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Indulge your imagination in every possible flight.
—Jane Austen
Can someone pls edit my baby Albert i'd be so happy
I just realized that many people in the Clancy fandom can't find Ambition,so I delved into the darkest corners of the internet (even literally a sketchy pornographic site) and managed to get it! Unfortunately the most decent quality I could find it in is 720p but hey, it could be worse.If you have any problems with the links, don't hesitate to DM me :3
G-Drive link: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1hmgbJge0UmOterS8drms5cfjDSfZRZjM/view?usp=drivesdk
Mega link: https://mega.nz/file/FqYynbzJ#VXIfpt0XbIcb3l5KryzSCyyyE3fEUf-_Tjlb4HSPbFc
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Don’t put out the light out on me
I asked
Ever so silently .
He turned ever so slightly
With a grin upon upon his cheek
Blew the light
And I was gone within a blink .
@trueemotions91
Anger is lethal,
As dangerous as a blade,
It only takes a second ,
To lose all self control,
A darkness covers your eyes,
To blind you from the rage,
Takes you away from the pain,
The day awakes ,
And reality is real,
Thats all it takes ,
Just one second ,
So own yourself ,
Don’t let the darkness take over,
Remember the sunlight ,
It never fades ,
Just fight the demon ,
Before it’s to late ,
Always sunshine the other side ,
Don’t let the darkness make your fate,
Half blinded by hate .
@trueemotions91
She cries a million tears every year,
She rips up the earth,
She sends voltage through our grounds to help us recharge ,
She shines the brightest light in the sky,
She can whisper ,
She can roar ,
She heals,
She grows,
She loves ,
Who is she ?
And how come we don’t answer her calls.
@trueemotions91
I looked up to the midnight sky,
With bright lights ,
Illuminating my eyes,
I wished upon a thousand stars,
Have chased a million dreams,
,
I’m still chasing the same dream,
It clear when I stare,
My dream will always be a dream ,
As life ain’t fair,
I don’t dream of riches,
Just for my soul to be complete ,
Which I’ve now come to realise ,
I Could never compete,
Till my journey on earth is fully complete .
@trueemotions91
a future awaiting
What more foolish than to believe happiness is the ultimate ambition of a society whose very foundation is built upon a thwarted craving for meaning and its pillars insatisfaction ? Unhappiness and insufficiency are the driving forces behind economic expansion. The horror of contentment, the very notion of it is injurious to capitalism. So, in a way, a constant search for and accumulation of wealth is equated with success and to not deliriously overwork oneself in the name of ambition becomes failure, or as an excellently absurd term puts it ‘wasted potential’. Perhaps the implication here that any ability to create or produce is disqualified to be of any value unless it is yielded in a way enabling it to be monetised is collectively unacknowledged by society, or consciously endorsed. A bit of prodding into this brings one to the despaired question. What indeed is humankind’s core want? Or in other words, what would compel a thinking person to serve bureaucracy if their fundamental need were met and a decent standard of living provided?
Also another thing that bothers me is the quasi-philosophical belief that suffering is somehow superior to happiness in both meaning and virtue. The dreadfulness of pain masquerades as intellectualism and, to borrow a phrase from LeGuin, the banality of evil is wrapped up in folds of mystery. The ideology that ‘suffering should be endured for the potential of a reward later’ (and not to seek any meaning in itself, which, although questionable is a manifold better reason to engage in masochism) is one that is encouraged and spread by those in power. This is an abuse of religion and an exploitation of people’s values done more or less solely for the purpose of keeping people perceived beneath them in check. This state of affairs is more prevalent than it appears to be at first glance and is a disgrace to the few who actually work for the welfare of people. This has been a rant. Thank you.
"And Cain says, “When you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. He got kindness, and I got longing. He got complacence, and I got ambition. I want to kill him sometimes. I think sometimes he wants to die.”
- Nathaniel Orion, "Hevel"
— Ambition rules this family. My father's. My brother's. And I will have to add to that my own if I don't want to live in a garden of weeds.
Don't be a coward who thrives on other's imagination ;live your life ,decide for yourself ,live for yourself ,commit to your commitments and lastly live your life in your own terms because it's your life and not their's-)RB
But do we stop, halt and realize that we are indeed still breathing?
Because no matter the emotions
or
notions of what we intend to do or become,
the mere fact that we are breathing is a salient one.
Bartemius Crouch Senior
I love Barty Crouch Senior, I just do. Maybe it’s because when we meet him I just see this bright man who got shafted by his family, the public and was alone; I feel for him. Now, he’s not perfect. We know that he could be cruel, as we see with him and Winky and hear from others in regards to the trails of other Death Eaters not connected to his son. But while he was ambitious and made mistakes as department head, they were misguided mistakes and not with the background of the mistakes or self-promotion ones made by Fudge or Scrimgeour. And while we hear about how he was an absentee father working late at the ministry, we know Barty Crouch Jr. had his mother to over-indulge him similar to how I believe James Potter was overindulged, and we know that Barty Crouch Sr. adored his wife so I feel there were limits or levels to his cruelty, especially as at any moment he could have handled his son differently after his wife passed, but he didn’t.
How Barty Crouch Dr. became who he was, we’ll never know, but once brought to the light I feel that Barty Crouch Sr. wasn’t as shocked as he would otherwise be, he just wasn’t in denial anymore. Maybe Barty Crouch Jr.’s nature turned his father away from him and not the other way around because regardless of the speculation that Barty Crouch Jr. might have just been in the wrong place at the wrong time, we know that’s not true. Barty Crouch Jr. was a proud Death Eater. When it comes to Barty Crouch Sr.’s errors, I put them more in line with Dumbledore’s. While not as understanding of his own faults, Barty Crouch Sr. was not malicious, but strict. Why he could not get the sympathy following the death of his wife and child as Dumbledore had with his sister I don’t understand. Barty Crouch Sr.’s main fault seemed to be in his appearance of being cruel (also alluded to in why Ludo Bagman got more praise than him) because the public first hated that he sentenced his son so ‘unfairly’ by treating him like any other Death Eater, then blaming him when he died in Azkaban, then hating him when they found out he had taken him from Azkaban but had him imprisoned in his home….I think they just wanted to hate him.
Bartemius Crouch Senior was not perfect or innocent, but for the most part, he tried to do what he believed was best for the world even if his methods to get there are more than questionable, and, he honoured his wife more than anything, which counts for something. His story reminds us that life isn’t fair but it is complicated.
Fred and George
Fred and George are the final of this short thread of sad characters and unfortunately, it’s all because of their ending. We all lose people, but to lose someone your age adds an effect to your life afterwards because it’s a shock and reminder that you to can die, at any moment. For that death to be someone who you not only looked liked and was your sibling when you were so young, they weren’t referred to Fred and George because they’re twins, but because they were twins who spent all of their time together, and just understood each other so well.
Fred and George were born on April 1st, seriously JK, perfect! Regardless of their pranks and humor, everyone loved them because they were great guys to have around. They were smart, brave, funny, nice, friendly, athletic; they had everything going for them, including each other and themselves. While thinking back on them makes me sad because Fred died and George nor anyone else thought one would be without the other, when I reread the books or see the movies I am able to go back into that world and enjoy them. Enjoy them both. While they looked alike and acted alike, they were different. Both kind, George was more compassionate and worked slow and Fred jumped the gun a bit more, taking risks. But they helped balance each other and showed how working with others helps bring you forward.
What I also loved is that they always did the right thing with their humor. They didn’t cross over the line too much and they knew when things were serious and when they had to focus. They were open with forgiveness, confident in their skills and what they could do with those skills and didn’t put anyone down. They were examples of good friendship, and just did everything right; knowing when to stop ‘having their fun’ and showing up for what was needed in the final battle.
That should be goal of every life... What say #friends? Choosing right goal for own life is equal important as choosing #partner.. #goaloflife #ambition #prediction #achievement #desire #dream
Without ambition one starts nothing. Without work one finishes nothing. The prize will not be sent to you. You have to win it.
Ralph Waldo Emerson