The depth of your grief is an expression of the deepness of your love. I promise the pain will subside, but it will take time. You will get through this. And your memories will give you a bittersweet comfort.
The depth of your grief is an expression of the deepness of your love. I promise the pain will subside, but it will take time. You will get through this. And your memories will give you a bittersweet comfort.
That was also realistically powerful. I am glad I made it through the picture, if only to be reminded of the horror of sending young men to kill each other. Saving Private Brian is a masterpiece, but most of us aren’t capable of more than a single viewing.
The opening starts with D-Day and it destroyed my emotions. I was ricocheting from terror to grief back to terror and being drowned in sensory overload. Twenty minutes of cinema around the horror of war and the mass infliction of death was unbearable. I cried for an hour afterwards and I can never bring myself to watch it again. The movie was definitely a masterpiece, and it’s a story that should be told, but it is brutal.
Corralary would be “It’s fine to admit I don’t know”. Being open to my ignorance and blind spots allows me to learn. This is good advice to everyone, but especially to those who are used to having a lot of knowledge, or at least think they do.
Clothes in general. Sure, you can get and Old Navy T-shirt for ~$3-4, but they break down quickly. However, even a mid-level shirt from someplace like Land’s End or Eddie Bauer on sale can last year after year. Same with pants, jeans, coats, jackets, belts and other clothing. It’s also why it sucks to be poor. Needs need to be met immediately, but since you’re needing to keep food on the table and a roof over your head, so you buy what you can afford, even knowing that it’s more expensive in the long term.
Bill Gates and the Rothschilds, of course. Duh…
“Hand daddy his washing rag!”
Is this why he stands like a toddler about to make poopie pants?
I was just thinking that!
Moms for Liberty will go away, however some other AstroTurf group will find a way to fleece the flock with manufactured outrage.
Yup. I also groan when I sit down. You just had to call me out, didn’t you?
I know you are joking, but I suspect that many people would swallow this idea while without any thought whatsoever.
Yes, we live in an age of uncritical thought.
Why is it the ones you most expect?
Microwaves are going for making ganache…
There is so much music they moves us, so it’s hard to pick one, especially for me. Because of that, I’ll choose one that I haven’t seen yet but deeply hits me hard: John Coltrrane’s “A Love Supreme”. It came at the peak of his career. The first three parts were supple, mysterious, joyful sparkles of light, like dragonflies and butterflies dashing and fluttering on a beautiful summer day. Pure smiles, floating heart stuff. Then the final act hits. It’s a prayer of gratitude and reverence, a reflection of the magesty of existence. It gripped my head and heart, leaving me vulnerable and open, crying in awe.
I love this album with all my heart. And yes, it makes me weep in rapture every time I hear it.
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