Ragland Tiger

Those who can take advice are superior to those who give it.

The Fragility Of Good Government

On 2022-06-23 at 1:34 PM, Tropical Melody said:

The whole thing was his fault after all. He'd been arguing with Pauline because she'd forgotten to call the plumber about the leak in the faucet of the bathroom sink, and the damn dripping was keeping him awake half the night, and she'd promised she'd do it first thing that morning, and of course she hadn't, which meant he'd have to endure another night of Chinese water torture, and then he'd have to call the plumber himself tomorrow, when he was supposed to be working, and he was still irritated – hell, he was irritated now, almost eight months later – when he saw Amber in the kitchen helping herself to the last of the peach pie in the fridge – the piece he'd been saving for himself – and he'd made some stupid comment about how if she wasn't careful, she'd end up like Kerri Franklin's daughter – talk about the pot calling the kettle black – and next thing he knew, the pie was in the garbage and Amber was dropping pounds as if they were flies, and now she was maybe 125 pounds  – six feet tall and 125 pounds – and it was all his fault.

 

"Once you have established yourself as an icon in your field, it is important to pay tribute to the great legends who came before you.  This kind of gesture will create the illusion that you are still humble, and serve as a preemptive strike to anyone who has noticed what a callous and delusional ass you have become."

Best video on this subject I've seen so far...

...more painful than stepping on a Lego.

Your children are not your children.
    They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
    They come through you but not from you,
    And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

    You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
    For they have their own thoughts.
    You may house their bodies but not their souls,
    For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
    You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
    For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
    You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
    The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
    Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
    For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Kahlil Gibran

“Geniuses don’t have thoughts that are, in the end, so different from our own. They have simply had the confidence to take them seriously”

“I choose to love you in silence…
For in silence I find no rejection,

I choose to love you in loneliness…
For in loneliness no one owns you but me,

I choose to adore you from a distance…
For distance will shield me from pain,

I choose to kiss you in the wind…
For the wind is gentler than my lips,

I choose to hold you in my dreams…
For in my dreams, you have no end.”

— Rumi

It is not only through our actions that we can give life meaning — insofar as we can answer life’s specific questions responsibly — we can fulfill the demands of existence not only as active agents but also as loving human beings: in our loving dedication to the beautiful, the great, the good. Should I perhaps try to explain for you with some hackneyed phrase how and why experiencing beauty can make life meaningful? I prefer to confine myself to the following thought experiment: imagine that you are sitting in a concert hall and listening to your favorite symphony, and your favorite bars of the symphony resound in your ears, and you are so moved by the music that it sends shivers down your spine; and now imagine that it would be possible (something that is psychologically so impossible) for someone to ask you in this moment whether your life has meaning. I believe you would agree with me if I declared that in this case you would only be able to give one answer, and it would go something like: “It would have been worth it to have lived for this moment alone!”

Viktor E. Frankl

There is no "cloud"; only someones else's computer.

Those who know not, and know not that they know not, are fools.  Shun them.

Those who know not, and know that they know not, are children.  Teach them.

Those who know, and know not that they know, are asleep.  Wake them.

Those who know, and know that they know, are wise.  Follow them.

“It is not your fault that the world is as it is. It would only be your fault if it stayed that way”.

 “Oh, the jobs people work at! Out west near Hawtch-Hawtch there's a Hawtch-Hawtcher bee watcher, his job is to watch. Is to keep both his eyes on the lazy town bee, a bee that is watched will work harder you see. So he watched and he watched, but in spite of his watch that bee didn't work any harder not mawtch. So then somebody said "Our old bee-watching man just isn't bee watching as hard as he can, he ought to be watched by another Hawtch-Hawtcher! The thing that we need is a bee-watcher-watcher!". Well, the bee-watcher-watcher watched the bee-watcher. He didn't watch well so another Hawtch-Hawtcher had to come in as a watch-watcher-watcher! And now all the Hawtchers who live in Hawtch-Hawtch are watching on watch watcher watchering watch, watch watching the watcher who's watching that bee. You're not a Hawtch-Watcher you're lucky you see!”

― Dr. Seuss, Did I Ever Tell You How Lucky You Are?

Can you do my oc?

"Maybe ever’body in the whole damn world is scared of each other."
John Steinbeck

In many ways, the work of a critic is easy...

"Yoohoo! Mister Pie-rate!"

"Have you ever been a safe? It's cold, empty, and rarely opened."

I heard on the news that a tiny psychic escaped from jail.  A small medium, at large.

@Dynamo Pad

"My  family adopted her when she was younger and abandoned," said Twilight.  "I hope that bully gets his fair comeuppance," said Spike "How could anypony hurt Bluebell?  She doesn't have a mean bone in her body!" 

@Solar Power  You said a bad word!

@Starforce

It was a scroll. Bluebell took it and opened it.  It was a message written in a strange code that she immediately tried to decipher. 

She pulled out her notebook, and looked for something she could use as a reference.

@heavens-champion

Ouch!   This is gonna hurt!