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The wolf thought itself smart, using the pelt of an old doe. It snuck closer to the deer, unable to keep itself from salivating.
'What a great idea!' It smiled. 'Deer folks are too shy and weak to figure it out! I will surely fool them!'
The buck's ears flicked, unsure, as it watched the weird masquerade. The doe next to him snorted, once, keeping her eyes on the figure emerging from the shadows.
With one swift kick, they bounded away, laughing their soft laugh.
'Did it really think it was going to work? The beast's stench betrayed it far too soon!'
It seems it would take more than superficial looks to fool its prey, in the end.
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Oh dear lawd. Don't ask him about himself. *facepalm*
#thread commentary#[lmfao he'll ramble for days about himself]#narcissist#self-absorbed#inflated ego#unleashed the beast
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deer tear dear puppet hand
say its wellsprung start
conversation the other
unanswered
of angels
preen in hologram like every
body bodyless skeleton
collapses on
itself lung kisses of
fresh air blow upward
alveolar
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If you don't love yourself, you cant be surprised when no one else does. But if you fail to distinguish the line dividing self-love and self-absorbed, and you become self-centered - you are now unlovable because you're unloving because you're selfish.
#shower thoughts#self love#self-involved#self-absorbed#self absorbed#self centered#selfish#love#self improvement#just my thoughts#whatever i was feeling at the time
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The Greek tales of Narcissus are the stories of many men and women who love themselves over all others and the Romans had plenty of this.
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Why can't people just be doing better? Hmmmmm? Must everyone be going through something? I certainly understand, and I don't begrudge them. But what the fuck world? Why all at the same time? I realize the state of the world right now. I occasionally go through stuff too. But seriously, today was doozy. And the worst part is I can't help them. Oh I can talk to them, I can check up on them. I can tell them it gets better. I can share my story, how it got better for me. I give them resources that may aid them. But I can't help them. I can't drink the metaphorical water for them, can't make them realize they can help themselves. I have to be so patient, so patient, in the mere hope they see how close they are. That they don't give up just before the finish line. And it's never enough, it can't be enough. And I worry that I make things worse, despite my efforts. And I worry my efforts make no effect at all. Because I'm not enough, I can't be enough. Everyone is in a crisis all at once and it feels like I'm the only person they can turn to. Why am I the person they turn to? I don't know how to help I'm just a rando, why me? I don't know what I'm doing. And of course I do my best, but what if they were better off with someone else. And also sometimes they're struggling cause they did something terrible. What the fuck do I do then? Huh? What the fuck, why me? I have to straddle the line of being overbearing and too much. And being so not committal as to be useless. And I can't win, because there's no winning. You can't win here, it's a never ending battle each time. And more and more people are starting new 'fights.' The world could have been a much better place, if a lot of people were just less shitty about a lot of stuff. It's just so exhausting. It's like I'm barely keeping my head above water, trying to stop a bunch of people, who aren't even trying to swim, from drowning. And yes I know that it's easier for lifeguards to save someone who's not trying to swim
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Peter and his beloved self-abasement
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Self-absorbed
I like being self-absorbed.
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5.] Relational Black Holes
But I can't think of two more vivid images of these
alternate definitions of love right? [25:45]
So we have a love & art culture that's primarily about
desire & affection, and of course if I desire and have
affection for you—you're going to benefit from that.
But if it's ultimate source is self-regard…
What you bring or offer is like what satisfies &
brings meaning & purpose to my life. Well odds
are that's not going to last very long.
Then all of a sudden, you & I become these
relational black holes—constantly drawing
each other into our own character flaws &
our own search for meaning/purpose/love
& affirmation..
So not only do I end up as this bottomless pit of
needing affection and affirmation, but odds are
you are going to be pretty miserable, as you get
drawn into my black hole.
Relational black holes
This is what humans are, but the way of JESUS is
different—it's like this commitment that's driven
out of this inner life source of perpetual others
focus
—& the word that JESUS & Paul used to describe
that is agape, is perpetually outward oriented &
the paradox of love Is that the more I give out of
myself to others, the more I become truly human
& discover myself
5.1] Definitions of Agape Love
That's the vision that Paul's describing here
So get those two fixed in your mind & let's turn to
these 16 part definitions of agape..
There's nothing for it but to just think through it..
this is the kind of thing that you might read through
& be like that's inspiring & cool
#1 Kindness
—but I want to slow down & just ponder, so pretend
you have a cup of tea.. look at v.4
1 Corinthians 13:4 | ⁴ Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
Oh I forgot, so the first two things Paul turns to is that
JESUS style love is patient, & kind-patient & it's kind..
Think about this in terms of the images.
So love is something that gives time like a cell, it just
has time to give & you flip it over then of course so
impatience is this inability to give people the time
that they need or want
So that's what you're giving: Time
So love has this discernment about the other that I
might even know what's good for someone—but if
I don't do it in the right time, it's not love
So I have time to give time, to be patient.
Do you see this?
It is about a focus on the other, & what they might
need or what they might require—all of a sudden
you realize like:
Yeah that's what impatience is, it's like I have a
timeline for how the next hour is going to work
& showing up at one of Portland's coffee shops
—where it's like eight minutes to get your cup of
coffee & you go in there, & like you dilly dallied
at home & you're late…& now you're late to work
or whatever.
Then all of a sudden the eight minute coffee which
is the normal experience here in Portland—it's quiet
delightful when you're expecting it.
You guys know what I'm talking about the
slow coffee experience?
Do you guys live here?
What's wrong you?!
You don't know what I'm talking about!
It's wonderful isn't it? Unless you've been wasting
your time or unless well I'm not going to say you're
not a loving person.
How to Love like JESUS P1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 | Tim Mackie [1 Corinthians 13:1-13]
#Kindness#Gives Time#Patience#1 Corinthians 13:4#slow food movement#Portland Coffee#How to Love like JESUS#Relational Black Holes#self-absorbed
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TOWB chapters 49-52
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Chapter 49
She’d banked everything on tonight, on making Ongrum see reason and swaying her to their side.
Your entire plan hinges on convincing a manipulative narcissist to do what you want them to do?
They’re all going to die.
“The Kerth they injected—we found her before the winalin managed to kill her. And she’s still alive.”
She might be alive, but what condition is she in?
The narration hasn’t mentioned that the witch is still alive. Ranka literally doesn’t give a shit if it’s not about her.
Together they moved to the center of the room.
Chapter 49 summary: At the party that night, Ranka still can’t find Ongrum. Galen is dancing with some other witches, and from across the room, he tells her that she’s standing out by not dancing. So she turns to the nearest witch and asks to dance.
The witch is a leader from another tribe, known for their brutality at sea; kind of like vikings, if you will. The witch wants to hear Ranka’s pitch, so Ranka begins to talk.
One of the two witches that Ranka and Aramis saw being tested on by the Hand council, the one who didn’t survive, was from this tribe. Ranka asks the woman about her, and then presses her about how many others have died from this mysterious sickness. She tells them that they’re super close to finding a cure; the second witch hasn’t died yet. She’s still comatose, but she’s alive. The tribe will not help themselves if they suddenly run off into the night. The tribal leader tells Ranka that she’d suspected that this was the reason why Ranka suddenly showed up to accept her role as the Bloodwin. That it’s the only reason why they’d come.
The song ends and the two of them break apart. Aramis shows up, and asks Ranka to dance.
Chapter 50
“Do you think we’re stupid?” Tafa snapped. “I just saw you dancing, Ranka —what are you doing, making moon eyes over Aramis Sunra? Following her and her brother around like some loyal puppy? We sent you here to do a job.”
These people never gave a shit about Ranka. They probably held a big party the same night Ranka left. The fact that Ranka continues to refuse to see this is infuriating.
Behind Ranka came the soft click of the ballroom doors being locked. And then the screaming began.
Chapter 50 summary: Ranka dances with Aramis. The other girl tells Ranka to not talk about anything, and to simply live in the moment. They dance to the edge of the ballroom, where they kiss each other. Aramis says that she’s going to go check on the patient, but Ranka should stay there and keep an eye on Galen.
Ranka then goes to find her old girlfriend, Tafa, who was a witch with the tribe where Ranka used to live. Tafa is basically like “You were sent here to kill Galen, and he’s still alive. So we’ve decided to take matters into our own hands.” And then Ranka realises that this indoor party is a goddamned death trap, with her old coven members literally lying in wait to start murdering their human oppressors.
Chapter 51
All she could think of was Aramis. Aramis, who would sooner die than let the Skra destroy her work. Aramis, alone.
Chapter 51 summary: So yeah. Murder is currently happening. Ranka finds Galen amongst the carnage and manages to get him out of the room.
But one important fact right now: Ranka’s magic is all locked away because of her little vision quest to her trauma. And if she does use it, she’ll fucking die. So not only is Ranka useless, but she’s also relying on a man to save her.
They’re cornered by Ranka’s old coven-mates, who refuse to listen to reason. Percy shows up and starts blasting everybody with his own fire magic, which has been hinted at but never spoken about directly. The only thing Ranka can think about is how Aramis went down to the lab, and is alone.
Chapter 52
Ranka raised her hand. And Ongrum stepped through the door.
Chapter 52 summary: Ranka rushes to Aramis in the lab. Aramis is upset because the patient died while she was away at the party. Despite the fact that it seemed like her condition was improving, she still died.
Ranka tells her that they have to go, that she’ll explain later. It’s only then that Aramis realises that Ranka is covered in blood. She starts to shove her notes into a bag, while Ranka promises her that they’ll keep working on it somewhere else.
It’s then that some members of Ranka’s old coven come in then. Ranka tries to make them see reason, and then she finally understands what’s going on: she thinks that after she’d left, the other witches staged a coup against Ongrum because she wasn’t getting shit done fast enough. That these witches are now so blinded by their rage and whatever lies the Hand fed them that they’re literally going to destroy the only known cure for the thing that will literally kill all of them in less than five minutes.
But then Ongrum shows up. Because there’s still way too much story left.
#The Ones We Burn#chapter 49#Chapter 50#Chapter 51#Chapter 52#shitty leaders doing shitty things#Ranka (TOWB)#self-absorbed#Galen (TOWB)#Aramis (TOWB)
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Is being self-absorbed really such a bad thing when no one else really gives a fuck about you otherwise? If you don’t care about you, who else will? Nobody…
#personal#self absorbed#self-absorbed#nobody cares about you#self esteem#self worth#thoughts#mental health
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His thoughts were all of himself, and the good things that were coming to him,—of the new world of interest that was being opened for him.
Anthony Trollope, from Can You Forgive Her?
#the world is your oyster#possibilities#self-absorbed#good fortune#potential#new beginnings#quotes#lit#words#excerpts#quote#literature#classics#anthony trollope#can you forgive her?
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very old doodle of a roleswap au idea bc y'all know how it is with me
#i dont think kim gets 'wild' i think he gets so incredibly absorbed with his job and thats how he self-destructs amen#theres not a lot to this i just like character designing DFGHDJ#disco elysium#harry du bois#kim kitsuragi#disco elysium role swap#sunnysidedoodles#sunnysidedraws#sunnysidedisco#id in alt text#described#smoking#tw smoking#cw smoking#den's disco swap
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Sample Milspouse Letter: To the Friend I Ignore
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#forgiveness#Friendship#humor#ignoring friends#military spouses#Moving#pcs moves#self-absorbed#Stress
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IT'S NEVER ABOUT YOU, EVER
IT’S NEVER ABOUT YOU, EVER
When I finished my last audio book I sighed a huge sigh of relief. It’s called “Economy, Society, and History” and this book is a transcript of a number of lectures given by Hans-Hermann Hoppe. Hoppe is a conservative German-American economist.
I am by no means a conservative person. You might say that I lean very much left-wing, but that never stopped me from exploring other ways of thinking.…
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#audio book narrator#best voice-over blog#faker#faking it#it&039;s never about you#narcissism#narcissist#narrator#nethervoice.voice acting#overacting#Paul Strikwerad#self-absorbed#storytelling#voice actor#voice-over blog#voiceover#voiceovers
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fucking your best friend for the first time, who prides himself on knowing your every secret, pet peeve, like, dislike, all your past and current crushes, kinks and daydreams, but who also becomes literally clueless as soon as it comes to your naked body
#and the utterly lost look that settles on his face as soon as you straddle his lap feels like a reward#especially if he’s the kinda cocky self-absorbed type of bsf who just loooves to tease you all the time#he’s just so eager to explore this entirely new aspect of you#AND YOU FINALLY MADE HIM SHUT THAT BIG-ASS MOUTH OF HIS LOL
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