He was an activist who inspired millions to fight for their rights. He knew what was wrong with our country and risked his life to help his people achieve equality. Â In the society where black were treated like animal he did everything possible to change this. His brave soul, his will and courage changed the history of America , changed the people. He made us believe we can win this war. He payed for it with his life. He will always be remembered.
He was an activist who inspired millions to fight for their rights. He knew what was wrong with our country and risked his life to help his people achieve equality. Â In the society where black were treated like animal he did everything possible to change this. His brave soul, his will and courage changed the history of America , changed the people. He made us believe we can win this war. He payed for it with his life. He will always be remembered.
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Beef, pork, and cheese change everything. Without them in my body, I feel… not at peace, but unmotivated. Lacking that effortless drive provided by testosterone and guided by a male psyche. And when I stop eating that stuff–when there is no motivation–something must be done. Time is all I have. Motivation becomes intentional instead of incidental.
That’s Iris and Liz up there, from American Horror Story: Hotel. Iris is the manager on paper but they both wear a number of hats including running the front desk, the bar, and room service. They’re also the quiet observers of the death all around them. They both live and work in the hotel and obsess over their particular concerns. Over time they both realize that they need to focus on the path ahead of them. Let go of the past and all that. So they do it and they are better for it in the end.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deeply terrifying. I don’t like to go into them when I’m on my own. It’s worse with caves. I talk about these fears a lot because they’re easy fears to discuss. Look at me, big guy, scared of some trees and spooky caves! I can’t talk about the real fears–the constants. The fear that I’m better off alone, that it’s not normal to be alone, that alone is bad. It’s not bad, of course, not at all, for reasons that are valid but feel like excuses. I’m stuck in circles as long as the fear is real. No path forward, no commitment to the life I know will make it easier to be. The life of owning alone.
So next year, that’s the path ahead no matter what. Let’s cut out the beef, pork, and cheese. Let’s do it, you know, something that’s really easy and fully in my control. And we’ll see how life changes. We’ll see how diminished I become, and how it feels to stop moving in a circle.
Beef, pork, and cheese change everything. Without them in my body, I feel… not at peace, but unmotivated. Lacking that effortless drive provided by testosterone and guided by a male psyche. And when I stop eating that stuff–when there is no motivation–something must be done. Time is all I have. Motivation becomes intentional instead of incidental.
That’s Iris and Liz up there, from American Horror Story: Hotel. Iris is the manager on paper but they both wear a number of hats including running the front desk, the bar, and room service. They’re also the quiet observers of the death all around them. They both live and work in the hotel and obsess over their particular concerns. Over time they both realize that they need to focus on the path ahead of them. Let go of the past and all that. So they do it and they are better for it in the end.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deeply terrifying. I don’t like to go into them when I’m on my own. It’s worse with caves. I talk about these fears a lot because they’re easy fears to discuss. Look at me, big guy, scared of some trees and spooky caves! I can’t talk about the real fears–the constants. The fear that I’m better off alone, that it’s not normal to be alone, that alone is bad. It’s not bad, of course, not at all, for reasons that are valid but feel like excuses. I’m stuck in circles as long as the fear is real. No path forward, no commitment to the life I know will make it easier to be. The life of owning alone.
So next year, that’s the path ahead no matter what. Let’s cut out the beef, pork, and cheese. Let’s do it, you know, something that’s really easy and fully in my control. And we’ll see how life changes. We’ll see how diminished I become, and how it feels to stop moving in a circle.
