#eternal optimism

[doomspaniels]

Before Tristan requested chews yesterday morning, I was already making a puzzle for Gwyn: wax paper bags tied into knots, rolled up in a paper bag. Gwyn even paused chewing her bone when I finished the puzzle, to tear it open and play with it briefly, then resumed chewing the bone.

At bedtime Gwyn picked up one of the knots again. She played with it until she noticed my interest. Then she decided it was more valuable as a trade, and insistently offered it to me, hoping for a treat. (She got her treat.)

Note Tristan hoping for some Extortion Hours over there, waiting for somebody to drop something so he can help to return it.

[eternal-gardens]

And perhaps whatever you hope for will come true.

[faunandfloraas]

Eternity, Bang Chan - 2024 // Eternity, Arthur Stace - 1932 to 1966.

In 1932, residents all over the city of Sydney started noticing something interesting, the word “Eternity” written on the pavement or wall, over and over again. The word was seemingly written by the same person each time, in a beautiful copperplate script. The mystifying and intriguing presence of graffiti before graffiti was commonplace had Sydney residents pondering who this "Eternity man" could be. In 1956, the mystery was solved- Arthur Stace, a former soldier and alcoholic, turned man of faith, had inscribed the word over Sydney's suburbs more than half a million times between 1932 and 1966. He chose to write the word in the early hours of the morning, when few people were around, managing to keep his identity a secret for over 20 years. Something about the word eternity, written in fleeting chalk on the ever-changing city streets, seemed to compel locals- Newspaper writers published account after account speculating on the identity of this unknown man and the occasional false confession helped to maintain the air of wonder and mystery that surrounded the anonymous "Eternity man". Even after his identity had been revealed, Mr. Eternity, as he came to be dubbed, continued writing his eponymous "Eternity" across the walkways and walls of Sydney for another decade, becoming a beloved character in the city until his passing at the age of 82, in 1967. Now, nearly 60 years after the final "Eternity" by Arthur Stace was written, his message of eternity still manages to permeate the minds of Sydneysiders- becoming a representative word of the city.

[mlobsters]

midnight mass s1e7 book vii: revelation (w. mike flanagan) // true detective s1e3 the locked room // true detective s1e5 the secret fate of all life (w. nic pizzolato)

-> on eternal return

[taylor-swift-bracket]

I saw a YouTube short asking which one of these albums was going to win album of the year. I added Cowboy Carter to the list and was curious how you felt about these albums

[gravecircuit]

Unicorn Warriors Eternal (2023)

[emmashouldbewriting]

i love football. there's actually no sport in the world more magical

[beck-a-leck]

Found a 3oT text dump and I'm reading through it now because it's a much faster way to pick up bits I'd forgotten when I last played Trio of Towns to collect for inspiration and future bits in Earth and Rebirth.

And I just came across this gem from Ford's dialogue:

Brad and I have been friends since I first moved to Westown. He was one of the first to come up and speak to me when I arrived. In fact, he would barge into my house and leave meals on my table on a daily basis. Eventually, I caved in and began going to his restaurant instead.

And I just KNOW from the moment Brad met Ford he looked at him and immediately clocked "This man is not eating enough, and wouldn't know flavor if it bit him on the ass. I have to fix this!" and decided the best method of "fixing" that was to just casually barge into Ford's house, without invitation and I imagine actually break in once or twice, to ensure he had real food and honestly.

Gotta respect that energy.

Bet Ford only caved and started going to the restaurant because Brad's intrusions were unpredictable and happened whenever he had a few spare minutes to run a take out box of the daily special across town for Ford.

[dreamgirleviltaylorsversion]

All my favs most recent albums

[tswwwit]

Wait, aww does dipper sometimes cook for bill? (Well saying making spicy instant noodles is cooking is a little far fetched but still)

I mean, sometimes!

In the Familiar AU, Dipper and Mabel basically grew up with Stan - and experienced the cooking skills thereof. When faced with choosing a life of glitter in his digestive tract, or earnest but burnt waffles, Dipper figured he might as well learn to cook. He's not winning any culinary awards or anything, but he can follow a recipe and make a decent pasta dish.

Besides. The alternative to Dipper cooking for Bill - is Bill cooking for Dipper. And since Bill's idea of delicacies involve terms like 'unholy abomination', 'unbearably spicy', or 'still squirming', Dipper's more likely than not to shove him out of the kitchen.

They mostly get lot of takeout.

[mqfx]

I get what ppl mean but I still think it's not impossible for hc and mq to be--if not Friends--then at least friendly Enough, for xl's sake of course but also it's not such a big misunderstanding that it can't be fixed with a life-changing road trip and some shrooms. trust me I've played the diplomatic envoy before

[diorgirl444]

my favourite head cannon is me actually finishing things that i’ve started writing

[eternal-gardens]

The Prophet ﷺ said, “I am amazed by optimism, the good word, the kind word.”

— Ṣaḥīḥ al-Bukhārī 5422

[iniziare]

Tag drop: Solas

[selfinflictedgunshotwound]

it's kinda heartbreaking that every single person i know in real life is actually "where they should be" (that elusive sentiment) in life rn in their mid twenties like my best friend since 2nd grade is 8 months pregnant living w/ her boyfriend, my other best friend since 6th grade is married and living a very happy life, all my friends/acquaintances from school (99% of which i no longer talk to) are either married &/or have kids &/or have a job and it's just like. i've had two jobs but nothing i've ever done has felt like it was real or that i earned it. i just happened to fall into certain situations because i am not living life... life is living ME. i'm 25 and i've done fucking nothing and it feels so evil to just be here staring watching life pass me by while all the people i love move forward... i can't even pass go like what's the point of even being on the board. not gonna kill myself though at least not yet because what if things somehow magically get better... can you tell that's the only hope i have in this entire world... magic.

[sputnikodin]

i'm excited honestly this feels like the start of a good thing¹