix you.
You can cry. However it won’t help you now.