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Faeries and the Peasant Girl by Yuliya Litvinova
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geralt is canonically a man with muscles of steel and a heart of glass in the wise words of mister michał żebrowski and that’s on that
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The Fox and Sparrowhawk cannot gain mastery over the Ard Gaeth, the Gate of Worlds. Once they had it，And then lost it.
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Now that Eurovision is over, I want you all, especially the Americans, to take a good hard look at how the voting results turned out when people boycotted the event.
In the UK, the viewing figures were down about 2 million people compared to last year. Up to 2 million people made the conscious decision to not watch and not vote because of Israel's inclusion.
The final results of the public vote, Israel came in first place in the UK and got 12 points. Because the only people watching and voting were people who backed Israel or at least didn’t care one way or another.
This doesn't matter. It's a music contest. The boycott was still the right thing to do because it is just a show at the end of the day, and the viewing figures have more impact than the results.
But it is also a good object lesson to show you what happens if you boycott a vote over something that does matter. Choosing not to vote in, let's say, a presidential election will have similar results.
I’ve said it and I’ll keep saying it. It makes me sick and I will choke on voting for Biden but I WILL do it. Why? Because we are playing a long game. This is not a sprint. It is a marathon. Moreover, if we do not keep certain people out of power now, the course will be destroyed entirely and we will have NO race to run. Fancy metaphor for, it is much harder, if not near impossible to overthrow a fascist regime than it is to make the long slog from oligarchy to democratic socialism. One will take tenacity, forethought, participation and sacrifice and heroic amounts of patience. The other will take untold amounts of bloodshed and have very little hope of success when you consider our military.
Considering our military. As goes the US, so goes the world. And that’s not hubris. That’s a military that is several times over larger and better equipped than any in the world. We aren’t out there doing “good” with it now and haven’t been for some time. But it could be SO much worse.
If you have studied history at all, then you have to see that we are balanced at the precipice. Now is not the time to push us over. Now is the time to do the hard work of pulling us back from the edge and building a goddamn safety fence so that this doesn’t ever happen again for anyone in the world. We could have stopped what’s happening in Palestine right now if we had done this work 50 years ago. Hell, we never would have gotten to this point if we had gotten our shit together after WW1.
Capitalist consumerist poisoning is when you think “boycotting” a vote is… a thing.
Who do you think’s gonna pick the good president? The free hand of the market?
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by the way geralt of rivia is actually kind and softhearted under everything that he’s built up and cares very deeply for people in ways that he’s not equipped to express because he’s only ever been taught violence. if you even care.
NOBODY TALKS ABOUT THIS.
@vesemirs these tags are soooo good!!
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Birthday gift
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from big-eyed eternal child to death herself
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‘‘An elven mandala,’ he said soon after, raising his head. ‘The so-called blathan caerme, or garland of destiny: stylised oak blossom, bridewort and broom flowers. A tower being struck by lightning–a symbol of chaos and destruction, for the Old Races… And above the tower–’
‘A swallow,’ Ciri completed. ‘Zireael. My name.’
- Ciri & Vysogota Tower of the Swallow
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That old man actually has no effect on me any more
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it’s so hard being your father’s son (female)
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Avallac'h：I will not let you take my memories of her away. The Lady of the Lake
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Ciri and her Trophy.
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they are canceling me for the way i deal with grief. also, for the infinite number of destroyed universes
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shut up warhorse is giving me hans capon canonically singing henry a hero's serenade rhyming luck with fuck??? Istvan being the most intense motherfucker complete with henry parallelism? Red PTSD flashbacks and his parents' wedding memory??? I'm not talking about anything else for 6 months WE GOT MUTT BACK
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Love in The Witcher Saga
@fagflint got me thinking about pears
Anonymous asked:
how are you liking the dune saga? Did you finish reading all of it already?
I am currently at God Emperor of Dune, and I am probably going to stop after this one. By what I've read and heard, the quality of Herbert's ideas and writing decreases rapidly after GEOD. It also seems like the first four books form a natural set of meditations.
It's a madly relevant book for my interests. How can I say "no" when the Litany Against Fear encapsulates the central conflict of prescience and warns of the impending plot right from the get go? People commend Dune for meditations on ecological sensitivity, politics, religion, and power. That's cool. I fixate on metaphysics. And the genetics and eugenics (see gwern on this for a good time), since these underlie the madness of Dune's philosophy in an eerily similar manner to The Witcher. It's a bit like reading from the perspective of the elven Sages. However, I sense I have better uses for my time than reading its last two parts' brooding on sex; context around the author's life adds to the distaste, and as for love, its special role is implied sufficiently strongly in the first four editions (except in the case of Jessica, where it may be theorized that her bearing a daughter instead of a son may have been influenced by the future-Paul via the retrocausal influence of prescience).
Bears repeating then that I picked up the series for several of its core ideas. Herbert's style is not noteworthy, minus an occasional bout of descriptive poetry, and the characterisations are forgettable. Exceptions for me consisting in young Alia and Stilgar; the rest are dominated by the plot.
Something quoteworthy:
The flesh surrenders itself, he thought. Eternity takes back its own. Our bodies stirred these waters briefly, danced with a certain intoxication before the love of life and self, dealt with a few strange ideas, then submitted to the instruments of Time. What can we say of this? I occurred. I am not . . . yet, I occurred. - Dune Messiah