We’re living in an era where capturing moments on our phones is more important than building giant robots to protect us from the giant alien lizard monsters emerging from the depths of the pacific ocean

And this is a tragedy

I have a hard time believing that a God that is nothing but love would purposely create a creature inferior to another. It is impossible. I am equal to everything and anything that is around me — therefore, I must deal with it with so much respect and I must get that respect back. And I’m not going to explain the obvious and I’m not here to win I’m here to exist. For you to try to change me to make me more like yourself . .sit on this (shows middle finger) it’s just not gonna happen. I’m not defined by sex; I’m not defined by race; I’m not defined by a nationality — I’m Zoe. And I could have been a boy, I could have been a dog I just.. but I’m Zoe. I’m my mother’s daughter, I’m my father’s daughter and that is my . . how do you say it? . . That’s my biggest achievement in life. I know who I am. I love who I am. I like what I do, and I like how I do it. I like my mistakes and I like the pace at which I learn from my mistakes. I don’t want to be anybody else but me, and by knowing this, I want to continue figuring out who the f*ck I am.”

“Tu es le pauvre, le dénué de tout. Tu es la pierre qui roule sans trouver le repos. Tu es le lépreux hideux dont on se détourne et qui rode autour des villes avec son grelot. Pas plus que le vent tu n’as de lieu et ta beauté cache mal que tu es nu…”

Rainer Maria RilkeLe livre de la pauvreté et de la mort
(via lamemoiredesjours


Neil Gaiman’s 8 Rules of Writing, a remake of this post. Source.

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Twas a long time ago,
   Even longer now than it seems,

In a place that perhaps
   You’ve seen in your dreams

For the story that you are about to be told
   Began with the holiday worlds of old

I know you’re curious to see what’s inside
    It’s what happens when two holidays collide