#notice of renewal of judgement

[cwprocess]

Fast, Secure, and Easy: Online Renewal of Judgments Across the Nation

Effortless Legal Compliance: Online Judgment Renewal Simplified

In today’s fast-paced digital era, legal procedures are evolving to become more accessible and efficient. One such transformation is the online renewal of judgment, which simplifies the process of extending the enforceability of court judgments. Previously, renewing a judgment required physical paperwork, long processing times, and multiple visits to the courthouse. Now, a streamlined digital approach ensures a seamless experience, promoting effortless legal compliance for individuals and businesses alike.

Understanding Online Renewal of Judgment

A judgment is a court’s decision that legally enforces a financial obligation or other legal orders. However, these judgments are not enforceable indefinitely and must be renewed before their expiration to remain valid. The online renewal of judgment allows judgment creditors to extend the legal enforceability of their claims without unnecessary delays. By transitioning to an online platform, legal professionals and individuals can efficiently manage their obligations with minimal effort.

The Importance of Judgment Renewal

Judgment creditors often face challenges when collecting debts, especially when the debtor is unable to pay immediately. If a creditor fails to renew the judgment before its expiration, they may lose their legal right to collect the outstanding amount. This is why the renewal of judgment online is crucial, as it provides an automated and systematic approach to ensuring legal rights remain intact. The online system offers timely reminders and simplified procedures, making compliance easier than ever before.

The Process of Online Renewal of Judgment

The online renewal of judgment process follows a structured format that ensures accuracy and efficiency. Below is a step-by-step guide to how the digital system operates:

Account Registration – Users must create an account on the official legal portal that facilitates judgment renewals.

Case Search – By entering relevant details such as case number or debtor information, users can locate their existing judgment.

Filing the Renewal Request – The system provides an electronic form where users input necessary details regarding the judgment.

Submission of Notice of Renewal of Judgment – A notice of renewal of judgment is automatically generated, notifying all involved parties of the extension request.

Verification and Payment – Users review the provided details and pay the applicable processing fees through a secure online gateway.

Approval and Confirmation – Once verified, the renewal is processed, and users receive confirmation through email or digital notification.

This digital approach eliminates delays caused by manual paperwork, ensuring that judgments remain enforceable without complications.

Benefits of the Online Judgment Renewal System

The online renewal of judgment system provides numerous advantages that enhance legal compliance and efficiency. Some of the key benefits include:

1. Convenience and Accessibility

The ability to complete the renewal of judgment online means users no longer need to visit courthouses or submit physical documents. The process can be completed anytime, anywhere, making it highly convenient for legal professionals and individuals alike.

2. Time-Saving

Traditional judgment renewal procedures could take weeks due to bureaucratic delays and paperwork processing. With an online system, users can submit their renewal requests within minutes and track their status in real time.

3. Enhanced Accuracy and Reduced Errors

Manual paperwork increases the risk of errors, which can lead to unnecessary rejections or delays. The online system automatically verifies entered information, minimizing mistakes and ensuring accurate submissions.

4. Secure Digital Storage

All records of judgment renewal are stored securely on the digital platform, reducing the risk of lost or misplaced documents. This also allows easy retrieval of information whenever needed.

5. Automated Reminders and Notifications

One of the common reasons for missing judgment renewals is forgetting the deadline. The online renewal of judgment system provides automated alerts, ensuring that users receive timely reminders before their judgments expire.

6. Cost-Effective Process

By eliminating the need for physical documentation and multiple court visits, the online system significantly reduces associated legal expenses. This makes the judgment renewal process more affordable for individuals and businesses.

Ensuring Compliance with the Online System

To maximize the benefits of the online renewal of judgment, users must adhere to proper guidelines. Here are some essential tips:

Stay Updated on Deadlines: Always check the expiration date of your judgment to avoid last-minute rush.

Verify Information Before Submission: Ensure all details entered in the system are correct to prevent unnecessary delays.

Maintain Digital Copies of Documents: Although the platform stores records securely, keeping personal digital copies adds an extra layer of protection.

Check for Court Notifications: The system may issue additional instructions or requirements during the process, so reviewing notifications regularly is crucial.

The Future of Judgment Renewal Online

With the increasing adoption of digital solutions, the renewal of judgment online is expected to become even more efficient in the coming years. Potential improvements may include:

Integration with Other Legal Systems: Allowing seamless coordination between courts, attorneys, and financial institutions.

Artificial Intelligence (AI) Assistance: AI-driven recommendations and automated form-filling features to further streamline the process.

Blockchain-Based Security Measures: Enhancing document security and authenticity through blockchain technology.

Expanded Access to Self-Help Resources: Providing video tutorials, FAQs, and chat support to assist users with legal queries.

Conclusion

The online renewal of judgment has revolutionized the way legal professionals and individuals handle judgment extensions. By eliminating cumbersome paperwork and streamlining the process, this digital solution promotes effortless legal compliance. Whether you are a creditor looking to extend an enforceable judgment or an attorney managing multiple cases, embracing the renewal of judgment online ensures a more efficient, accurate, and secure legal process. As technology continues to advance, judgment renewals will only become more accessible, reinforcing a legal system that is modern, reliable, and convenient for all stakeholders.

[professorcalculusstanaccount]

Tintin Tarot, part 2 - the Fool's Journey Continues. Part 1 can be found here! Me and @josephscoat came up with a list of Tintin characters assigned to the major arcana cards in a tarot deck after she realised how well Tintin mapped onto the Fool.

The Hanged Man - Sacrifice, martydom and hesitation. Frank Wolff's death in Explorers on the Moon really stuck with me. I watched the 90s cartoon adaptation of it with a friend recently and even though I knew what was going to happen, it still hit very hard. I replaced the living tree, which represents the potential for growth and knowledge on the original card, with the planet Earth.

Death - New beginnings, metamorphosis, fear of change and decay. Even just for the imagery I had to use Rascar Capac. His use in the narrative seems to demonstrate a fear of the unknown. As the Hierophant and the child from the Sun card appear on the original Death card, I opted to use Rascar Capac as he's in the same story as the Prince of the Sun and Zorrino, who we assigned to the Hierophant and the Sun respectively! Professor Tarragon replaces the dying person on the ground in the original card, and Inti the Incan sun god watches over the scene.

Temperance - Middle path, patience, finding meaning, but also could mean excess and a lack of balance when reversed. Haddock is famous for his tendency to fly off the handle at a moment's notice. But Haddock also has endless patience for Tintin's bullshit. His character arc is one of finding meaning in his life after hitting rock bottom. He is pouring bottles of Loch Lomond, as seen in the Magician card.

The Devil - Addiction, lust, materialism, playfulness. Who else is more devillish than Tintin's arch nemesis, Rastapopoulos? His schemes grow wilder and larger as he pursues wealth and revenge. While sexuality is famously absent from the Tintin series, Rastapopoulos and his associates certainly lust over money and control. Tom and Allan are held in chains, though they are clearly removeable. The choice is theirs if they wish to walk away.

The Tower - Sudden upheaval, disaster, but also an avoidance of disaster in reverse. Calculus' reusable nuclear powered moon rocket was literally ahead of its time, representing a huge shake up in technological advancement in the Tintin universe. However, the moon mission attracted a lot of sabotage and disaster which was narrowly avoided. While the characters had to rely on the rocket for safety, it's not necessarily predictable.

The Star - Hope and rejuvenation, but also discouragement and insecurity in reverse. The phostile meteorite ushered a global wave of panic and speculation initially, but once it landed it became a beacon for competing factions to get to in time. It has a property that allows living things to grow quickly and abnormally large, representing the abundance the Star card is supposed to signal. The Star is supposed to follow the trauma of the Tower. Picking the rocket and meteorite felt thematically appropriate as both have associations with space, a relatively new frontier.

The Moon - Illusions, intuition, fear, confusion, misinterpretation. Professor Phostle jumps to conclusions and makes wild predictions from shaky calculations. He's also conveniently moon shaped.

The Sun - Inner child, joy, truth and liberation from struggle, or sadness and self doubt in reverse. Zorrino escapes the torment and bullying in his village and joins the Inca. Haddock and Tintin are immediately protective over him, with Zorrino being a little younger than Tintin.

Judgement - Releasing baggage, call to action, renewal, moving forward. Ramo Nash breaks free from Rastapopoulos' grasp and saves Tintin's life. I decided to depict the final confrontation scene from Alph Art where he pushes Rastapopoulos off a cliff, to his end.

The World - Culmination, success, completion, but stagnation in reverse. The Fool has seemingly completed his journey - Tintin has it all, a successful fulfilling career, friends who care about him and a manion to live in. But he is, by design, stagnant. Forever a cherub faced boy, stuck in an episodic serial by nature, Hergé wanted to kill him off by sealing him inside a resin statue, freezing him in place for eternity. He will forever be the Boy Reporter.

I dressed him as a Morris dancer because I thought it would be funny

[im-not-a-ghost]

Which good news are coming your way?

Group 1

Ace of wands, XI-Justice, 2 of cups, 8 of pentacles, 9 of pentacles

If you were going through a period of trials and tribulations, no matter which area of your life was impacted, know that this phase is coming to an end. Balance will be restored and you will receive retribution regarding a situation that you experienced as unfair and hurtful. You are coming out of this situation victorious. This may especially be true for those of you that were unfairly treated in a work situation and/or within a relationship. You will be entering a period of abundance and productivity. A shift is happening in your energies and your reality will thus be affected by it. You may feel more driven, inspired, joyful. You may notice that people are being more sociable when you are around. You may receive communication from one or several people that you hadn't heard of in a while. A renewal may be going on within a connection. If you were in a situation where a person wasn't reciprocating your time and energy, your feelings and interest, their behavior will change. If you were feeling like you were not being supported by people around you, you will notice that this tendency is being reversed. You may start getting help in unexpected ways, without even having to ask for it. Your hard work will be paying off, whatever area of your life you were working on. If you were trying to manifest any specific project or partnership of any kind, be prepared to receive a positive answer. There could also be new opportunities arising as well as creative ideas. This will be a prosperous time for you and I feel like many of you have been waiting for this for a long time. This is more than well deserved and you can be proud of yourself for the journey you've been on, all that you have accomplished along the way. You are phenomenal!

Group 2

3 of pentacles, 10 of wands, knight of cups, 8 of pentacles, Justice

Your energies and cards are a bit similar to those of group 1. If you were drawn to that group, that may be a sign for you to check it out as well. I get the feeling of someone being sick and tired of always getting the shorter end of the stick in life, especially in relationships. Of being frustrated and burnt out because they are constantly giving and carrying the weight of the relationship on their shoulders, only to be receiving so little in return. If that is your case, you will receive support and rewards for your constant efforts from a person that you may not have thought would return the favor. You will be surprised that this person actually cares enough to give you back what you have invested. Not only that, but they will give you more than what you expected. I'm hearing "it's the least I could do considering all that you've done for me". I pick up on the energy of somebody that is a care giver and that has sacrified most of their life to help others ascend and thrive. It's now your time to shine, I'm hearing. You will now be receiving a fair return of the energy and time you have been giving so willingly, out of pure generosity. That may come in the form of financial abundance, of advice and encouragement from your community, of new uplifting connections, in the form of shared moments of happiness or declarations of love. If you were the main source of income within your home, someone else will now take the lead for you to be able to lay back and relax. Someone will spoil you and treat you like royalty. There may be parents among you. Your children may give you back as a way to thank you for your service and care. Also, if you had been fighting for a legal matter, you may receive good news about that as well. For some of you, a younger water sign may be significant. You will no longer be the only one assuming the responsibilities in your situation, whatever that may be about.

Group 3

High Priestess, 5 of pentacles, King of cups, Chariot, Judgement

Okay, here the energy seems to be clearer and I can sense that the main focus here is relationships, compared to the previous group where things were a bit more general. A significant movement will be made regarding a connection after a time of uncertainty, of no contact and being left in the dark. You will gain clarity regarding this situation and be able to move forward without any regret. With the judgement and the chariot combined, I get a sense of freedom. Whatever you may learn about will set you free, whether it is with or without this person in your life. This may especially resonate with you if you have significant water placements in your chart, more specifically if you have Scorpio or Cancer placements. I feel like for some of you, you will not wait for the other person to give you clarity and decide to make the decision for them. In other words, you will cut ties with this person whether they like it or not, to focus on your own self and well being. You will choose yourself over this person because you have decided that you gave them enough time and chances to make their decision, which they have not done. And you are done waiting for them to make a move. For others, maybe that might be a different dynamic, in the sense that instead of moving away from this person, you may be rushing towards them. That could also be coming from the other person's side. It depends on your situation. Also, your spiritual gifts may be honing during the upcoming months. I feel like you will no longer let yourself be fooled nor let your own perceptions cloud your judgement of this situation. I felt the need to clarify the 5 of pentacles and the Chariot. The 5 of pentacles was clarified by the 6 of pentacles. You felt left in the dark and felt like something was missing because you were not in a balanced connection. This person wasn't giving you what you expected and deserved. As for the chariot, it is clarified by the 9 of swords. Since we're talking about good news, I feel like this card means that you will move on from overthinking and will no longer cry over this person's lack of investment. If they won't see your value, then it's their loss.

[ghoulfuckersincorporated]

I've got female Sole Survivor on the brain thanks to this Deegan one-shot, especially in relation to her grief at all she's lost at the beginning of the game. This may be a touch controversial.

I see a ton of female Soles (both in fan works as well as in general discussions about lore, roleplay, etc.) who are wracked with survivor's guilt in the aftermath, wrought entirely hollow by the loss of their husband and child. This is not a statement of judgement or me implying that it's a subpar creative choice; it's a very natural conclusion to draw. Losing your entire immediate family, on top of surviving multiple mass-casualty events, would naturally leave you wondering why you lived when others didn't and feeling incomplete without those dearest to you.

Personally, the first time I played Fallout 4, I immediately imagined my own Sole as a woman dealing with an immense amount of guilt for an entirely different reason: she feels relief on more levels than one.

Yes, the world ended and everyone she ever knew or really cared for is long dead. But even the horror of that realization doesn't change the fact that there is a massive weight lifted off of her shoulders when she wakes up in that Vault and realizes that she no longer has to be a wife or mother every single moment of her life. It wasn't something she pictured for herself long-term, but she hadn't realized it until it was far too late; very much the sort of person who agreed to get married and have a child before they fully considered all that it would mean (which isn't an uncommon character flaw). But, between the general state of the world at the time and her own hidden struggles, she was eager to feel like she was doing something meaningful with her life.

Nate was the same. It was one of the only things they'd had in common anymore by the time Shaun was born.

I imagine their marriage was struggling (or perhaps simply not as satisfying as either of them would have liked), and having Shaun was an ill-conceived attempt to save things, to find some sort of renewed enthusiasm or meaning. Of course, having a baby to fix your marriage (or yourself) never works. Pregnancy and labor were rough for her, but postpartum was worse; her husband continued to pull away like he had been before, just at a more agonizing rate.

Pretty immediately after the birth, she recognized she'd made a mistake, felt stupid and childish for making such a life-altering decision based on flimsy justifications. But so many people in her life (parents, in-laws, friends who were already parents themselves, society in general) swore to her that having a child would magically end all of her problems through the sheer power of maternal love that she felt selfish not "putting forth the effort" and trying. No one bothered to clarify, though, that if the old 'baby trick' doesn't fix your life, you're then stuck with an inherently needy little person whose existence you may feel indifferent towards more often than not. That realization had been in the middle of literally crushing her to death when the bombs fell.

She's slowly finding herself again as she goes through various adventures and trials in the Commonwealth, helps build community that feels more like a real family to her. Dips her toes into the dating pool eventually. It's not a straightforward process, though, and some days she feels like an uncaring monster and can't even get out of bed. Others, she functions, but with a visible cloud over her, morose and quiet. A tiny, irrational part of her may even feel that she somehow manifested the war, literally brought forth the end of the world with how ardently she begged for something, anything to take her away from what her life had become towards the end.

Her guilt is tinted with anger and shame. She still has lingering health issues from carrying to full term, and her body is changed in ways she knows she will never recover from. Fixates on the changes she notices and it breeds self-consciousness. Part of that fixation is vanity, sure, but she also knows very well that she likely shaved at least a few years off her life span by choosing to become a mother, an endeavor she wouldn't describe as "personally worthwhile" if pressed hard enough.

She also constantly beats herself up for not searching hard enough for her son, but it's unproductive. No matter how guilty she makes herself feel, she doesn't find many leads. Doesn't bring him or Nate up much, unless she's feeling especially vulnerable (or self-hating). The pity people usually express when she says she lost a spouse/child doesn't feel earned to her.

Part of her says her son is likely dead, having lived his whole life without her, and so she'd be wasting her time by dedicating every waking moment to finding him. She finds both peace and sadness in that idea. Another part of her, though, knows she's dragging her feet, pacifying herself with that thought because she doesn't truly want to find him.

[painter1nsomniac]

rock meet bottom (part 1)

pairing : rhea ripley x fem!oc

summary : rhea loses her championship title to iyo sky and finds herself completely alone for the first time in forever

word count : 1001

Voices and faint music echoed through the concrete corridor beneath the stadium. A hushed silence fell momentarily over the chatting crew members as Rhea Bloody Ripley staggered by. Her hand tangled in her hair over and over again, fingers coming away with strands of jet black hair from her aggressive tugging. 

“So stupid. So stupid. So FUCKING stupid.” 

Rhea’s words were a jumbled chant as she stumbled towards the rear entrance and parking lot beyond, blind to the crew rushing to get out of her way. 

By the time Rhea had made her way to the heavy set of metal doors that led to the backstage parking lot, her shoulders had drooped and she walked with the heavy resignation of defeat. The door slammed open and the resounding clang echoed across the otherwise deserted back parking lot. At this time of the night, everyone would still be inside, watching the final matches after the live broadcast had ended. 

Rental keys dangled from one hand as the other tugged her phone free of a pocket on her gear bag. Unsteady fingers tapped in the passcode and pulled up the call screen. She slumped back against her car, bag dropping to the ground as she stared at her Terror Twin’s face on the screen. Tears welled up in her eyes as the phone continued to ring until Damian Priest’s voice came on the line. 

“It’s Damian Priest. Ya sabes qué hacer.” A beep and then the speaker fell back into silence.

“...Dames. I miss you.” 

Her words were broken by a silent hiccup as she fought back a sob that shook her shoulders as she cradled the phone in her hands. The two women she had thought were her friends were still in that arena, celebrating their upcoming match at Wrestlemania together.

“Hope you’re doing better than me… I-” 

Rhea’s eyes squeezed tightly shut and she dragged one hand over her face. The light from the phone screen lit up her face, highlighting the smear of eye-liner and lipstick across her skin. Everything had gone from bad to worse to awful in the span of three weeks. This... This was just the cherry on top. 

“I’ve messed it all up. I- I’ve finally done it. Damn it all… I’ve ruined it. I lost the title.”

Her hand tangled in her hair as she slowly slid down to the ground, her head dropping back against the car with a dull thud. A long finger skimmed across the screen, ending the call with a quick tap. In the renewed darkness, she let out a strangled sob and slammed her fist over and over into the pavement beside her to ease the ache in her chest.

When Liv had injured her shoulder, she still had the Judgement Day. When Dom betrayed her, she still had Damian. When the Judgement Day came for their blood, she still had Damian. When Damian left for Smackdown, she had Bianca and Iyo. Now she had no title and no one at her side. 

“I can’t do this alone Dames, I can’t!” 

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t notice the clatter of keys on the ground and the quiet curse that followed as a mop of curly pastel pink hair disappeared rapidly into the darkness at the other end of the parking lot. 

Reaching the far end of the parking lot, Wren let out a breath that she didn’t realize she’d been holding. Her keys were clutched to her chest in one hand, the other gripped tightly around the straps of her bag.

She hadn’t realized THE Rhea Ripley had made it out to the parking lot before her. And she certainly hadn’t intended to catch Rhea’s heart-wrenching voice message.

The two women had barely exchanged a few handfuls of words in the entire six months Wren and the Craft Punk club had been on Monday Night RAW. Still, Wren admired her with an intensity that bordered on a crush. 

In all honesty it was probably best that she pretended she never heard it. Nothing good would come from her getting entangled with one of the top women on the roster when she was so new to RAW herself. She’d been watching Rhea for years now and knew well enough that Rhea was both a force of nature and a giant target for the women’s division in one.

Wren slid into her car, lavender nails sparkling in the interior light as she tossed her bag into the passenger seat and pulled out her own phone. The hotel bed and dinner were calling her name and she wasn’t going to deny them any longer. Casting one last glance back towards the newly de-throned Women’s World Champion, Wren put the car in gear and pulled away.

Rhea sat in silence, the cool of the parking lot pavement seeping through the leather of her shorts and chilling her to the bone. Over and over she flipped the phone in her hand as she stared up at the dull black of the night sky. Eventually she’d work up the courage to gather her things and head back to the hotel for some rest but not yet.

She was too angry, too upset, too tired to do anything yet. She wanted to tear her hair out and scream. To make the women who did this to her feel the pain that she felt. To unleash the pain and hatred on anyone and everything around her. But still she sat quietly in the dark, nails digging bloody marks into her palms and waited for the boiling emotions in her mind to come to a simmer and allow her to function again. 

Her thoughts were cut short when she heard a low chuckle from above. Dark brows furrowed as she turned, her expression filled with fury for whoever was stupid enough to interrupt her peace.

All she saw was a dark silhouette against the arena lights with arms upraised. Then blinding white pain exploded across her cheek and what remained of her world caved in.

[kayleightarot]

The weekend of April 26-27 We start the weekend with Abundance, Creativity, & Celebration This card represents happiness & secure joy that will last & be shared in deep friendship. It’s a celebration of the success of the different skills & traits each of you contributed to the success; an honouring of the “tapestry”. It usually appears at the completion of a meaningful project, or indicating a marriage or birth. 💚 Work may offer a promotion &/or a pay increase. Whether you are looking for a new job or wish to move up where you are, the 'right' people are about to see your efforts & reward them. 💙 Love requires the closure of past relationships in order to attain the next level of your current relationship, or to begin a new one. This closure comes to you because of the personal growth you have achieved. 🧡 Your effort has generated great energy, & is beginning to influence your future. The future holds abundance & celebration. Well done, you!

SUNDAY is about Renewal, Moderation, & Healing Temperance is a card about balance, & accepting human needs, desires, & drives, without judgement; of yourself, or others. 💚 At work, this card notes a need for patient & diligent work. Ensure you’re aiming at a realistic target & then keep working as you have been; your achievements will soon be noticed 💙 In relationships, it highlights a need to rebalance yourself. Find your inner peace, heal what needs healing, forgive others & yourself, and let go 🧡 Rein in the energy & channel it toward your highest good. The Universe supports your endeavours

Gus an ath thuras (Until next time), darlings Go, Do, Be Peace out

[copepods]

ok arcane s1 act 1 misc thoughts (SPOILERS)

-i like that a lot of the rich characters (cait's family, some council members) have transatlantic accents. i didnt really notice at first but upon rewatch of ep 2 it was super apparent and i love it

-i never got super into vander's character bc by the end of ep 1 i was like Yeah this guy is super dead. the 2 other kids who died as well (never even learned their names lol). also there was a lot more vander + silco than i thought there would be? like they laid it all out at once. i kind of knew they knew each other in the past from fandom osmosis but i expected it to be more of a slow burn reveal i guess

-im interested to see what the show does with ekko specifically. i know he becomes more prominent later on AND has stuff going on with jinx/powder, which i was honestly expecting them to set up more? like have them be friends or like talk to each other once lol. anyway he was pretty minor thus far so im intrigued in what they're gonna do with him

-i know vi goes to prison after this, but the guard who chloroformed her seemed to be trying to save her??? so i have no idea what's happening actually

-i knew silco was gonna adopt powder but i was honestly expecting it to be more? calculated? on his part? like he finds out powder was the one who blew up the building, and is like ooooh new talent. hey kid. do you want to join my gang of evil drug warlocks. but nope he genuinely reached out to her in a moment of grief against his better judgement. kind of a baller move mr. lesbian i respect that

-also powders eyes turned purple for emotional reasons and not magic drug reasons? cool. didnt know peoplw could do that

-Heimerdinger War Flashback last episode was kind of really funny im sorry i cant take this guy seriously. but i also got distracted because there were horses in the flashback and for some reason that surprised me? it did not occur to me that horses exist in the arcane universe. they just don't fit the vibe. also this guy is transparently what if yoda were lorax

-also i wanna know how the fuck jayce and his mom and the wizard (viktor probably) got to piltover after all that in the flashback. did the wizard summon a honda civic to drive them home or what. also, what were they doing there??

-and jayce keeps saying "magic real. ive seen it" but refusing to elaborate??? if i got saved by a wizard who warped space and time then gave me a cool rock i would make it my personality. which i guess he kind of did but you'd think he'd be telling people about it more. maybe he thinks people won't believe him? silly jayce. magic tech isnt real. you escaped the siberian tundra through the power of science. athiests on christmas waiting for charles darwin to come down the chimney etc

-i cant tell if mel is just one councilmember and not like above all the others OR straight up the president or whatever? she clearly has influence but i cant tell if she's everyone elses boss or not. maybe they said something about that in dialogue and i missed it. also is piltover an oligarchy or do they inherit their council positions or what? somehow i don't feel like normal democracy is on the table here

-what is it exactly jayce (and viktor) were trying to do WITH the magic? this always bugs me in tv shows when they just say "im working on some Science Tech Inventions" and dont elaborate on what those inventions are. are the magic balls a source of infinite renewable energy??? please tell me what you're actually doing with the sparkly zero-g machine

-vander's dying words being "protect powder" and vi immediately doing the opposite of that is crazyyyyy sure hope that doesnt haunt her for the rest of her life lol

-was genuinely distracted by the cool ass crab logo on the abandoned building. that was sick as hell. i love crabs

[nighthuntingclato]

WIP wednesday

tagging @julietasgf @ylvisruinedmylife @majorsoapfan @ongreenergrasses @atefingersdagger

a small idea I played with of clato in a zombie apocalypse but in a modern au setting. inspired by @atefingersdagger as well as @bloodmoon-spades sending me that ask for the dailyclatoisms

He was sent on a rather simple errand, at the urging of his bossy, demanding, erratic sort-of stepsister, to find whatever hadn't already been looted at the nearest gas station and collect the scraps for themselves. Humbling as the task is, Cato has more interesting things to do than search for crumbs in a barren wasteland, like watching the gorgeous stranger who still hadn't noticed him lurking nearby as she slept with her head leaning against the peeling, sloppily painted wall of the building, her stringy dark hair coming out from underneath her stained grey hoodie and falling down her shoulders in uncombed waves.

Staring would have been considered rude, in ordinary circumstances. Manners were the first thing that went out the window when the end of the world arrived. Still, out of respect, and because she looks far too vulnerable in this state in a way that makes him feel like something worse than a voyeuristic stalker, he manages to tear his gaze away, ignoring his natural curiosity that, despite his better judgement, instinctively pulls him toward a woman who isn't even his problem, a gravitational attraction. Leaving her there is the smart thing to do, if not the most decent.

Of course, in this new age, decency became about as much of a priority as manners.

Early morning sunlight peaks out from behind the horizon, giving his surroundings a sort of rustic, rural feel, intensified by the abandoned road that leads away from the gas station to the world beyond. If he didn't know better, and focused only on the endless stretch of road meeting the bright pink sky, it would be easy to pretend that nothing had changed, and his life wasn't ruled by a series of decisions that all were motivated by a desire to avoid having his brain devoured. Somewhere in the distance, a horde of ravenous corpses with sloughing cement-colored skin trapped in a perpetual state of decay could easily make him one of their own, and all of this will have been for nothing.

Cato won't let that happen. With renewed purpose, he grabs his baseball bat from the passenger seat, tightens his hold on it until the knuckles become whitened with the effort, and heads inside, browsing the emptied shelves in the futile hopes that the mobs might have missed something.

No food, no drink, the refrigerators are no longer operating with the electricity having been cut off. The cash register is empty as expected - not that currency in the form of green slips of paper had much use anymore.

It is only by accident that he clumsily collides with just the right spot in the wall, revealing an impressively hidden bottle of liquor, miraculously still in decent condition. “Hell yeah!” He roars his appreciation to the desolate store, having little need to care for stealth, not when zombies relied mostly on their sight to find prey. Taking a swig of his newfound post apocalyptic treat, and promptly coughing in discomfort as the vile liquid burns a path down his throat, he ignores the whisper of common sense that reminds him Glimmer won't be particularly happy, or interested in drowning their shared sorrows with alcohol.

A second sweep of the aisles, just so he can tell Glimmer that he was thorough, predictably gives him nothing to work with. Cato is prepared for a relatively uneventful drive back home, even dares to whistle an old song that was playing in between bursts of static from his barely functional radio.

The sharp, vicious curve of a kitchen knife placing pressure against the lump of thyroid cartilage in his neck definitely throws him off. His back collides with the doorway, and he blinks uselessly at the smaller figure before it occurs to him that now would be a great time to defend himself.

An angelic pair of warm hazelnut eyes stare him down, narrowing into catlike slits of contempt. She barely comes up to his shoulder, and has to crane her neck all the way back to meet his gaze, yet Cato so easily finds himself unconsciously submitting to her will. He could grasp that delicate wrist of hers with ease and twist it to an unnatural angle, or rearrange their positions so that she is cornered against a wall instead.

Cato does neither of these things, releasing an ill-advised bark of laughter at the situation. To his dismay, this might be the only human contact he'll have for the foreseeable future, with someone who wasn't like an irritating little sister to him. He knows well to keep his hands to himself, but his mind wanders anyhow, brings his attention - against his will - to the fact that the stranger is just inches away from pressing her chest against his, or how the cotton material of her jacket might feel underneath his roughened, scarred palms.

“You've got a car,” she observes finally, voice gritty and crackling with disuse. The force of her blade against his fragile skin does not ease up in the slightest.

Glimmer would have groaned in exasperation and then slapped him for his recklessness, this girl looks close to relieving him of his lifeblood if he makes a wrong move, but Cato just can't help himself. “Oh, really? Huh, thank you for pointing that out to me. I'm glad you like the car. Not surprising, really. The ladies usually dig it.”

Cheeky responses are not the wisest way to avoid aggravating dangerous women with lethal weapons. His sarcasm is not a fatal offense, because although her jaw clenches at his brazen words and he can feel a trickle of blood being set loose to drip onto stainless steel, he is lucky enough to still be breathing. Judging by the flat, disapproving line of her mildly tempting mouth, this might not be the case for very long.

Her irritation - observed in tiny details like her wrinkled thick eyebrows or the furious redness in her cheeks that are dotted with freckles like blood splatters - makes her distractingly pretty. It's an unfair advantage she has.

She seems to be considering something for a moment, an internal debate he is not a part of. Eventually, she settles on one demand. “Take. Me. With. You.” She's shifted the knife downward, relieving his throat and exchanging this target for his heart instead. Her small hand lying with the palm flat on his chest makes it impossible to think clearly, and the liquor was certainly not helping matters.

Cato shrugs his acceptance, jerking his head toward the pickup truck parked over by the pump. Paying more attention to the part of his brain that yells at him to value self-preservation, he waits until she puts away the knife - tucking it under the waistband of her dark wash jeans and unveiling a delightful amount of bruised, discolored, beckoning skin in the process - before continuing to run his mouth. “If you wanted me to take you home, Princess,” he teases as he trails behind her, “all you had to do was ask politely.”

“This will be a much more beneficial arrangement if you don't talk,” the girl decides, pulling open the car door with more aggression than strictly necessary. He realizes two seconds too late that she went for the driver’s seat. At his questioning look, she shakes her head in disgust. “Please, like I was going to let you drive me anywhere. I heard you in there, getting drunk and practically making a siren call to zombies in a 20 mile radius.”

Accepting his fate, Cato hardly puts up a fight for the spot in the driver's seat, settling instead for a refreshing nap. “Fine, but we need to go pick up my sister on the way to wherever the hell you're going. And I'm not drunk, it was a few sips of some old liquor that tasted like ass. And zombies don't have that kind of hearing.”

“Maybe not, but you should be more careful,” she snaps, venom spilling from her voice like the blood from when she nicked him slightly with her knife. As they back out of the parking lot, headed for wherever the hell she intends to take them, he feels for the spot of injury, his thumb coming away with a few droplets of blood.

“How sweet,” Cato comments, his filter and self control somehow eliminated - really, obliterated - with the effect of this one girl. “Minutes ago, you were going to slit my throat and leave me for dead, and now you're lecturing me on safety.”“I still can, you know.” She sniffs primly, raising her chin in defiance. “Who's going to care if I just leave you to bleed out and toss your body off the highway when you're done?”

“Who’s to say I'm not considering doing the same to you?”

Out of the corner of his left eye, Cato swears he catches her lips curling into an amused smirk. The sight gives him an odd sense of victory, pride and self-satisfaction swelling in the space behind his chest in a warm sunburst.

Other than the occasional directions to the hideout he and Glimmer had made for themselves - finding their home in a jewelry store filled to the brim with engagement rings that now no one would ever buy - they pass the rest of the ride in silence. He sneaks occasional glimpses of her, taking in as much detail as he can, hopefully without the risk of her carving out his eyes for the unwanted attention. The knife was her weapon of choice, that much was obvious, but with the gas station cleared of any useful materials, he has no idea how she was surviving this long, and on what resources. Politeness prevents him from commenting on her obviously unwashed clothes and generally unhygienic, yet somehow ridiculously appealing, state.

[shinidamachu]

Hello ma’am at Wendy’s; could you analyze some inukag scenes in the first movie? 😍

I could talk about how Inuyasha was strugling in the first battle — to the point of Shippo stating he's hopeless when Kagome isn't around — and how he headed back to it with renewed energy once she got there.

I could talk about how he bickers with her the entire time, but it's always so gentle while constantly carrying her away from danger — bridal style, no less — and asking her in that soft voice we don't ever hear him use with anyone else if she is alright even though he was the one just getting his ass beaten.

I could also talk about how he follows after Kagome when she runs off, supposedly to "give her a piece of his mind" yet doesn't deny it when Shippo counter arguments that she got him wrapped around her finger. I could. But that's just our everyday Inukag, so here are the scenes I feel like are worthy discussing on a deeper level.

When Inuyasha found Kagome after she accidentally cut herself, he got closer, wanting to take a better look at her wound, but for a second there Kagome forgot about her injury and really thought he was going to kiss her. You can see her surprise at his sudden proximity and then the disappointment when he goes for her hand instead.

Then he took her finger to his mouth, to the place where his fangs are, without overthinking it or fearing any judgement, simply trusting that Kagome wouldn't be scared or disgusted by the gesture, by him. And she never does. What really makes this scene, though, is that Inuyasha is completely oblivious to the effect his actions are having on her so far or just how intimate they actually are.

Kagome's safety is his number one priority and Inuyasha feels comfortable enough with her to follow his instincts without reservations, so he doesn't quite realize the romantic implications because it's natural to him, to them, to be this close.

Then Inuyasha uses Kagome's favorite handkerchief to patch her up. Considering she sounds more upset about him ripping it to do so than surprised that he has it in the first place and that he doesn't seem embarrased to have it at all, my guess is that she must have gifted it to him at some point.

And even though he claims it's just a piece of cloth, the fact remains that he carried it with himself for who knows how long — probably because it smells like her — and kept it intact despite the many battles, that is until she needed it as a bandage and we get visual confirmation that Shippo was right: Kagome literally got him wrapped around her finger.

Flash forward to the bridge scene, where Inuyasha thinks he's seeing Kikyo at first, then notices is actually Kagome in priestess clothes and runs to her. If you ask me, it's pretty telling that he'd only mistake the two of them when Kagome isn't acting like herself.

I love his reaction to realizing Kagome is there, safe and sound. He's just so genuinelly happy and relieved to see her. Those aren't emotions we're used to get from him. Plus, he worries about her being pale and insists that she gets back to Kaede's so she can get more rest.

Then when Kagome hugs him, he apologizes — which we also don't see him do often — for not getting to her sooner, thinking that's what earned him that hug. And he returns her embrace in true Inuyasha fashion: tight and cradling her head.

That's when Kagome pulled this little trick and I think two things are worthy noticing. One, she managed to break free from the mind control long enough to tell Inuyasha to get away. That's quite impressive. Two, when confronted with the idea of Kagome betraying him, Inuyasha came to the only possible conclusion that she was under a spell, never once doubting her.

He makes one attempt to reason with her, pleading for Kagome to snap out of it, but when that fails, he doesn't even try to immobilize her or adopt a defensive stance, he just runs, flat out refusing to lay a hand on her, the opposite of his fighting style.

And even though Inuyasha knows Kagome is being controled, I still appreciate his reaction to hearing the one person who makes him want to live telling him to die. Not to mention how it brought back some very unpleasent memories. Speaking of which...

What's interesting about this scene is that, again, Inuyasha knows this is Kagome attacking him — although against her will — but the very idea of her hurting him is so inconceivable that Inuyasha tries to make sense of it with the situations he has experienced before.

Then Kagome explained she has no control over her body and just can't stop, begging him to run again before it's too late. Inuyasha, however, wouldn't hear it.

"I'm not running. Not without you. I won't leave you behind."

And honestly, who would have blamed him if he had run? Certainly not Kagome. She understands better than anyone just how difficult reliving those old traumas must be for him. Yet he would rather stay and die by her hands than leave without her.

That's why she fought so hard against the spell here, in a way she couldn't quite fight when it wasn't Inuyasha's life on the line. Until the very end, she refuses to be the one to cause Inuyasha the same harm he has suffered before. But she ultimately fails.

It's only after Kagome realizes what she's done that she manages to break the spell. It's very meaningful that she screams his name the exact moment it happens and that her eyes were full of tears even before she shot that arrow.

She runs to Inuyasha and wraps him into one of my favorite Inukag hugs ever. The position they're in is so intimate, it's like she wants to melt into him and protect him from the entire world while begging him to say something and open his eyes, chanting how sorry she is.

It also parallels the scene in the beginning. Same spot, similar situations. Except where once was Kagome injured, now is Inuyasha and where once was him patching her up, now it's her who is taking care of him.

Kagome doesn't let go of Inuyasha for a good while and when Kikyo tells her to return to her own time, since she doesn't belong there, Kagome answers that she won't, that she can't leave Inuyasha — echoing his words from earlier.

Even after Kikyo explains that once the well it's covered over, Kagome won't be able to return to her own world anymore, she is still reticent about leaving Inuyasha and Kikyo has to literally force her out.

"Inuyasha! My hands can't touch him anymore. My voice can't reach him anymore. I won't see Inuyasha ever again."

I absolutely love how classic Inukag this quote is. You have Kagome saying his name twice, a mention of touching, which is a huge part of their love language, a nod to her voice reaching out to him, which is a recurrent theme for them and "I won't see Inuyasha ever again" as opposite to our many "I want to see Inuyasha once more."

Another thing I love is how this scene mirrors the one when Kagome first meets Inuyasha: unconscious against the Sacred Tree, her hand reaching out to him. Except then she ended up saving him later and now she was the reason he was there.

Then we finally get to the reunion scene, the heart of "Affections Touching Across Time" which by the way is such a great name for the movie! Not only is it poetic, but it also paints Inuyasha and Kagome's relationship as the transcendental love story that it is. As if no matter the circumstances, it's inevitable for the love the feel for each other to find its way back to them.

Inuyasha wakes up and Kagome is his very first thought. For her part, Kagome is also able to feel Inuyasha through the tree.

"I can feel him. I can feel Inuyasha."

They start to talk even though they're years and years apart, Kagome asking if he is okay and Inuyasha brushing her worries off as usual. He then says he's surprised she isn't there and when Kagome says she came back home, he teases her about being scared.

Kagome denies it and I believe it's because she was initially thinking about the dangerous situation they were in, but then images of Kikyo telling her to go home and kissing Inuyasha flashes through her mind and she admits that e was right, that maybe she did run away.

She did get scared, but not of the danger they were facing. She was scared to find out Inuyasha was truly in love with Kikyo and that, since Kagome hurt him, he would be better off without her around.

Once Kagome explains that to him — minus the Kikyo part — Inuyasha gets up despite his wounds and tries to make his way to her, but Kagome meets him half way.

@kitramune pointed out that Inuyasha smiles at her reaction because not only he knew she would do so, but he also expected her to in order to pull her into a hug.

"I need you with me, Kagome. Haven't you realized that yet?"

Their hug is also a perfect replica of the original one, their very first one. From Inuyasha having a wound on his chest to catching Kagome completely off guard, first pulling her towards him then embracing her tight.

The scene is a masterpiece overall. The music, the dialogue, the voice acting — both in japanese and english —, the emotional conflict. It keeps me wishing it had happened in canon every time I watch it.

And I can't in good conscience leave the ultimate trusting exercise out of this. That Kagome trusts Inuyasha enough to jump into his arms from great heights it's pretty amazing in and out of itself, but the reason her confidence in him is so high is because he delivers it every time. It's all very reciprocal.

And even though Inuyasha complains about her being reckless, I love that he doesn't even bother to sheathe Tessaiga — his most valuable possession — too focus on catching Kagome in the gentlest way possible.

Last but not least: the extra scene. In the beginning of the movie, we hear Grandpa Higurashi say that the Sacred Tree would blossom every single year without fail, until five hundred years ago, when Inuyasha was put under a spell and fixed to its truck, to which Kagome replies that now its flowers are blooming again because she set Inuyasha free.

The blossoms represent just that: a counterpoint to the snow that once fell over them. They're both pretty but where the snow is cold, the petals are warm. Where one is winter, the other is spring. Where one is the end of a cycle, the other is rebirth, it's life.

I hope putting Inuyasha on the shadows and Kagome on the sunny side of the tree was a conscious creative choice here because it accentuates their personalities and the yin and yang dynamic of their relationship, on top of being aesthetically pleasing.

I especially enjoyed how reassuring and straight forward he was here, like it was a given that he would be there for and with her even if it couldn't be physically, like he couldn't fathom any other way.

And of course, there's the way Inuyasha is so aware of her and constantly worried about her well being, noticing how exhausted she was and being concerned she might collapse while having a severe injury on his own chest.

HONORABLE MENTIONS: Sango telling Kagome to be careful and Kagome replying that she'll be fine because she'll be with Inuyasha. The villain saying "I've never seen anything more pathetic than a half demon cuddle by a mortal girl" and Kagome going "why? What's wrong with us being together?" Kagome still feeling awful about hurting Inuyasha and thanking him when he insisted that "it's barely a scratch."

[manytoonepoet]

Blue Bouquet — A Bittersweet Love.

A little something that I've come to notice while rewatching the two mvs we have for Blue Bouquet is the theme they surround themselves in and how it correlates with what their continent is supposed to represent; the continent of love.

Collab with: @Insight.

You see, from Aozora no Memory to Key My Notes, the themes, the lyrics, they have been about change, sacrifice, hope, time, strength, and courage. All qualities that comes when loving someone or something, especially when you aim for a better future for them. In both mvs, Cielomort is reaching for a brighter future for his people and ultimately the entirety the world of Fragaria, while Kurode is reaching for a better version of himself that could contribute in bringing a brighter future.

"It is natural to want to protect what is important to you. I'm happy to have more friends. I'll show you the blue sky." — Cielomort.

Cielomort has quite the reputation. The young prodigy he is, with his skills and popularity he managed to build the largest kingdom in the span of three years, all for the betterment of the future of Cinnamoroll's kingdom. That, and as the leader of Blue Bouquet, many major responsibilities have fallen into the palm of his hands.

Responsibilities, as well as what may be considered as the greatest sacrifice within Fragaria.

If you take a look in the mv, you'd see a few things that stands out: Books, balloons, the sky, clocks (I hate clocks) and doves.

Now, books, represent knowledge and wisdom, escape and exploration, desire to learn, truth and judgement, communication and expression. And are probably a tie to Willmesh, especially with the new mv coming out later this evening.

Balloons are a symbol of happiness and lightness of sorrow –> which is what Ciel want to do; make everyone happy.

The sky symbolizes infinity, immortality, and transcendence, or an existence or experience beyond the normal or physical level. While clocks represent almost the exact opposite, it represents time, mortality, the passage of life, and sometimes death.

And dove represents peace, love, and purity. While spiritually, it represents peace, renewal, transformation, and love.

But what do all of this mean? Well, basically, the said sacrifice consists of Cielomort wanting to happiness and lightness of sorrows that were brought by the SEEDS and show the people of Cinnamoroll's kingdom and the entirety of Fragaria the blue sky where they are free of worry.

""Both beautiful and the imaginary, different emotions are swirling around." = Change.

Ciel's sacrifice was not easy, some people look at him in honor, some people look at him in sorrow. His sacrifice is free for interpretation, hence the difference emotions swirling around. Now in relation to sacrifice, the line goes:

"Look for you. I'll become the blue sky."

The reason why I said that his sacrifice is free for interpretation is that sky, according to you can mean infinity. There are an infinite amount of possibilities. So when he becomes "the blue sky" he does not only transcend (descend six feet underground) but he also provides a choice. A choice on how his sacrifice can be seen. And that interpretation is ultimately what impacts change." – @c h a m a l a m.

"I wish to share it all with you, it would be nice if I could be within that "everything". But it's alright if your sky continues to remain blue."

Basically, to everyone around him, his promise and sacrifice was basically "everything". Happiness, peace, "everything". And as much as he'd like to be able to share it with them, he can't, and these lines showed us why:

"The rippling bitterness, just drink it all up quietly."

"Even though things may change during these dizzying days... Leave only your smiles, for I will tuck away your loneliness into those clouds."

"Cut out the cotton clouds and blue sky... for they are the footprints of this waving memory, this memory of the blue sky."

"Even if those clouds that rode on the blowing wind will never return... we'll continue to believe that the future will allow us to meet you again."

It's a journey that he would have to venture through alone. I believe, if the lyrics would serve me right, those clouds are the memories of the first timeline, to cut out the cotton clouds and blue sky, to tuck away your loneliness into those clouds, it meant to shut those bad memories and emotions away to make room for better ones, even if it meant not having to remember those again, to not remember who you are or what had happened back then. Here, this is to preserve purity, to provide contentment, joy, and optimism in defense of the SEEDS' effects. But if you were following my theories, you know that this isn't what's "right" in the long run, how this is them falling victim into the illusion the SEEDS made. Because those memories, they are the truth, they are an integral part of who you are as a person.

That's why in both songs they sang "I can't reach it even if I stretch my hand out." "I'm reaching far, far away... until my hope dies."

Even if they don't actively know, even if they aren't actively aware of these memories, there are fragments of them that lingers within their person, making them remember what had actually happen.

""Inside this heart, a memory that's sincere and eternal."

Everyone has a feeling of those memories being there, despite not being fully aware of it. It doesn't matter which song or which character, the message is clear and reiterated over and over: they have memories. They can feel that they do. But the don't necessarily know about it.New insight: The reason why despite everything the seeds and timelines have done they still recall their memories, is because those memories are true. The truth will speak for itself and does not need to be proven. No matter what happens, it will find it's way to override reality for a sense of balance. After all, they do say that there's no secret that time won't tell.

My new insight (specifically the part: it will find it's way to override reality) relates with the line:

"It may be full of absurdity and even riddled with bugs however I still love this world so much."

Because no matter how flawed and fractured the current world of Fragaria may be, those memories are true, they want to get those memories back. So they have to work with what they have. Let's say fest friend J baked a cake but you don't like cake at all. But it's best friend J's thought to bake you a cake that counts. Because you love best friend J, you still accept it as is." – @c h a m a l a m.

"Before long, that imagination will soon overtake us." –> Imagination = Memories.

"Continue on drawing until you can take grasp of it."

"I'll leave everything up to these intense emotions."

You see, everything up to this point has been centered around emotions, even the SEEDS feed on negative emotions, it's their emotions what brought all of this upon them but it is also their emotions what will get them out of this predicament.

"If only we can be imperfect and not full of deceit."

"Sometimes we can let go of that hand due to weakness."

The knights have been to busy thinking of the "perfect" way to go against the SEEDS that they forgot how to feel to the point where feelings began to turn against them. Look at Hallritt and Merold, because of Merold's "lie", Hallritt became tense, distant, and almost hostile towards Merold, quite similar to how Kurode became towards Merold as well.

Merold and Cielomort are no villains, both of them are merely victims of the SEEDS' illusions for the sake of saving their respective kingdom and lords.

But all in all, I'd say to fix this, they just need to let go and feel even a little bit. Relax and reflect and reach out to one another. Because that's what it means to love, isn't it?

"Let me protect everyone from here..."

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"The knights ask nothing in return for their love."

[cwprocess]

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[fig-blossom]

The 3 of Swords - Thoughts from my heart

With its image of a heart pierced by three swords, it’s easy to read this card as speaking of heartbreak, betrayal, or separation. But this surface interpretation doesn’t seem to fully align with the card’s deeper essence. For starters, the number 3 doesn’t typically indicate an ending, a catastrophe, or an irreversible wound. On the contrary, it’s often associated with construction, transition, creativity, growth, and community/unity. It is also the number of the Major Arcana card, The Empress (representing the goddess Aphrodite): symbolizing fertility, nurturing, care, life-giving energy, and unconditional love.

Moreover, the 3 of Swords doesn’t belong to the suit of Cups, which would seem like a more natural choice for a card that supposedly deals with emotions, relationships, or heartbreak. Swords, on the other hand, are linked to intellect, logic, clarity, judgement. In English, the word "sword" is almost the word "word."

The 3 of Swords, at its core, should represent a stage in the process of mental transition or transformation. It could very well represent hurtful words, thoughts, or truths, however the number 3 would suggest that this hurt isn’t fatal - and is merely a step toward greater (shared?) growth.

Rain can be seen as a symbol of purification. It clears polluted air—a manifestation of the element of water (associated with the suit of Cups) cleansing the element of air (associated with the suit of Swords): "Let your feelings speak and wash over your thoughts." The clouds (representing mental confusion) that were holding this rain will eventually disappear as they release it, and the water will slowly return to the earth (the suit of Pentacles: materiality, health and body, manifestation...), nourishing the soil from which grow the trees (the suit of Wands: purpose, intention, action, passion...). "After the rain comes the sun.” As the number 3 suggests, this rain won't last—and furthermore, it serves as spiritual nourishment, facilitating growth and renewal on all levels.

Naturally, the rain also evokes tears—emotions expressed openly. The heart on the card is exposed, out in the open for all to see. Perhaps this card urges us to finally express those fears that paralyze our hearts. It might suggest “bursting the abcess” that grew from old thorns still lodged deeply inside, to better cleanse and heal it.

The swords pierce the center of the heart—they’re at the heart of the heart. This could symbolize that emotions lie at the center of our logic. Or perhaps that love is at the core of our psyche. Alternatively, it could also suggest that cold logic tyrannizes and seeks to dominate our hearts.

“There is a hole at the center of everything.” This line from the game Night in the Woods stayed with me as I’ve grown. The swords piercing the heart right at its center may represent the emptiness we all feel within and that we try to fill (or mask) with words, adages, or principles—perhaps because we cannot fill it with love and tenderness. But these cold values we try to identify with can be double-edged: by filling the hole in our hearts, they also pierce and wound it. The heart doesn’t bleed, as though it has scarred around the blades, making them harder to remove—but this also means that by plugging the wound, they prevent it from fully healing. At the same time, we notice the heart is not destroyed or shattered. Its wounds aren’t fatal. Without the swords, it might even seem entirely healthy. Surely, it still works, but the swords might bring chronic pain. This all shows both conflict and symbiosis between the head and the heart.

Three swords might also mean three words. When we think of “three words,” we naturally think of “I love you" : the ultimate vulnerability, exposing us like the heart exposed to the elements on this card. Is this what the heart fears, or is it what it longs for? By bringing these three (s)words out from deep within, maybe we can finally free it and let it finish healing, more profoundly this time.

What a better conclusion for a card that is so feared? "Stop trying to silence your feelings with cold reason—it won’t work. The heart beats on and whispers still."

[ratatouillewastakendammit]

Regrets

Chapter 7

Next Chapter

Index/Warnings

After the day you had, you were a bit worried about the nightmares that would follow. Fortunately, you were way too tired. Sleep was just long and dark, just the way a good sleep should be.

Unfortunately, good things don't last long.

The mattress you were on was thin and flimsy, allowing the jagged rock from beneath to poke out slightly. It was probably just in case of emergencies since you guessed the Troupe didn't actually sleep here like some demented murder-school dorm situation. The tiny knot of pain flared in your brain when you sat up, a match pushed against the stiff paper of your skull to ignite it.

You jumped a little when you noticed you weren't alone, which also didn't help the headache.

Chrollo was sitting in a chair with one hand propping up his face, the arm supported by the seats handle. His legs were crossed and he was leaning back in a comfortable position. He was reading a book.

"Good morning." He acknowledged without looking up.

Your eyes trailed around the room, searching for any sort of window to hint as to what time of day it was. When you didn't find one, you reluctantly turned back to him.

"How long was I out?"

"Fourteen hours."

Shit.

"What do you want?"

"I figured you had questions." He snapped the book shut and placed it on the ground before standing up. "Am I correct?"

Yes.

You left out an annoyed huff.

He chuckled a bit at that, but continued moving closer to you. Thankfully, he stopped at a respectable distance, seeing that you weren't keen on being all that close to him. He got lucky yesterday since you were too tired to care. When you realized he was waiting for you to continue the mainly one-sided conversation, you looked up and began with the most important issue.

"What do you want with me?"

"In short, we're looking for the chain user."

"I won't be of any help with finding him or anything." You retorted, hoping to keep the conversation swift.

"That's alright, we know where he is."

They've already found him?

"Or, at least we know where he'll be." Chrollo took your confused expression as an indicator to continue. "In two days, he'll be in a small town in the Roto mountains. I'm sure you know what he's doing."

Your expression darkened slightly. "Then what do you need me for? I'll die before being used as some homing beacon so you can get to my friend."

"After that little show you put on yesterday I don't doubt you would. However, that's not why you're here. I assume you've been filled in on the consequence's of the judgement chain inside me?"

You nodded. "And I assume you've managed to find an exorcist?"

"With everyone still lingering from the auction, we were able to find someone to defuse your friends power enough for me to reunite with my colleagues. However, it was only sufficient to allow me use of my own abilities for a limited time. This particular exorcist requires the original castor to exterminate more powerful abilities, meaning I'd need to get in contact with the chain user again."

So that's why.

"Although we've been able to trace him, your friend doesn't stay very long in the same place." He continued. "However, I trust that with you there, we'll have enough time to allow the exorcist the remove the remaining nen."

"So, you need me to lie and distract my friend for your personal ability renewal?"

"Precisely."

You scoffed, a bit dumbfound, and folded your arms. "So you get your powers back. Then what, you kill him? Why would I ever help you?"

"For starters, I'll make sure no one from the Troupe interferes with either of you again, unless of course, your friend does someone else radical and decides to strike first. "

Although you remained steady, shock fazed through your previously spiteful tone as you carried on with questions of your own. "So, we really wouldn't have to worry about any of you? Even after the judgement chain is released?"

"No harm will come to you from anyone in this hideout, I give you my word. And as long as you're working for me, then I will also be able to guarantee your personal protection."

His words confused you. When you inquired why you would ever want to comply, the expected answer was something along the lines of 'we won't kill you.' Of course, the Phantom Troupe's amnesty was an insane benefit, especially after Kurapika succeeded in killing one of their members, whether it had been directly or not. However, would this be worth whatever he needed of you?

"I'm not gonna kill anyone. Or have anyone get hurt because of me."

The look he gave you was odd; it was calculating, yet interested. He took a moment to ponder it before giving you a response.

"Fine. I'll add onto our clause. As long as you're taking my orders, I won't kill anyone, unless they pose an immediate threat or you give me your permission."

This time, surprise actually did overtake you to the point where composure faltered; you blinked back, running his words over in your head to make sure they were heard correctly.

Of course, they could be just that: words.

It was pretty obvious he was a talented liar that hid behind the mask of a charming persona, but something told you that it wasn't a deception.

'I give you my word.'

Did you trust him? No, obviously not. However, something was off.

You still couldn't read his emotions at all, but your abilities weren't what were pushing you. This time, it was just plain intuition, nagging at you like a small child to make a bad decision. And it was probably a bad decision, an immensely stupid decision.

But you've made a lot of stupid decisions already.

"Alright, fine. Deal."

XxXxX

The next day and a half were tense.

A few of the Troupe members rotated the watch over you in order to prevent any attempts of escape. The act wasn't a surprise, but still unpleasant. You were already uncomfortable with them and having their eyes on you made it that much more awful, forcing a constant exhale of control over your own emotions. Some would try to make conversation or just plain snide remarks, but you didn't give them the time of day, refusing to even look in the direction of any of them.

Although you hated to say that you had one at all, your favorite member as of now was Machi, who didn't attempt to bother you very much. Instead, she would sit, gracefully balancing that iridescent silk between slim fingers. Neither of you were stupid and both knew she was quicker and much stronger than you, at least to the point where she could capture you without much fuss. So she kept her eyes on her hatsu, which was a refreshing change from the undignified feeling of being constantly babysat. Some might've even described it as a comfortable silence between the both of you.

It definitely wasn't friendliness, but rather a mutual agreement of respect between the two of you; you wouldn't try to run and she wouldn't bother herself with antagonizing you.

She was actually the one watching you when Franklin knocked on the door, letting you know that it was time to leave for the Roto Mountains. They were only a little over two hours away, so you went by car. Unfortunately, that also meant two hours in the car with the man you had come to know as Chrollo.

If you thought being constantly monitored within the hideout was bad, which you did, this was so much worse.

Troublesome emotions permeated the air like a poisonous gas, suffocating and heavy, much too overpowering for the confines of the vehicle.

His charming yet detached semblance made you squirm. It made it even harder that you couldn't begin to understand what lied beneath it. Knowing what others were thinking was like a safety net that allowed you to feel in control, or at least provided a heads up for when it was time to run. He had yet to seem hostile to you, but that made the apprehensive state of being in the dark more daunting.

On most long car rides, you took to the usual practice of napping, but you just couldn't with him.

Ignore, yes. Fully letting your guard down for an unprecedented amount of time? No way.

Instead, you did your best to disregard him, just focusing on the trailing foliage outside your window and letting your mind wander as far as it could without becoming overly careless. Still, you could never seem to escape the unnerving feeling of being so close to the Troupe's leader.

Thankfully, you at least had the barrior of a chair, with him being in the passenger and Nobunaga driving, yet another form of mental turmoil within the automobile. On the other hand, you sat next to the nen exorcist, a young man that went by the name of Abengane.

After what seemed like much longer than two hours, the small group finally managed to pull into a parking lot.

You surveyed the location, raising a tentative eyebrow. "A bar?"

"The chain user is giving payment to the man who tipped him off on the Kurta eyes location."

Your neck swiveled in the direction of the man in front of you, heart breaking just a bit at the unbothered way he mentioned the stolen body parts of your fallen kin. Of course, it was always easier to hide behind anger, so you answered with a curt,

"Fuck you."

And with that, you stepped outside of the car and made your way to the pub, slamming the door on your way out.

'The chain user is giving payment to the man who tipped him off on the Kurta eyes location.'

Yeah, I wonder why the fuck he had to do that in the first place.

Whatever, just get this over with.

An intense aroma of liquor and cigar smoke was the first thing that you noticed as you entered the bar, which now seemed more like a modern day speakeasy. Your nose unconsciously wrinkled at the fragrant assault. The room was dark and cold, despite the warmth of the many bodies inhabiting it or the fire blazing in the far corner. Although it certainly was loud, there was one voice you could make out over anyone else's.

"What are you doing here?"

XxXxX

You hadn't really been fond on letting Kurapika go after violently tackling him with an embrace. Of course, he had been momentarily stunned, and a bit apprehensive at the prospect of a possible assault, but after a few seconds he flung his arms around your back. Even though you weren't really known for hugs, it honestly seemed like the only thing you could do at the moment, and you allowed yourself to stay like this for a small while. Of course, Kurapika wasn't a very physical person in general either, so the fact that he himself indulged in it spoke to how much he missed you.

Now, however, you were both behind the bar, perched on a wooden picnic table Kurapika had led you too. The air was so much fresher than inside, giving you the chance to breath before jumping into dreaded conversation.

As you looked at the man in front of you, the pangs of ache and guilt were increasingly evident within his emotional aura, like little flecks of sorrow among the usual sheet of indifference. You weren't exactly keen on starting the discussion, but it was plainly obvious your friend was in the same boat.

"Why did you leave?"

He kept his head down, hands gripping one another a bit too harshly.

"Hey." You snuck a gloved palm over, entwining your fingers with his. "I'm not mad. I just... I just wanna know what I did."

"You didn't do anything. You've never done anything wrong." His eyes remained downward. "I just can't let you die."

"So, you left without telling me?"

"I didn't want to, but after everything with the Phantom Troupe... We have targets painted on our backs now, even with their leader out of commission."

"I'm sorry."

Regret swarmed through your body. Your leg began to bounce up and down like a jumping bean.

"It's not your fault. If you and Gon hadn't stepped in back then, I could be dead right now."

He's lying, just trying to make you feel better.

"No, not just for..." You let out a huff of frustration, not knowing what to say, or at least, whether to say it. Thankfully, he did.

"How did you even find me?"

"I heard about the movement of Kurta eyes a few cities away from here and managed to connect it to where you would come next." It was shameful how easily the lie slipped past your lips, but you still tried hard to make it believable. Despite your natural talent at improvising, Kurapika was always good at telling your fibs. "I'd been looking for a while."

He gave a lighthearted hum. "You never were very good at giving up, even when I was being foolish."

"Which is pretty often." You replied, happy that your prepared script was flowing into a more cheerful territory. "But you're still my best friend. I don't... I can't just sit and wonder if you're dead. And I know I'm not strong or smart or anything, but I want to help you, even if that means from the sidelines."

The offer made Kurapika him look up. But as you watched his hopeful expression pale into one of dread, it wasn't hard to understand something was wrong.

"What?" Then it hit you. "Shit!"

You had been so invested in the heartfelt conversation that you had somehow managed to ignore the tingly warmth of your eyes turning bright red.

Jolting upward, you smashed your hands against your face in a meager attempt to hide the abnormality. When they changed the usual feeling was that of fear, fear of any outsider noticing and somehow making a connection. Now, the only one you were worried about shared the same peculiar feature.

Said individual harshly grabbed your wrists before you could trip yourself over the bench. "Just try and calm down quickly. Did you forget to put in contacts today? Have you forgotten before?"

"No, I-I was-" forced to take them out by our worst enemy who I'm apparently in cahoots with. "Fuck!"

You had created the grand plan of giving however much time the exorcist needed and then hightailing it as far away from here as possible, but that was thrown out the window because of one stupid mistake and your uncontrollable emotions.

Fucking idiot.

He's gonna find out. He already knows something's up; maybe if you're honest it'll soften the blow.

I can't.

I need to think.

"Hey, stop."

What do I do?

Just calm down.

But you couldn't. Your hands were stilled by his, but at this point you couldn't stop panicking, anxiety you hadn't felt since his leave over half a year ago growing worse with every moment spent trying to decide what to say next.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

"What's going on?"

Mouth watering with verbal nausea, your brain cut to the nearest option.

"'Made a deal."

"A deal? Wait, with who?"

Guilty conscious is a self-accuser.

"Phantom Troupe."

He went silent, a cold and dark quiet that made your insides hollow as you waited for a response.

"You... you what?"

You can't stop now.

"They kidnapped me and said that they needed you to try and fix the nen dagger."

His hands dropped from yours and he backed away. "You're serious?"

You watched in despair as his expression turned sour, your heart becoming heavy as you realized how grave of a mistake you had let out into the open. The already-present panic began to grow bigger as remorse and worry hit you like a train. "They said... they said that they would leave us alone. And that they wouldn't kill anyone as long as I-"

"And you believed them?!" Shame washed over you, lowering your head as he scoffed.

"I... I know it sounds bad, but I just knew I could."

"How could you be so stupid?"

You tried advancing forward, but he backed away in disgust, like you were some contagious disease. Coherent thoughts transformed into slurred phrases as your downward slope of hysteria continued.

"I thought... I thought maybe we wouldn't have to worry anymore."

"What would Pairo think? And your mom? Huh?"

That was the breaking point.

Your heart shattered into pieces, carved out by the blade of his words. The dam cracks and tears begin to flow down your face when you look up at him. No matter how hard you tried to plug it back up, it just won't stop.

"No, no, no, Kurapika, please don't say that." You cried.

"Well, it's true! Isn't it?" He grabbed your wrist in an iron-clad grip. "They're dead because of the Phantom Troupe and you go off and make deals with them? Are you really that callous or just a fucking idiot?"

You tried to wriggle out of his painful clasp, but he held firm, eyes blazing so hard beneath his contacts that you thought they might melt away.

"This isn't her fault, you know."

Kurapika didn't turn around to meet Chrollo's eyes, but his grip somehow grew impossibly stronger. "Why should I believe you?"

"Because I have no reason to lie. We did kidnap her and I have no intent on forgoing our deal."

His expression remained unchanged, either still in disbelief or at the point where the words didn't make a difference.

"Kurapika, p-please! I'm s-so sor-"

"I'll find you again someday." He grunted, ignoring you. "And when I do, I'll make sure to slit each of your throats individually."

He finally dropped your wrist, turning around to leave. You made a move to grab onto him and make him stop, but he slapped your arm away without enough force to make you stumble and fall onto the floor.

"Don't touch me."

"Kurapika-"

"As far as I'm concerned, you're one of them now."

You tried pleading with him to come back, to not leave you again, but he didn't hesitate, leaving you to sob on the concrete flooring of the patio. The pavement scraped against your hands as you drew them into fists.

He's not coming back

He hates you

The world melted away through a veil of unseen voices as you drowned in turmoil, letting out a cry of what one could only describe as pure despair.

And here you are, blubbering like an idiot

You're nothing but a pathetic bitch

it's no wonder he doesn't want you anymore

Who in the world would?

Your head was beginning to hurt as you continued to weep, but it was nothing compared to the agonizing pain in your chest. Breathing became almost impossible, just becoming wet heaves between sobs that were enough to drown out the light footsteps coming closer.

They stopped right in front of you, causing you to glance up and see Chrollo. His tall stature was enough to block out the sun, casting a dark shadow over you that made you grimace.

"Fuck. Off." You spat.

But he merely tilted his head, like an animal wordlessly expressing their confusion, then knelt down, taking away the shade with him. The sun pierced through your still-crimson eyes and you glanced away, already missing his cool shadow and cursing yourself for it.

"What do you want?"

"Would you like me to wait in the car instead?"

You stilled at his words for a moment.

"What?"

"Do you expect us to leave you here?"

This made you look up, surprised, only to be met with his outstretched hand. The scene from a few nights ago, one where physical exhaustion weighed you down rather than emotional, replayed in your head. You were certain this was worse, though.

Regardless, he still held his palm out expectantly, every broken part of you begging to take it, to take some form of comfort in any shape.

"I don't need your pity."

"I wasn't offering it." But his stance remained firm.

You eyed his hand, looking for any sign of a trick, even though you weren't really sure you would care if that was the case. He gave you the time, waiting patiently for you to push him away. But some part of you just couldn't, at least, not now.

Where else do I have to go?

So, you stood up, fueled only by the hopeless weight flaming in your stomach. You ignored his hand, but followed back to the car nonetheless, not giving much attention to whether the decision would end up with you dead.

[fairycosmos]

Oh boy, things are extremely rough atm. Can you recommend any healthy coping mechanisms? I literally don’t know a single one that works for me except for self destruction and being on my phone until I don’t feel anything anymore. And apparently that’s not what we’re supposed to do when we’re sad

ok so unfortunately all of my healthy coping mechanisms only half work for me and it's a total gamble whether or not they're going to on any given day. and none of them ever cure my mental illness which is annoying. like they're not fail-proof solutions and a lot of the time they're simply frustrating in fact it often feels laughable to even try them. a walk is not going to make any of this better. but consistency DOES strengthen your coping skills like a weak muscle. like even after 3 days of practicing them i'm like Ok well i feel like shit but i survived without hurting myself and that was the whole point. not a cure but a tool. ok i'm just going to list them because otherwise, i will ramble forever. btw it's ok to do like, even half of one of these per day. there's no need to overwhelm yourself at all :) coping is coping.

meditation - it sounds and feels like bullshit but i follow this youtube called great meditation and they upload 10 min guided meditation sessions and they have truly gotten me through a lot of low moments at this point. sometimes i feel much better after and sometimes i barely notice a difference but the point is i've sat and breathed for a bit

journaling - i thought i needed some sort of mental health diary for this but then i just opened a google doc and followed these mental health journal prompts ( just one every other day, nothing overwhelming, and no pressure to write a lot or to write anything in particular) and it helped me organise my thoughts and notice the patterns i was/am locking myself into. there's also trauma processing prompts online if that is what you're after.

free writing - again just opening a word doc but this time you just write without thinking literally letting go and putting down whatever words your fingers type - no judgement no curation no performance no expectations.

submerging my face in cold water, holding ice cubs - good for grounding.

crying my eyes out, purposefully listening to sad songs or watching sad movies in order to do so - cleansing, painful, tires you out and can make you feel renewed briefly.

breathwork - again there's some great youtube vids for this. i do this 20 min nervous system reset somewhat often, but there's shorter ones that are also very effective. box breathing also helps if you just need a simple go to - breathe in for 4, hold for 4, our for 4.

lie down on a hard surface or the floor with your back straight - another grounding thing. to occupy your mind during this you can name 5 things you can see, four things you can touch, three things you can hear, two things you can smell, and one you can taste.

pat your arms, legs, stomach, head, chest gently and breathe deeply - again it can be grounding.

watch trail cam vids of cute animals, use the wikipedia page generator to read up on smth you've never really thought about before, download duolingo and start learning a language. not to become fluent just to get your mind out of the place it's in, even for 5 minutes.

literally just move around especially outside - HATEEE to say it but stretching on your bedroom floor, going for a walk, following an exercise video etc - it can really help you feel a bit less stale and myopic. if it's too much, opening a window is a good start. or simply standing outside your house for 2 minutes and going back in. the air will feel good.

make sure all your bases are covered - have you eaten, have you slept, have you showered, have you talked to someone in the last few days, are you hydrated? if not, make a small move towards doing one of those things. feeling like crap physically only compounds how crap you feel mentally and so the cycle perpetuates.

scream, punch/throw pillows, snap pencils, stab at paper with pens.

affirmations - i'm trying to build a list of ones that resonate with me specifically because a lot of them don't LOL. but there's a lot of good resources online for this. one of my favorite current ones is: doing a little is better than doing nothing. a job half done is better than a job not done at all.

do something creative - it's not about being an artistic genius it's about doing something tangible with your hands and getting out of your head and using the space in your brain to focus on something that doesn't feel doomed. drawing, singing, cooking, playing an instrument, writing, whatever you want. you don't have to have done it before. you can just do it.

talk to someone you trust/care about, let them in even a tiny bit. it's ok to verbalise these things. give them a fair chance to be there for you the way you'd want to be there for them. i know it's hard, all of this is, but it's not impossible. also, look for any communal resources you can find - support groups, local therapists who may offer sliding scale prices that are affordable. it all sucks but it's something.

will add more when/if any come to mind. i'm sorry you're feeling like this and i sincerely hope it all becomes a bit lighter for you soon. sending so much love. x

[snowflakesoliloquy]

April reading wrap up

This month was disappointing for books

Read

📱 Birthright of scars: Rising by Laurisa Brandt ⭐⭐⭐/5 (3 stars)

🎧 Apprentice to the villain (Not yet rated)

DNF

📱 The seven month itch by Tanvia Peart. DNFd at 50 pages left. ⭐⭐⭐⭐/5 (4 stars)

🎧 Divergent mind: Thriving in a world that wasn't designed for you by Jenara Nerenberg. DNFd at 3 1/2 hours.

Nothing against this book but it was just a little too entry level with where I'm at in my Neurodivergent journey (I'm autistic)

Paused

📱 How to Read Literature Like a Professor Book Thomas C. Foster

Had to return it on Libby. Learned recently some of the behind the scenes on digital and digital audio copies for libraries. Sometimes they have to buy per borrow and the textbooks can be super expensive. I noticed on Libby it's one copy and no one had it on hold but I had to place it back on hold instead of renewing.

So I'm concerned they're having to buy each digital copy and this is published by a college professor so who knows how much him or his publisher is charging.

And who knows how much I could potentially cause the library with how long I take to read books (I started birthright of scars in January)

The last things librarians want is for people's anxieties to prevent them from accessing the library in the best way for them. I've heard second hand that librarians never want to discourage holds or renewals.

I'm taking an extra precaution with this book in particular but please don't feel necessary to follow in my footsteps, and I am absolutely not passing judgement on how anyone uses the library.

I borrowed birthright of scars 4 times from Hoopla.

Currently reading

🎧 How to kill a mockingbird by Harper Lee

📖 On tyranny by Timothy Snyder

📱The particular sadness of lemon cake by Aimee Bender

If you'd like a more constant update, I'm very active on tracking my progress on storygraph

https://app.thestorygraph.com/profile/steamyshortwing

[kayleightarot]

December 28-29, 2024

The weekend is about Decisive Transformation, Renewal, Forgiveness

Judgement is a card of change; but unlike Death or The Tower, it isn't sudden change influenced by luck or intuition, but change that springs from reason and decision making. It signifies plans, choices, and focus, coming to fruition.

There is a cycle ending and beginning in the same moment; like the cycle of the Phoenix. If there is a choice that needs to be made, ruminate and let your mind guide the decision. Logic, this time, is a better guide than intuition. Be prepared to make a major decision in your life, likely one that will shape the next chapter.

💚 At work, your efforts (or lack thereof) have been noticed. Keep doing your best and your efforts will pay off. If you’ve been slacking off, now is the time to pay attention to detail and focus your energies so you don’t risk damaging your career.

💙 Whether you are single or in a relationship, this card is a sign that you need to be very clear, and truthful about what you want, need, and can change. Take the necessary actions to make changes happen for your highest good.

🧡 This is a time of absolution and renewal; release preconceived notions, judgements, and assumptions. Forgive others and yourself for very human mistakes, and transform lives. Release the negative energy; it’s time to start anew.

Gus an ath thuras (Until next time), darlings Peace out