Perfection - Blog Posts
What or who is perfect?
We all have our models, and all kinds of subjects of admiration. And that is good, to some extent... It makes us push harder or just push at all. If I read a decent piece of literature, it reminds me how much I could be advanced and how many details I could fix in my previous works. And I repeat, it's a tremendous thing. We inspire each other in an endless cycle for we all are role models sometimes and we are the followers at other times.
Could I end it here? Maybe I could but shouldn't or should but just can't... Is the basic idea of perfection purely motivational and constructive? Sadly no. As long as we're moderate and wise, it helps us improve and there's always room for that... But perfection in itself is not a reason for us to act one or another way, or to change. We have to have a vision, a goal and on our way towards them, these small images of perfection will keep us getting better and better.
It's about time for me to end but I just can't leave it out: perfection is a question of the taste of the observing entity. That's why we are so brave to label things as perfect. But it just doesn't exist, at least not in this world. A question of perception. Mathematicians could argue but... Well I don't know what to say of that but I'm always ready for a little discussion...
Bottom line: love the perfect things and know, that to certain people, ones who you probably don't even see, You are perfect, too.
No necesito que me entienda nadie, ni yo misma me entiendo, nadie lo hace ni lo hará.
Quien menos piensas me entiende, personas que ni siquiera conozco, personas de mi mundo ficticio o escritores pocos conocidos que ni siquiera saben de mi existencia. Mis páginas, mis lágrimas, mi sangre, mi música. Esas son cosas que me entienden, mis malditas letras y mis malditos libros llenos de sueños. No necesito compasión de nadie, estoy bien así, no quiero que me complazcan en nada, ¿no se cansan de todo esto? Yo sí, estoy harta de la monotonía, de siempre lo mismo, de las lágrimas y la lluvia, de que el sol se oculte para que salga la luna, de que las flores mueran sin agua y de que mi sonrisa solo exista por cosas muy pequeñas y estúpidas.
Quisiera ser feliz y hacer feliz, pero es algo imposible, si no escribo estoy mal, me siento hundida, me siento llena de lagrimas y de impotencia. Algo así como tener su sonrisa en mi cabeza todo el día, como la esperanza del mar y choque de las olas con las piedras. Como los colores del atardecer, como él conmigo y yo sola.
Estoy harta de tratar de decir lo que las personas quieren oír, estoy harta de mis estupideces y de mis locuras sin sentido, pero esta soy yo. No cambiaré por nada ni nadie, romperé barreras, paredes, lo que sea que se venga a mi pero no renunciaré a nada de esto.
Alguna vez pensé en irme de aquí ¿sabes? Y es feo pensar que alguien leerá todo estoy que escribo hoy a las 01:01 am, pero es así, esta es mi realidad y no saldré de aquí por sí sola.
No quiero ser perfecta, no quiero tener un lindo cuerpo, no quiero que todos estén a gusto conmigo, no quiero que les importe, sólo quiero que me quieran por lo que soy y podré llorar y podrán decir que soy muy débil pero soy más fuerte que lo malditos que me juzgan sin conocerme, soy más fuerte de lo que crees o puedas pensar, no lo sé, solo sé que estoy bien y siempre lo estaré, así no tenga una maldita sonrisa que lo pruebe.
Miré hacia el cielo en busca de la luna y me encontré tu mirada y tus versos trasmitidos por estrellas y por las rosas secas en mi balcón.
Marci McDonald
‘Orchid’ Series 18
I’m watching The Chelsea Flower Show :)
My uncle gave this picture to my mom when I was a baby and it will always remind me of home = )
お誕生日おめでとう
the way my academic arrogance manifests in me as harshly critiquing others' work but then lashes out when somebody else does the same to me
*you heard the girl screaming
*as if this was so priceless
*but it really was
*the weird girl thanked you for the art you gave her.
*it just yeeted on the window
*...
*You won! You earned 0 exp and 0 gold
*you heard screaming in the distance *... *you notice a stupid girl that want you to draw some thing. *It says error snas Error snas ERROR SNAS repeatedly *draw her request? Yes. No.
here you go-
*bonus ink for fun
i can't this is p e r f e c t i o n
y'know this bit from the Family Day episode from American Dad may as well just be the Trojan War lmao
so yeah enjoy this highly specific and yet coincidentally effective meme about the war gods LOL
I never realized that tbh!
did anyone else ever find it odd how easily zeus offered percy godhood? and how it almost seemed like he secretly wanted percy to accept? well i did, and after thinking long and hard about it…
i don’t think percy understood what turning down godhood really meant
demigods do tasks for the gods because they don’t have to follow any rules. they aren’t controlled by anyone or anything. demigods are a strange hybrid - not god, not human. they are in between the laws of immortal and mortal. they are not supposed to exist. yet they do, which is what makes them so extraordinary.
percy is crazy powerful. of course, there’s the aspect of raw power. he has domain over air (storms/hurricanes), land (earthquakes and volcanic eruptions), and sea (monster waves, tsunamis, floods, basically anything that involves water.) he can control bodily fluids. he has super strength (with one hand, he held up an unconscious annabeth who was being pulled down by both arachne AND the forces of tartarus). he has super speed (he moves faster than bullets in TTC). no matter how badly you hurt him, he automatically heals and regenerates the second he touches water (an ability no other demigod has). he’s an extraordinary swordsman. very skilled in combat and warfare. he’s smart, and thinks of plans quickly. but he also has a great deal of social/poltcial power… i mean, he’s a leader and hero to both the greek and roman camps. if he says “attack,” all demigods, greek or roman, attack. no question. do you have any idea how threatening that is to the olympians? he’s also best friends and has an empathy link with the lord of the wild, which basically means all of nature is by his side too, including all land creatures. he’s also prince of horses, which means pegasi too (both of which are extremely useful in battle). and of course all sea creatures, including the mythical ones like krakens and leviathans. not to mention many of the gods really like him. hermes, hephaestus, athena, aphrodite, and dionysis have all gone out of their way to help him. artemis holds him in high regard, especially since he saved her. apollo literally considers him his friend! and poseidon - his dad, the god who is the biggest threat to zeus - is fiercely protective of him and cares about him a great deal. many minor gods also like him because he demanded them to be given more respect and for their kids to be welcomed at the camps.
percy unknowingly has more power, both physical and social/political, than anyone should ever have. he may have absolutely no idea, but it must scare the living daylights out of zeus. by accepting zeus’s offer to become a god, percy would have submitted himself to the control of zeus. zeus would be his king and ruler. zeus would then have complete control over him.
but percy said no. therefore, percy remains out of zeus’s control.
percy had no idea what he was doing. but thank the gods he made that choice. thank the gods he’s an incredible person. thank the gods percy jackson has no desire for power, because he has more of it than anyone should ever be able to have.
We sharing anaesthetic stories?? I had to have dental surgery when i was in middle school.
According to my mom and sister the very first thing i did upon waking up was BOLT upright and proceed to try and shove my ENTIRE fist in my mouth as fast as possible.
I had to be physically stopped, and i proceeded to sob my eyes out for the next 20 minutes. Somehow, i didnt damage anything 🤣
sorry that imagery is so vivid i just..
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Une fois à Bob Marley, ils ont demandé si la femme parfaite existait. Et il a répondu:
Qui se soucie de la perfection?
Même la lune n'est pas parfaite, elle est pleine de cratères...
Et la mer? est trop salé et sombre dans les profondeurs.
Le ciel? toujours aussi infini, c'est-à-dire que les plus belles choses ne sont pas parfaites, elles sont spéciales et chaque femme comme chaque homme le sont et chaque personne choisit qui est "spéciale" dans sa vie.
Cessez de vouloir être "parfaite" essayez d'être libre et de vivre en faisant ce qui vous plaît, sans vouloir plaire aux autres.
Bizarre la vie...
Tout le monde cherche à trouver le trésor caché, l'amour parfait, l'ami idéal.
Tout le monde est à la recherche de quelque chose, n'importe quoi, tant que ça ne le fait pas souffrir..
Et dans cette course à la recherche du "meilleur" on perd toute la notion du réel qui nous entoure. Nous perdons des personnes riches de défauts pour une perfection inexistante, nous perdons des occasions vraies au détriment de rêves ambigus.
Alors qu'à côté de nous marchent tous les jours ces "Anges"...
Ils n'ont pas d'ailes, ni de voiles brillantes, ils ont le sourire dans les yeux et la simplicité dans les gestes.
Ils ne font pas de miracles, ils sont le miracle.
Parce qu'en ces temps arides de sentiments, trouver celui qui vous fait sourire, vous caresse, prononce un simple mot gentil, peut s'appeler "Ange".
-Isabelle Gale.
A life goal to recreate this
via juniortheoutsider on instagram
Happy Birthday Harry
Harry Potter…..eh. No, I do love Harry, I do and there is a lot we can learn from him and a lot we can appreciate, it’s just odd as the central character of the story one of his best and most important qualities—is that he’s like everybody else. But that’s also so crucial, that he’s not special. Yes he’s got magic (but so does everyone), he’s skilled at Quidditch (but Voldemort could actually fly), he wasn’t particularly smart (Hermione) or charming (Cedric), but he also wasn’t a complete lost boy (Neville), he was average—and yet he changed and saved the world in ways big and small. So he’s a bit underwhelming, which made him so powerful.
While some of the biggest aspects of his life were not his choice, others were. One of the biggest and most crucial choices he made was his being kind and in his friendships with others. He didn’t like Draco early on, and liked Ron; he maintained a friendship with Hagrid once he was more settled into his Hogwarts life and while not particularly close, would hang out with Neville and didn’t lash out at Ginny or Colin (Colin!!) or Dobby, even competing against Fleur, Krum and Cedric (who he had a personal, one-sided rivalry against), he still was kind and friendly and always tried to do the right thing.
Harry was never perfect. He didn’t always listen, let his emotions get to him more times than there are pages in the series, he didn’t think things thru and he could be very close-minded. While he did not mature in all these accounts by the end of the series, overall he did mature and learn to see the world outside himself; being there for Hermione when Ron was with Lavender, sacrificing himself to save a world he would never get to be in. Over the series Harry grew and learned from (most of) his mistakes. This is crucial as it is important for us to know that one instance won’t ruin your life, and that people are always making mistakes and how to own up to them.
PS My favourite thing about Harry, and one of the things I love the most about the series, is how throughout it, even in his fifth year (as I remember it), every once in a while Harry would pause and meditate a bit on the world around him, how great and beautiful magic is. I love that so much
So Happy Birthday Harry Potter and Happy Birthday JK Rowling
Just because
Going through my dash, I don't think I'm the only one who needs this...
