“Mais c’est encore l’absurde et sa vie contradictoire qui nous enseigne. Car l’erreur est de penser que cette quantité d’expériences dépend des circonstances de notre vie quand elle ne dépend que de nous. Il faut ici être simpliste. À deux hommes vivant le même nombre d’années, le monde fournit toujours la même somme d’expériences. C’est à nous d’en être conscients. Sentir sa vie, sa révolte, sa liberté, et le plus possible, c’est vivre et le plus possible. Là où la lucidité règne, l’échelle des valeurs devient inutile. Soyons encore plus simplistes. Disons que le seul obstacle, le seul « manque à gagner » est constitué par la mort prématurée. L’univers suggéré ici ne vit que par op- position à cette constante exception qu’est la mort. C’est ainsi qu’aucune profondeur, aucune émotion, aucune passion et aucun sacrifice ne pourraient rendre égales aux yeux de l’homme absurde (même s’il le souhaitait), une vie consciente de quarante ans et une lucidité étendue sur soixante ans. La folie et la mort, ce sont ses irrémédiables. L’homme ne choisit pas. L’absurde et le surcroît de vie qu’il comporte ne dépendent donc pas de la volonté de l’homme mais de son contraire qui est la mort. En pesant bien les mots, il s’agit uniquement d’une question de chance. Il faut savoir y consentir. Vingt ans de vie et d’expériences ne se remplaceront plus jamais.”
“Sadly, girls’ trauma is more likely to be missed than that of boys. In children younger than about 11, boys tend to act out and behave badly if they are unhappy – so their trauma is noticed and (hopefully) addressed.Girls tend to react by becoming “people pleasers”. It’s as if they see trauma as a punishment, and hope that they can avoid it by being “good”. They will talk less, work harder, always be springing up ready to help anyone with anything at the slightest indication they may want it. They watch the emotional states of adults like a hawk and soothe, placate and offer practical help at the slightest sign of anger or displeasure. As this is the kind of behavior encouraged in girls, no one takes any notice until it’s too late.”
the crazy thing about her was that i knew i was in love but i didn’t know which way. and maybe it was that i noticed how sweaters always seemed to fall on her bony shoulders just right— and how her eyes made me feel like the sky during a thunderstorm— but i think i knew friends don’t get to thinking about those sorts of things. and maybe it was because i knew that she loved that sad strummy acoustic shit (because i did too) or maybe it was because i knew she dreamed about glaciers and mountains (because i did too) or of stage managing with pretty spreadsheets or dirt between your toes (i also dreamt of these things). but she filled my head with other things, like her laugh and how it sounded like goldenrod and autumn afternoons and her murmured words to a campfire anthem and those sweaters that always fell just right. i’m six hundred nineteen point four miles away from her right now and all i can think about is how she pulls freakin electricity out of my bones, man she makes my heart feel like a cumulo-fucking-nimbus cloud and she’s just my friend the kind of friend to send over songs at midnight (this one is saving my life, she said), we’re just friends, and she tells me to live and do great things and we’re just friends, just friends, just friends. but i still wonder friends shouldn’t get to thinking about these sorts of things.
being attracted to older women like, am i attracted to her because she’s hot??? because she’s probably unobtainable?? is it my mommy issues????? anyways, i love a milf
Do you ever hear someone say something about your field of interest that is wrong and you have to stop yourself from physically cringing but you gotta stay strong and cool cause you don’t wanna be ‘That NerdTM’?
there is no deep meaning to this, this is when I see people refering to Excalibur as “The Sword in The Stone”
Wait I though the sword in the stone is Excalibur. What is it then?
The Sword in the Stone is Caliburn, and was the way be became king. Excalibur was the sword given to him by the Lady of the Lake after he broke Caliburn fighting King Pellinore.
I have been educated today and I appreciate it
I did not expect everyone else to also like swords this much.
1) Thank you, Kap, for clearing up this misconception.
2) I am always down to be That Nerd™
Please nerd splurge to me at literally any time about anything I love hear hyper specific interests
there’s something so satisfying about umbrellas that just immediately pop open when you press a button.. so suave.. so sexy.. watch me open my umbrella and shield myself from the rain in one swift movement and tell me that’s not smooth. not hot. you can’t. because it was SO sexy
i’m never hotter than when i just pop open my umbrella and casually swing it to my shoulder. that’s peak me baby. never gonna be any cooler than that
