Neuro doc by day, dark fantasy fangirl by night. Gamer since age four, Stephen King devotee, and if it’s got dragons or broken characters, I’m in. Welcome to my corner—bring snacks.
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“there was life way before you happened and there will be life after you happen.”
— moving on. finally.
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“I am so proud of you boys.” ➤ Whumptober 2020 | No. 11 – PSYCH 101 || Crying
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sci fi is about one thing and one thing only…..actors throwing themselves around a room to simulate the ship being hit
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SPN Hiatus Creations | Week Six
Winchester Brothers
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You’re only in my dreams but I like to think you’re out there looking for me in reality.
~ Jay x
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There is a phrase used to describe people, often strangers, as “ships passing in the night.” The phrase is meant to describe how fleeting the intersection of two lives can be, how briefly people we don’t know can flicker in and out of our lives.
But when I read about the Titanic, I think we can push the phrase further. Because sometimes, as you pass another ship in the night, you may hear a cry in the dark. A person in danger. A shout for help. Distress rockets and SOS signals wailing into the night. A stranger in crisis.
And in those fleeting moments as your ship passes theirs, you get to make the choice- are you the Californian, the closest ship to the Titanic, which saw the distress rockets and saw the lights on the horizon and sat and did nothing; or are you the Carpathia, turning on a dime, pushing all steam to the engines, racing to help.
We can not say for sure what caused the Californian to not help the Titanic in that night of crisis. Whether is was apathy or incompetence or fear, we don’t know.
But we know that every single soul who survived the Titanic survived because of the Carpathia. Because the crew and the passengers of that ship raced nearly 60 miles through ice fields above their maximum speed in the dead of night, readying life boats, readying triage, to pull them from the water.
So, yes, we are ships passing in the night, and when given the chance to turn away or do good, always err on the side of reckless compassion.
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maybe yes I’m ugly and I’m not particularly talented and I’m not doing my best and I don’t know anything about myself and I’m still learning names for my feelings
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Hey, Cas, tell me you got something that doesn’t involve chicks in prison.
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Know in your heart that you will attract everything that is meant for you.
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