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Your Moment Of Zen: The Evolution Of Pro Wrestlers [2015?]

I first remember seeing this last year sometime, but it’s still such a rad an honest look at how wrestler go from being entertained to becoming superstars!

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The Police Department Vs. Billy Gunn & Kevin Thorn NWA-CCW Bad Influence [February 14th, 2016]

Long before I met Officer Rod Street, I’d been watching videos of his matches and had become a big fan of his shtick. The Police Department, composed of Officer Rod Street and Deputy Dave (w/ Lieutenant Eva) will make you laugh with their introduction and entrance, but once the bell rings, these guys are some of the most solid competitors you’ll see on the indies. They’d have to be more than prepared in this battle, facing off against the team of “Mr. Ass” Billy Gunn and Kevin Thorn!

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But the thing is, it doesn’t matter how long you’ve been in love with someone (or how long you haven’t been in love with someone) – you can still fall in love with them all over again even if they’re just right next to you. There are just those moments, you know. When you watch your lover’s eyes light up while reading their favourite book or when they scribble down some note and their face does that thing where they look so concentrated; the furrowed eyebrows and the sharp eyes, and in these tiny moments, it’s just�� It’s just, you stop what you’re doing for a second and something washes over you. It can never be put into words, but all you know is that somehow it brings a smile to your face, and you just think, “Wow. This beautiful person exists.” Even if you’ve realised it 10, 20, 50 times before on that very same day, it still feels like you fell in love all over again, every time. And you’re pretty damn lucky to feel that way; to have someone like that who could make you feel so much without doing much of anything. Know that it might not ever come again. Hold on to it.

5/? from the lessons i’ve learned - n.h.s [percussionhearts] (via percussionhearts)

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Do you ever wonder how much you exist in other people’s lives? I’m always curious if people think of me when a certain song comes on, or when they pass through a certain town. I wonder how many stories I’ve been a part of that I may have forgotten. I wonder if I still I exist in the minds of people that I don’t speak to anymore. I wonder how many times a day I pass through someone’s head.

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i’m so grateful for the people who don’t give up on me and are patient with me while i’m distant and trying to figure myself out

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i’m so grateful for the people who don’t give up on me and are patient with me while i’m distant and trying to figure myself out

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Lord bless us with more gains in 2016. (at San Francisco Baby!!!!!)

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REPOST @staythecourse_. This officer is a true WARRIOR.

These are words from a personal friend who responded to one of his brothers attempted execution.

Last night, you were stopped at the red light at 60th and Spruce. You were working solo, probably bored out of your mind because it was a quiet night. As the light turned green, you proceeded through the intersection. What you didn’t see was a man approaching your driver side window with a fully loaded handgun by his side. Without warning or provocation, he raised his weapon and began firing into your vehicle. Shot after shot, bullets ripped through the driver side door. Relentlessly, he continued his assault and started to make his way closer: 9 feet. 6 feet. 3 feet. Until finally his pistol was inside the driver side window of your vehicle. He continued to squeeze off rounds at point blank range. I know this because I watched the surveillance video showing his assassination attempt. You ducked your head down at just the right moment that rounds actually missed your head by inches. 3 bullets tore into your arm, shattering the bone and severing an artery. Without hesitation, you fought your attacker almost instantly. You drew your service weapon and viciously returned fire. It was literally a fight for life and death. Your shots were fierce and accurate enough that he retreated. He was wounded but continued to fire as he fled. You exited your car and attempted to pursue this coward, but your gunshot wounds were too much. The blood poured out of your arm like a faucet and into the street. You hit the microphone on your radio “SHOTS FIRED! SHOTS FIRED! I’m shot, give me more units. 60th and Spruce. I’m bleeding profusely!” Every cop in the city and surrounding counties responded. I was only 2 minutes away, but it felt like it took me an hour. We almost crashed 3 separate times trying to get to you. Other officers (who are in my squad and that I’m damn proud of) chased after the shooter and caught him a block away, the smoking pistol still in his possession. 2 officers threw you in their car and rushed you to Presbyterian hospital where their trauma unit and surgeons worked through the night to stop the bleeding.

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last year was rough as fuck and these past two days haven’t gotten any easier cmonnnn 2016

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I ❤️ her. #sienajames (at Westfield Valley Fair)

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Happy thanksgiving from our family to yours. #secondhugemeal #timeforanap #happythanksgiving (at El Dorado Hills, California)

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#Repost @one.rae ・・・ 2016 #TODOLIST -- Take my hand and let's go to a place where life is simple--exactly how it was before we made it complicated. Break free from societal norms. Break free from societal pressures, by finding your true heart song... Lose your ego self-- the part of you that is told that you cannot be weak... that you cannot fail... that you cannot make mistakes... Let go and lose your ego self. Find truth in weakness, failure and mistakes. Find the real you, before the world made being "you" seem a lot more complicated. Take my hand, let's go to a place where you are simply "you" (at San Francisco Baby!!!!!)

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She said, “Look Mommy, it looks so beautiful.”

I spent amazing quality time with her these past few days,

while countless lives across the planet perished.

I’ve been telling myself this:

“Be thankful for every second as it comes and passes… for every second brings us closer to our ultimate fate. Death is certain, but essential. We suffer because we fear.”

Social media continues to shed light on how out of harmony humanity truly is, but it has also proved that the energy of Compassion, Love, Understanding, Prayer, Hope, and Empathy is not completely lost.

I say to myself:

“Society teaches us to practice… not for goodness’ sake, but to be better than. Society teaches us to practice chasing an unattainable perfection. Teaches us to practice feeding our desires. Teaches us to practice neglecting our families (the true embodiment of love) to obtain a position on an imaginary throne with lots of useless, shiny things.

Living in your own bubble is easy. Giving into what Ego wants is fun, but every now and then you need to look around. Not down or to the Heavens, but around and into eyes of every living thing and see that every single one of them is suffering. Whether it be mentally of physically. On the surface or in the roots. 

Suffering is everywhere out there and inside of you.

Deny the practice society is teaching.

You will get great at what you practice.

Hug your daughter often.

Practice presence. Practice love. Practice compassion. Practice understanding. Practice acceptance. Practice empathy. Practice patience. Practice mindfulness.

Practice until you live every day in a state of grace. Living for and being led by

love and not fear.”

I tell myself these things everyday, all day… just to get through the day…

as I encounter disrespect and hate from all kinds. Be it because I am short and small….. because I look young… because I am a woman… because of my racial, (but undeniably ethnic) ambiguity, my semi popularity, my insecurities and lack of confidence, my sadness…

I digress.

I share what I say to myself, with other people… not to preach, but because it is in my nature to share.  

I don’t have my shit together at all and I will never pretend to.

Sorry for the ramble.

I hope whoever reads this finds a thought to hold on to, that will bring them the peace they need to get through the night.

(Photo by Namiko Love)

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