“Discover Of The Moment: Turns Out That The Feeling Of Homesickness Of A Place That You Never Were

"I love my mother. I really do.

And I know that she loves me too. I know that she made difficult choices in order of that love and I know that she sacrificed a lot too. I love her for that, for chosing me over other things, other people, other choices.

But there are days where I cause her to be angry, by disobeying her, by not listening to her, and she says the cruelest things I never thought I would hear from her, and I can't help but think that a part of her, a little yet significant part of her, thinks that I owe her for that. I, her only daughter, owe her all the sweat, all the tears, all the blood she lost for loving me. A part of her that will always blame me for what she had to do.

And I don't know if I should feel like I do owe her my own sweat, tears and blood.

Should I? Is it true that I owe her all of that? Is it true that I have to give all of that back to her one day? Do I have to sacrifice myself too? ”

—a quiet thought that I had to write down.

Oh, my soul, why do you rebel? Please find wisdom. My desire is that the truth be revealed to you and the understanding come to you, which only the God who loved you can grant you.

What reward do you think awaits you far from the Lord? Surrender to Him, to the almighty being who bled for you, who chose you above power, who abdicated glory to save you.

What do you gain by disowning Him? Do not be foolish, nor arrogant, nor proud. Please, my soul, be wise. Be wise. Be meek, for only the God who loved you knows what is best for you, and only He can grant it.

Why do you resist your Creator? Surrender, O my soul, and unite yourself to the Spirit, who reminds you that the Lord of lords, the King of kings, who owes you nothing, loves you, and by that love you are saved.

Surrender, O my soul, to Jehovah, to Yahweh, to the God of the impossible, who preferred to die rather than renounce you.

—The solivagant. (another alias)

I just finished Sweet Tooth.

What do I do with my existence now?

Well well well, would you look at that. I used the cat's pic cause I felt like such when I realized, but this photo of yours reminded me of my own dogs back home. Turns out they can be scary too. 😆

People, I am an oneironaut.

I just woke up of my nap and I remember a little of my dream, yet I precisely remember that I could pause it, play it back, play it forward. I could control my own dream.

I remember one thing: I saw a man. Tall, with raven hair and all dressed in black. I dont remember his face, but I remember that I knew he was angry for something.

Should I sleep again or I am in danger?

Miraculous the movie is a fanservice and in that essay I will point:

LADYNOIR.

Adrien with headphones cause he's introvert at some point. Do not dare to contradict me.

Marinette being a liiiiiitle more confident.

Chat Noir being really really more unhinged than the series. Plus, THE WATERMELON.

The whole power of Nooroo.

Plagg being way disgusting, as expected jsjs.

Adrien being depressed and listening to THAT SONG OF ALL.

THE OLD FANARTS CAME TO REAL AHHHHHHH.

That little marichat scene where Marinette lauched herself to save Chat.

Gabriel doing what he did mostly for his son.

MARINETTE'S DRESS.

Alya and Nino 🤩

THE REVEAL.

Conclusion: ✨👄✨/10

What one's capable of.

There are moments, flashes, where you get a glimpse of what you're capable of.

They happen when you less expect it. When you're walking towards college or your job, when you're alone in your house, when you're sorrounded by people that may be friends or not.

For less than a second, or for countless ages, you are able to see how much power you were gifted with. You see, that if you leave that habit, you will reach a goal. You see, that if you don't stop, you'll be on a place you always wanted to be. You see that, if you stop being prideful, and just do what it's needed, you will cross the limit. You see that, if you don't give up, every doubt, yours or someone else's will not matter.

See? You're the only one that's stoping you. Giving just a little to achieve the greatest is never enough. You have to be willing to leave some things behind, cause they're like a chain that ties you down to where you are, and if you wanna reach your dream and smile wide, with a fullfilled heart and a determinated mind, you gotta be willing.

You gotta be willing.

And then, it's just matter of effort and time.

You were gifted with power. Learn to use it, and use it well.

*insert Darwin scream from The Amazing World of Gumball*

SYLKI STANS!

If you didn’t know yet, there is a Loki season one novelization, and it is full of the sweetest pro-sylki paragraphs. And yes, it is an official Marvel item!!

book links at the end of the post :)

Mari (user @/maybeloveishate on Twitter) made a thread of the copy of the book in Portuguese, and here are snippets of the book in English (with my favorite parts in pink!)

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On the train:

“She was genuinely very funny. He almost… liked her.”

On Lamentis:

“He couldn’t help but be impressed by the way she fought. She was elegant and gracious, full of skill and strength. If they weren’t in the middle of an apocalypse, maybe he would stop to watch.”

“Even in the end of the world, Loki thought, the things are beautiful. He looked at Sylvie. She was beautiful too. ‘I’m sorry’ he said sincerely. Sylvie’s eyes met his. It was hard to bear seeing the sadness in her.”

“Asteroids continued to fall around Loki, yet he couldn't let go of Sylvie's hand, nor stop looking into her eyes. A cloud of dust and rocks rained toward them. In a matter of seconds, he would swallow them, and he realized he didn't care as much as he thought he would. He had never felt this way before. That somehow all the bad things were worth it if he could just have this one, brilliant, indisputably good thing.”

The TVA arrest:

“Whatever was going to happen, Loki knew that Sylvie would be with him on the other side, and they would live to see another day born. Together.”

Mobius interrogates Loki (he says Sylvie is, and then isn't, dead)

“Something was hurting in his core. Everything was hurting. That was wrong. It couldn't be. He sank into the uncomfortable chair, feeling as if the entire universe had perched on his chest.”

“And at that moment, the world stopped.”

“Loki exhaled. He had never been so relieved before. Was this what it was like to like someone?”

The Void:

“Loki listened to Sylvie's inspiring words and felt them spin in his chest like moving leaves, a feeling of change, of new life. It was spring and sweetness mixed with trepidation. Love really did strange things with your heart.”

Blanket scene:

“Loki looked at her, then. Really looked at her. ‘I care about you’, he wanted to say.”

"He couldn't look at her. But he also couldn't not look at her.”

“Loki couldn't look at her without feeling his face get hot. So he looked down instead, smiling disconcertedly.”

“His face was so close to Sylvie’s, so close that he could smell her hair.”

“He had never spoken so honestly about his feelings with anyone. Was this what true friendship was like? Was this what it was like to love someone?”

“And then Loki’s heart did the inconceivable: it literally beat faster.”

The Kiss:

“She dropped the sword. And then kissed him. Their lips fit, and Loki felt time pause, flowing like honey. How had he lived all this time without feeling this? Now that he knew what it was like to love someone, to really love someone, he would never be the same. Sylvie kissed him, and left him lost in time. Everything stopped. Nothing else mattered.”

After Sylvie killed HWR:

“For a moment Sylvie just stood there, everything went white, like a new page, or a tombstone without an epitaph. she made it. she really made it. she found him, and she killed him. and betrayed Loki for that. her heart felt heavy and she started crying. her legs gave in.”

After the citadel:

“He wanted everything to be good for her. No matter what happened, whether he met Sylvie again or not, he would try his best to make things better. So, maybe... just maybe, they could live together in that better world.”

BOOK LINKS

copy from fishpond (English version, ships free everywhere)

copy from the original Australian site (English version, ships only in Australia)

copy from Amazon Spain

copy from Amazon Mexico

copy from Amazon Brazil

My mother thinks that Nami is in love with Zoro.

What do I tell to her?

So, watched Dune a few days ago and didn't understand too much till I did my research. I liked it, the language is kinda difficult, yet intriguing.

You can imagine I already watched Dune 2.

I was meant to, with a friend of mine, that bought tickets for both of us to see it.

The thing here is that I was working and had a couple of things to do before watching the movie, and I had just 20 minutes.

Didn't make It.

Let's just say I'm happy and sad, cause i'm still not conected with the story of Dune at the point i'm eager. But i'll get to watch it soon I suppose.

The desert punk is interesting, and even if the "chosen one" trope is cheesy, it's understandable. I still don't get why Paul is the one Muab'dib (think is written like that) and by who was he chosen and what does he has to do, but I like the story.

The grief of an ancient heart.

I do not know something ancient enough to say this with all right, but I can provide a truth as old as time: pain traspasses everything. No one, nor human, god or beyond, is safe from it.

But I can provide hope, too; love is the same. Nor man, creature or being is beyond love, so lay and rest knowing that love can heal you, if you let it.

—The Solivagant.