Look for the helpersSomething that happened today made me think of a quote by Mr. Rogers: "When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, 'Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.'” This morning I couldn't start my car. The battery had died due to an inside light being left on overnight. I had no idea where jumper cables were (I looked for them but no dice) and, more importantly, did not have another vehicle to use to jump it. Currently I have no next door neighbors since the two people who lived next to me moved away. I tried my dad at work but couldn't reach him. The only other person I could think of was an old man who lives about a quarter of a mile up the road from me. Eventually I just said screw it and made the trek up there, in the cold. I don't know how long I knocked on his door but when he answered, my fingers were frozen numb. He told me to come inside and sit down in his living room, then told me to explain my situation. WMore Like This
A presentation of discriminatory biasI made the mistake of looking up a Trump headline on facebook, which brought me across several conservative extremists which brought me to this deliciously ironic comment.More Like This
"There are no peaceful Muslims in the world, except for Obama, who isn't violent enough."
I don't know the individual who made the comment, so I can't speak on their behalf, but that hypocrisy right there pretty much sums it up.
Shifting from Park to Drive is too much like workThe older I get the more I want to go with the flow and avoid boat-rocking. In some ways I feel like an 80-year-old inside a 25-year-old’s body: I’m so worn out, so lethargic, and overall I’m more concerned with finding inner peace than being right. I used to debate with people. Now I don’t. I’ll ask people’s opinions, purely out of curiosity, but leave it at that. If I agree with them, great; if I don’t, oh well, on my merry way I go. And if I’m completely honest, I’m not sure if this is a result of genuine open-mindedness or apathy. (Maybe a bit of both.)More Like This
I’m always tired. Always. I live in perpetual exhaustion. I’m 25 years old, I shouldn’t be feeling like this yet, but I am. I walk around in a fog, in a daze, and I’m at this impasse where I want to accomplish a lot but at the same time I don’t want to do anything, and most days I just can’t manage to motivate myself.
I need to get back into wr
Talks with Tolkien artists - complete listA complete list of all interviews from the "Talks with Tolkien artists" series. It will be updated after each interview posted.More Like This
1. with Gold-Seven :iconGold-Seven: fav.me/d6aprnx
2. with steamey :iconsteamey: fav.me/d6bx1lc
3. with ekukanova :iconekukanova: fav.me/d6dzooz
4. with Tulikoura :icontulikoura:
In the Undying Lands (Reunion of the Ringbearers)“A white wing! There are sails on the horizon! A ship comes from the East!”More Like This
A messenger ran down the stair of polished stone that winds from the Tower of the Seeing Stone to the elf city of Avallonë on Tol Eressëa. Joyfully he called aloud his news for all to hear, and the inhabitants of the city stayed their music for a spell and hearkened to him gladly, for ships came seldom now to the Undying Lands, and many of the Eldar still yearned for tidings from sundered Arda. For through long parting from the lands where once they had walked for many ages of the world, the elves held ever in their hearts a love of Middle Earth, and though to dwell nigh Valinor was to know joy and peace as the world below knows not, still many grieved for the parting even as they sang for the lights of Varda and the music that drifted ever from the west. Therefore they came to the messenger and eagerly pressed him for details of this new arrival, for not yet could even the keenest elf eye