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What Alternative Career Paths Have You Considered or Are Interested In? Exploring Beyond Construction Safety
What alternative career paths have you considered or are interested in?
The question, “What alternative career paths have you considered or are interested in?” resonates deeply with countless professionals, regardless of their field. At some juncture in our professional journey, introspection leads us to weigh the myriad of possibilities outside our current domain. For those ingrained in the…
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#Adaptability#alternative careers#career paths#challenges#communication#Construction Safety#dailyprompt#dailyprompt-2101#evolution#experiences#industry insights#innovation#knowledge#opportunities#problem-solving#professional growth#skill set#unique perspectives#versatility#well-being
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Amazing forced perspective mosaic siding.
Photo via Jamie's Garden Shop
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What Sets Geniuses Apart? Research Spotlights 25 Key Characteristics
For ages, people have wondered – what makes a genius tick? Scientists have long studied the peculiar qualities of the world’s brightest minds. Countless experiments compare genius-level IQs with the rest of us. There’s no doubt their genes are special. But even geniuses share some traits rooted in their DNA. This helps explain how they see the world in their unique way.
So if you met a genius,…
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#Characteristics#Cognitive Abilities#Exceptional Minds#Extraordinary Thinking#Genius#Hallmarks of Genius#Identifying Genius#IQ and Traits.#Science of Genius#Traits#Unique Perspectives
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beautiful women James
"Feminine Allure in Frames: The Captivating Portraits of Beautiful Women by James."
#Timeless elegance#Inner confidence#Captivating charm#Radiant beauty#Empowering portrayal#Natural grace#Diverse representation#Individuality celebrated#Portrait photography#Striking features#Empowered women#Artistic interpretation#Unique perspectives#Creative captures#Feminine essence#pretty woman#beautiful women#pretty girl
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what if we 🥺👉👈 collaborated on a project together 🥺👉👈 inspired each other 🥺👉👈 built one another up 🥺👉👈 created something new and fun 🥺👉👈 while cheering each other on 🥺👉👈 and bringing joy and fresh ideas to our works 🥺👉👈 wouldn't that be cool 🥺👉👈 I will fall in love with you, to be clear
#bean talks#thought about how fandom friends collaborate with each other and got a little misty eyed#can you imagine#being inspiring to another person????????#working together ????????? to make something unique to both of your perspectives ?????#i cant thats so beautiful i could never
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Oh my god I woke up this morning and my Stardew Valley meta post had almost 150 notes????? Hello?????????? Anyways I started writing this last night because @moon-is-pretty-tonight left nice tags on the original so thank you so much!!
We know from the starting scenes of the game that the farmer's grandfather loved Stardew Valley. So why did he leave? Pelican Town is a good place to grow old; George and Evelyn are just fine. It's a fine place to raise a kid, but maybe he just wanted to raise his child closer to real schools and other children.
Or maybe, just maybe, he understood.
Was there a day when he was in his thirties where he looked at his friends and realized they weren't like him? That he could run faster than them, work longer, explore deeper into the hidden places of the valley?
Was there a day when he went to the wizard to ask him for help, for knowledge if nothing else? Did he learn then that his family was different? Special? Chosen? And how did he react? He couldn't possibly raise a child in the valley if they would be as strange and fey as him. He had to leave. There was no other way.
But years later, on his deathbed, did he regret that choice?
Is that why he gave the farmer the letter?
Is that why they went back home?
When the farmer steps off the bus that first day, the valley is still on the cusp of winter, just barely tipping over into spring. The flowers are starting to bloom, but a chill still hangs in the air. As soon as the farmer's boots touch the soil there's a change. The air gets warmer. The trees get greener. Not by too much, not all at once, but it changes.
The junimos watch the farmer as they do their work. They're new to farming, but take to it with frightening speed; their first batch of crops is perfect. None of the townsfolk tell them that parsnips don't normally grow in less than a week, that cauliflowers don't grow to be ten feet tall, that fairies don't visit when the sun goes down and grow potatoes and beans and tulips overnight. The junimos talk amongst themselves in their strange, wild language, and agree: this is the one. They're back. The valley recognizes its own, even when they've left for a generation. The farmers have come home.
Things change fast in the valley. The community center, empty and decrepit for so many years, is rejuvenated. (Lewis says it was abandoned only a few weeks after the farmer's grandfather left. Strange coincidence, he says, that it both came and went with the farmer's family.) The mines and the quarry, similarly abandoned, are explored for the first time in ages. The town becomes cleaner, brighter, more vibrant, happier.
And it is happier. Not just the environment, but the people. It's the talk of the town for weeks when Haley does her first closet purge. Leah's art show in the town square is a huge success. Shane's smiling for the first time since he moved to the valley. All of them, when asked, say it's all thanks to the farmer.
People love to ask why Lewis didn't fix the community center on his own. Why Willy never repaired the boat to ginger island. Why Abigail or Marlon never went down to fix the elevator in the mines, or why Clint didn't fix the minecarts.
But isn't it so much more interesting to ask how those things were there in the first place? How they got so broken down? If the stories the townspeople tell are true, the valley was once a beautiful place, flourishing and full of life; why did that change? When did it change?
Was it when the farmer's grandfather, the locus of the valley, its chosen representative, left town?
And if so, what happens when the farmer comes back?
#lich says shit#stardew valley#stardew farmer#sdv#my writing#Hope y'all enjoyed!#I'm thinking about developing this into. Like. An actual Fan Fiction. Still sort of short-form but like with more detail?#LMK if you'd be interested to see that! Also if you want to be tagged in future installations of this please just let me know :)#I'm super into this version of the farmer as like. Blessed and cryptic child of the valley with all the strange behavior that entails#If i DO write a more in-depth version of this it'll be from the perspective of someone in town#maybe Leah? She seems like she'd be the one to notice the farmer being Odd. Either that or I'll do it from the perspective of multiple--#--different people to get their unique insights and stuff#I'd also want to dig into like#The family history of the farmer. And what that's like.#Because like why did grandpa leave?#He clearly loved the valley#So why didn't he stay?#Why did he give the deed to his grandchild and not his literal child?#And is it a coincidence that everything in the valley went downhill when he left?#I don't think so.
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said id finish "in the morning" as in when i woke up. ended up finishing in two hours but its 2 am so that still counts. luv u callie u are the girly ever
#callie splatoon#splatoon#artists on tumblr#splatoon callie#callie cuttlefish#portfolio#art tag#april 2024#my art style has been very inconsistent cause im trying to mess around with it. make it more unique ig#finding a balance between different enough to feel original but comfy enough to do regularly yk#the anatomy/perspective is pretty off but thats chill cause it was more for coloring practice than anything
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if there’s one thing barry writers love, it’s themes of neurodivergence and being othered
#panels#dc#the flash#barry allen#adhdposting#autisms#meta#danbles#long post#the way his explanation for how isolating and othering the speedforce feels to him#is then followed by ‘why did i let him put on that suit? and why did i think it would be red?’#he finally has someone he feels could understand him#that he could in turn guide with their shared unique experience and perspective#and he went ahead and projected all of that onto wally :((#i have GOT to find out what wally’s pov is on the speed force bc ik it’s very different
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i find it kind of emblematic that movies that explore stereotypical manliness like fight club and whatever else are seen as like.. movies with something to Say and it being a barometer for film literacy whether you took the right message or not, while like mean girls or legally blonde or gone girl are just seen as movies that girls like because girls are shallow and there’s no way a movie exploring aspects of womanhood and feminity could have deeper themes beyond the surface level commentary being made. i’m not saying they’re masterpieces by any means but i do think they carry more depth than they’re given credit for and i think it has a lot to do with how little value society seems to place on the inner lives of women and the even lesser value that is given to women wanting to express that in art
#tht being said the sheer whiteness of those movies IS an issue and has always stood out to me as a glaring flaw#cause any exploration of girlhood and womanhood is incomplete without factoring in woc and their unique perspectives#.txt
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@gecko-in-a-can THIS ABSOLUTELY
Resentment is such a big part of Benny’s motives towards House, feeling he’s underserving to rule and shouldn’t have the right to keep the title of Vegas just because he claimed it first long ago. Say what you will, Benny puts the effort in, through honest and dishonest work albeit, but he puts in the effort. Not saying House didn’t but House had the luxury of having a lot of that effort done before the war and subordinates to do so after. House is untouchable, something everyone wants in the Mojave, if not for the power, but because of the security. House takes that for granted seeing how easy he thinks it is to buy people. Benny, a Mojave native, has to be irate about that seeing how he has seen the heights and slums of both lives.
Also with the AIs it’s so telling because in a lot of ways, Yes Man has more autonomy than House’s major personality securitrons. Yeah, Yes Man has to be helpful but he’s aware and able to be snarky and coy. Benny has an issue with not being listened to but that’s the only perimeter Yes Man needs to act on. He can’t condescend but lord you can tell when he wants to. House’s AIs serves specific and highly detailed functions but are confined to act in accordance. They are subservient to a T and are extensions of House while Yes Man really is a creation that adapts further, hence his desire for the assertive upgrade. Benny made something, or at least was okay with a helper, that can progress for itself. House made things that replicate or facilitate an era of the past and don’t hold the power to contest it.
#for all the focus on Vegas Vegas itself in the game is not discussed enough#like I want to know more about the families relationships with each other#how Tommy and swank really feel#a meeting with all the heads of the casinos must be a major cat fight let’s talk about how like fiends are just right outside????#but let’s talk about the favoritism house has to the tops and how the other families must resent that only for the chairmen to be like#these high strung former warrior nomads cause they got big brother right on their asses cause boss man is his special boy#like no one but swank and the chairmen really complain about house in the strip so the chairmen have to have a unique perspective#but back to Benny and house it’s like a weird you owe me thing where house 100 believe Benny and the chairmen are beyond grateful and are#down to do whatever he says cause it’s like he controls your basic needs now and the culture of the boot riders is one of pride and honor#and by extension helping your own and houses capitalist ideology is alien and isolating to them socially#that it would be an insult because their relationship is already mutually beneficial and now your taking so much more that they are now#getting less than what house is giving#enough tag talking I should focus on another post but first i need to brainstorm#fallout new vegas#fallout#benny gecko#robert edwin house#mr house fnv#Benny fnv#rebloggin#gecko-in-a-can
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the "big picture" - whether that refers to some detached, calculated greater good; ruthless ambition and progress for the sake of progress; or even the dear listeners' cosmic indifference - as an antagonistic force in wolf 359 is so fascinating to me because of the way eiffel as a protagonist is set up to oppose it, just by nature of who he is. eiffel retains his humanity even under the most inhumane circumstances. his strength is in connection, and with that he's able to reach others who share his core values, but he's operating under a fundamentally different framework from the show's antagonists. he can never understand where they're coming from or be swayed by their points of view because, for better or worse, he can only see the world through a close personal lens.
it's an ideological conflict he has with all of them, but notably with hilbert: "you talk about helping people, but what about the real, live people around you? [...] that's your problem. you're so zoomed out." eiffel will never, ever see that "big picture" because he is so zoomed in. at his best, he puts things into perspective and grounds the people around him. at his worst, his perspective narrows so drastically inwards that he becomes blind to everyone and everything else. his failings are deeply, tragically human - they're personal, they're impulsive, they're self-destructive. they're selfish. no matter how much he might try to narrativize or escape from himself, he's still left with doug eiffel: "it's taken me this long to realize that running from everyone else means that you're alone with yourself." eiffel could never be convinced to harm others on purpose, but he has hurt people, and it's never been because he didn't care. the very fact that he cares so much, that he's incapable of reconciling the hurt he's caused with the things he values, is what keeps him from real growth for so long. where many of the other characters in wolf 359 will justify their cruelty in service of something they consider more important, eiffel is so caught up in vilifying himself and the fear that he's always going to harm the people he cares for without meaning to that he shuts himself off from the people who care about him and perpetuates his own self-fulfilling prophecy.
#wolf 359#w359#doug eiffel#someday i'll finish my essay about the big picture as an antagonistic force. it's only been on my list of things to do for uh. ever#eiffel really cannot be convinced by Big Picture ideology in any form because he's so. unambitious and inwardly focused#he's not self-reflective at ALL but he is self-centered#and in some ways that's genuinely a good thing#but it's interesting. that he vilifies himself and tries so hard to. externalize his redemption and see some humanity in others#as proof he might be able to be better. when if those people consider themselves villains at all then they consider it necessary#i'm not sure if i'm phrasing this the way i want to but his worldview is just. fundamentally incompatible.#when i think about eiffel i think a lot about. how self-loathing is also a kind of exceptionalism. considering yourself uniquely bad#is its own way of avoiding accountability.#idk. it's complicated. it's a lot. it's interesting that lovelace talks about the 'big picture' when she's briefly a sort-of antagonist#but her 'big picture' is personal and emotionally driven in a way no other use of the phrase is#and then of course you have hera in am i alone now. such a big big universe etc.#when she betrays that perspective immediately and directly by talking about it through such a narrow personal framework#one of the most direct examples of 'big picture' thinking vs. personal connection in that contradiction. but that's another post maybe.
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You know what I love about Pakleds?
In some franchises, WE are the Pakleds.
Babylon 5. Who made the jump gates? Who knows? Who cares? Let's use 'em! Other species have artificial gravity tech and we don't? We'll stick something together anyway, and use it to make friends with the species that came thiiiis close to destroying us. And if our first four attempts at that end in disaster, we'll make a fifth.
Stargate. Stargate is "humans take alien tech we don't understand and find a way to use it: the movie: the show: the spin-off: the other spin-off."
Stargate lives and breathes humans using alien tech we couldn't make ourselves. And while we are the idiots of the galaxy, we also become a major player in galactic matters, with tech we couldn't make on our own.
Aliens are smart. We are not strong.
We don't let that stop us.
#star trek#babylon 5#stargate#idiots of the galaxy isn't just me making fun of us#in sg-1 the main character and a gray alien had a conversation where the gray is asking for humanity's unique perspective#after asking what that means and getting a politely-worded explanation the main char goes “so you want someone stupid”#“you've come to the right place”
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i cannot fucking overstate how much i love fcg’s reasoning for helping the gods btw. they don’t want to save them because they believe in them, though they do—they want to save them because, deep down, the purpose they’ve always had, always wanted to have, is to help. he wants to save the gods because they’ve asked for his help, and in turn, he believes that they’ll be able to help more people across exandria. he believes that if he helps, the gods will pay that favor back and help others too. and i just. dear god i love that. fcg recklessly and relentlessly chooses kindness and seems to have come back even more determined to do so after their detour in wildemount and i absolutely cannot wait to see it
#cr#cr3#fcg#roll insight#i just love this silly little robit soooo fucking much#it’s not even that shallow naïveté understanding of human kindness and emotion that they had in the beginning#now they’ve SEEN mortals. they’ve EXPERIENCED the depth of emotion#he’s starting to realize that he also has emotions like them like all those soul touched people he thought he was separate from#and if he can feel all those things… why can’t the gods?#fcg brings such a unique and fresh perspective to the table#and i’m so excited to see them start using that high wis#NOT TO MENTION HOW ADORABLE IT IS THAT THEY CONSIDER THEIR FRIENDS’ EXISTENCES MIRACLES#like. it was not a good thing to say in that moment at all#but it’s actually so sweet that he believes that his friends still being around is proof that the gods are good#i just. holds them so dearly. this robit can store so much love in them
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beautiful women James
"Captivating Beauty: Exploring the Allure of Beautiful Women Through the Lens of James."
#Feminine allure#Timeless elegance#Inner confidence#Captivating charm#Radiant beauty#Empowering portrayal#Natural grace#Diverse representation#Individuality celebrated#Portrait photography#Striking features#Positive self-image#Empowered women#Unique perspectives#Celebrating womanhood#pretty woman#beautiful women#pretty girl
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Drabble below cut. AU where the Tengu possesses Randy, approximately has a word count of 500. Tengu POV.
A hand that was not his, yet attached to him, brushes across dark purple hair.
Reddened sclera with stark blue irises darted around the shadowed dark space. It was too large, yet at the same time, felt too small. The ceiling was high, high up with multiple more layers which held him down.
A pang of pain emerges from his head. He stumbles, and catches his body to the nearest surface. He feels something burning in the back of his head.
A sound scratches and tears away his voice and their anger suddenly subsides.
Blinding light meets their eyes, just as a plethora of colours assault him. He hisses and shuts his eyes close, shredding off his flesh and raising his talons up high (but not high enough) and--
--rakes at the light.
The light, as elusive as it might be, was caught by his claws. It stretches and stretches, until it tears open like a dam burst. It cries like a river and bleeds like a mortal wound. A swab of warmth and familiarity envelops him. He relishes in it. It felt forgiving… almost.
Its reminiscence of self lies still beneath his feet, shining as bright as it ever does as it reflects what it withheld—a great treasure to all—yet, it itself gives dread to those who look too close.
His eye blinks slowly. The light makes it seem like his entire body was glowing.
A sharp scream cuts through the air and dazes them. His ears pick up the sound of feet pattering across the ground. It reminds him of rain. Something was approaching him. Fast. A waft of red smoke quickly invades his lungs.
He retches at the smell. Familiar, yet not at the same time.
He bites. Their tongue screams. Blood pours from the muscle and the smell of iron, mixed with pungent smoke, invades his senses.
It cries from the pain.
He ignores the scream.
The red smoke recesses, and he vaguely makes out a dark silhouette of something round.
He hears a voice from it.
He opens his mouth and screams. Again.
It screams, too. But not from pain, this time.
It writhes and pulls on its own skin and flesh. He claws- no. digs into its self with furied desperation.
Still, he stands.
The black and red blur halts and collapses. It emits sound. It moves. Towards him. It wants to trap him again. In that small little spherical object.
He fumes.
It stares back, in horror.
The little black blur becomes smaller, and he sweeps a fist towards it. He feels the contact, and sees the blur flying away from him. A sharp pain attacks his head again. He sees. A set of eyes stares at him.
Small. Pathetic. Weak.
The small thing moves. So slowly. Towards him. He lets it.
It shouts. Flails around. Like a fool.
He watches it.
And then he sees, bright red fabric inching towards him faster by second.
When he jumps, wings spread. Purple tail feathers fan out as he soars to the weeping light.
He crows…
…the black little thing behind him yells…
…it watches, powerless…
…and closes eyes that were not his.
#i would LOVE to hear what others thought about this in theor own unique perspective btw. I want to know.#blast me your thoughts 🤲#I haven't done much creative writing before#It's pretty wonky I suppose#but I wrote what I wanted so that's good
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