Dead Poets Society (1989)

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Close your eyes. Close them. Now describe what you see. (Dead Poets Society 1989)

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Coloring Book Corruptions

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ok i’ve been staring at the one with Goofy and Pluto for like 10 minutes now and still don’t get it. Someone more clever or less innocent explain?

should i tell him

Let’s just not.

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02x08   08x10

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adorable graphic by Megan Gatts

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fangirl challenge  [1/8] movies
The Lord of The Rings: The Two Towers

It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something. There’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo and it’s worth fighting for.

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A writer is a world trapped in a person.
— Victor Hugo (via maxkirin)
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This will help you write good.

At first I was like, yeah, as a writer I can relate, and then at the end I was like FUCK I WAS TRICKED BY THE LITTLE WHITE DUDE AND HIS LIES!

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what is air
cosplaying on omegle and

I fucking hate this generation.


what is air

cosplaying on omegle and

I fucking hate this generation.

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Portals to Hell by hrmphfft





This is one of those posts that you need to save and tag or you’ll never see it again for 84 years.

Whoever drew this is an amazing person and I love them.

What in hell

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My first experience in an American church.

So today is Easter Sunday so two of my American friends took me to an American church in the outskirts of Tokyo. Now, I’ve never been to one and I thought it might be interesting. I’m not religious, but I have absolutely nothing against religion as such. I have a lot of respect for it, and my two friends are for example religious but I respect them 100% because they respect me. I have no issues keeping a friendship with them or discussing religion with them because we always do it with utmost respect and only with the purpose of finding out more of how the other feels on certain things and what their perspective is.

From what my friends told me the minister in this particular church was very outspoken, but it’s not entirely uncommon that they sometimes are that way. They’ve seen it before, so to speak, but he’s not a typical minister in their experience. So writing this post is not about making anyone think that I believe that ALL American churches/ministers are the same. I don’t. But this is my experience of it.

First of all, I thought the introduction was lovely. We sang some songs (well, I didn’t sing, but I did listen happily) and the message was always lovely. Love God, love Jesus, love yourself, love your friends, you know, the usual stuff. That’s all good and well. There was a man and a woman at one point who sang a song together that made me tear up because of the very beautiful spirit of the song. I can’t remember the actual lyrics and I don’t know what it was called (unfortunately) but they did sing something about how sometimes it’s fine to just sit down and completely relax and let go because God will hold you up and keep you safe. I don’t know, for me who is depressed and 99% of the time in complete control of dangerous thoughts and urges and other things it would be so nice to be able to believe in that concept. That I could for a moment escape my own scattered and terrifying brain and just relax and a higher power would keep me afloat still. So yeah, there were definitely beautiful elements to the service.

Another lady sang a song, and a group of kids sang songs and it was all very adorable. Then the minister made his entrance and the theme of the day was “Jesus has risen”, which makes perfect sense considering the day it was. And don’t get me wrong, I very much liked some of what he said, and I definitely enjoyed the passion in his sermon. He definitely believed in what he was saying and he wasn’t afraid of putting all his opinions on the table. I can respect that. I can respect someone who is blunt and honest, because I am blunt and honest myself. I actually found myself laughing at his jokes and finding what he was saying very reasonable and I definitely had a very open mind. I’m not religious but I’m in a place where I’m definitely willing to entertain the idea that God might be real. 

However, and there is a big however.

For me the entire speech just sort of went down the drain when he listed a bunch of other religions and ended the list with (and I quote): “… and those other cults are all wrong.”

Wait. Wait. Wait.

Hold up.

Did you just refer to Buddhism as a CULT? Like, seriously? And Hinduism? Among other, smaller but definitely very real religions?! Like, is that what you seriously just did? For real?!

But yes. He did. And from then on it sort of just went… weird.

He went on to basically say that all other religions are shit and if you believe in them you’re a huge idiot and to go fuck yourself. Not literally, but that was the gist of it. He did say that if you believe that when you die (he talked a lot about death) you get a do-over, that you get to tell God “I changed my mind, I believe in you now” and that you could go to heaven that way then you were WRONG. If you believe that it’s enough to belong to a church and attend it and then you’ll go to heaven when you died then you’re WRONG. And he did say, literally, that if you are one of those people who believe that “well, all the best people will go to hell so I’m sure I’ll enjoy it there” then you’re a moron. Yes, a moron. And obviously wrong, too.

So if you don’t believe in Jesus and devote your entire life to Jesus then you’ll go to hell. Period.

He did make it clear that even if you’re a really great person who does so much good for others and takes care of your family and friends then you’ll still go to hell when you die because you didn’t believe in a dude who turned water into wine and who made a few fish become many fish.

You know, I’m all for people being allowed to believe what they want, but I fucking am so against threatening people left and right with the concept of hell. I think that’s bullshit and it’s so far from what any God would actually want. If there is a God I’m pretty sure he’d place more value in you being a good person and loving those around you than if you *just* believed in Jesus but apart from that was a bit of an asshole. That’s the only kind of God I’d like to believe in, anyway.

And it makes me extra annoyed how people always tend to follow up these “I’m right and everyone else who believes differently is wrong and will go to hell” speeches with “I feel super sorry for those who don’t believe as I do (since that’s the only right way to believe) and I’ll pray that one day you will believe exactly as I believe.”

Just… no.


That’s absolutely ridiculous and disrespectful and I’m pretty sure no God would enjoy the thought of his followers acting like such jerks.

First of all, threatening people who don’t believe in hell with the concept of hell is stupid. It’s like me saying “unless you believe in the holiness of Homer Simpsons you’ll go to hell when you die” and anyone who doesn’t believe in the holiness of Homer Simpsons will simply say “ok, well, great.” If someone tells me I’m going to hell when I die I don’t exactly get scared into joining their religion. I just get annoyed that they’re trying to threaten me into believing as they do, especially since they’re threatening me with something I’m not scared of or believe in. “Well, the terrifying snowman will eat you unless you believe in Jesus”. Okay, great, give him my address and tell him to bring his own seasoning. It’s a little like threatening children who are too old to believe in Santa to finish their dinner or they won’t get a visit from Santa on Christmas. It doesn’t phase them, they do not give a flying fuck.

Secondly it’s a pissy way to recruit someone to your faith. When the service started I could genuinely feel the warmth and I felt welcomed. I didn’t believe but nobody knew that and if they did, would they care? Or would they just really enjoy me being there anyway and welcome me warmly and allow me to listen in peace? Because that’s how it felt at first. It felt good to be there, and I could feel myself feeling that wow, I’d love to believe as these people to. To be part of this and to have something bigger to put my faith in. I’d love to share in the faith these people have. I genuinely felt that. I know that faith usually don’t just appear out of nowhere, so it’s not like I’m saying I was ready to believe in God. But I was seeing the appeal of faith, and I was open to think more about it and explore myself and my views.

And then I’m told that just because I don’t believe exactly as the minister does I’m definitely going to hell when I die and that he feels sorry for me being such an idiot.

Well. Okay. Backpedal, hold up, reverse, just nope.

With one swipe of his tongue I felt all the appeal just disappear. I was back to my old cynical self, feeling that there’s no God and I’m glad there isn’t because if there was I’d have a lot of anger towards him for making my life so fucking miserable for no real or apparent reason. So this minister, who is supposed to welcome people into his church and his faith, who is supposed to be friendly and make you feel good about being there, instead of recruiting someone or helping to turn their life around made me just want to throw something hard at his head and then dash out of there with haste.

After that the entire service was in my opinion ruined. I didn’t enjoy anything that came afterwards and couldn’t wait to leave. Not because my feelings are hurt or because he has in any way scared me into thinking that I’m actually going to hell. But simply because he reminded me of the reason why sometimes I cannot help but dislike people who are religious. I don’t mind the religions for most part, but those who practice them can be real pissheads and this guy really reminded me of that.

I think it’s fine for a person to believe everything he said in his sermon. I think he’s fully entitled to believe that. Everyone is entitled to their own faith. But I don’t think he has the right to say as if it was fact that his way is the right way and the only right way and if you’re not into his way then screw you. Believe what you want but don’t throw those asshole opinions in people’s faces. I know that I felt annoyed more than anything, and not hurt. But what if there was someone else in there who was hurt? Someone who sort of believes but struggles a bit with their faith and aren’t sure where they stand and who now feel like shit because a minister said in a raised tone that they’re definitely going to hell unless they believe as he does? The entire concept is just sketchy and rude and disrespectful and why I have a hard time with some religious people.

So that’s the end of this long post on a subject I usually don’t like going into simply because people have a lot of opinions and oh the irony in the times I’ve been told by apparently “Good Christians” that my opinions make me a devil’s spouse and I need to burn in hell for my sins “you freak of nature who did not deserve to be born”. Wow, if you can behave like a total bitch and still get to heaven as long as you believe in Jesus dying for your sins then maybe this Christianity thing is something for me at the end of the day…

Peace out and please respect your fellow human beings regardless of their religious beliefs. If you respect me I respect you, and if God is in fact real then wouldn’t he appreciate it if we loved and respected each other rather than treated each other like shit over something like religion? I mean, c’mon, at the end of the day whatever’s true will be true and we can’t prove anything so believe what you want and respect the fuck out of your fellow man.