1) villager’s final smash has to be godzilla sized resetti
2) villager’s final smash has to be godzilla sized resetti
3) villager’s final smash has to be godzilla sized resetti
“I TOLD YOU NOT TO FUCKING RESET”
Here is a mistake that most people make in their relationships with others. They try to build a steady nesting place in the ever-moving stream of life.
Think of someone whose love you desire. Do you want to be important to this person, to be especial and make a difference to his/her life? Do you want this person to care for you and be concerned about you in a special way? If you do, open your eyes and see that you are foolishly inviting others to reserve you for themselves, to restrict your freedom for their benefit, to control your behavior, your growth and development so that it will suit their interest. It is as if the other person has said to you “If you want to be especial to me then you must meet my conditions. Because the moment you cease to live up to my expectations, you will cease to be especial.” You wanted to be especial to someone, didn’t you? So you must pay a price in lost freedom. You must dance to the other person’s tune just as you demand that other persons dance to yours if they want to be especial to you.
Pause now to ask yourself if it is worth paying so much for so little. Imagine you say to this person whose special love you want, “Leave me free to be myself, to think my thoughts, to indulge my taste, to follow my inclination, to behave in ways that I decide are to my liking.” The moment you say those words you will understand that you are asking for the impossible. To ask to be especial to someone means essentially to be bound to the task of making yourself pleasing to this person. And therefore you lose your freedom. Take all the time you need to realize this.
Maybe now you are ready to say, “I’d rather have my freedom than your love.” If you could either have company in prison or walk the earth in freedom all alone, which would you choose? Now say to this person, “I leave you free to be yourself, to think your thoughts, to indulge your taste, follow your inclinations, behave in any way that you decide is to your liking.” The moment you say that you will observe one of two things: Either your heart will resist those words and you will be exposed for the clinger and exploiter that you are; so now is the time to examine your false belief that without this person you cannot live or cannot be happy. Or your heart will pronounce the words sincerely and in that very instant all control, manipulation, exploitation, possessiveness, jealousy will drop. “I leave you free to be yourself: to think your thoughts, indulge your tastes, follow your inclinations, behave in ways that you decide are to your liking.”
And you will notice something else. The person automatically ceases to be especial and important to you. And he/she becomes important the way a sunset or a symphony is lovely in itself. The way a tree is especial in itself and not for the fruit or the shade that it can offer you. Your beloved will then belong not to you but to everyone or to no one like the sunrise and the tree. Test it by saying those words again: “I leave you free to be yourself…” In saying those words you have set yourself free. You are now ready for love. For when you cling, what you offer the other is not love but a chain by which both you and your beloved are bound. Love can only exist in freedom. The true lover seeks the good of his beloved which requires especially the liberation of the beloved from the lover.
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| — | “The Way to Love” – Anthony de Mello (Jesuit priest and psychotherapist, born in India in 1931, died in the U.S. in 1987) |
“world of averages” - composite images culled from thousands of individual portraits resulting in symmetrical average faces.
this was too cool not to reblog
THE BEST PART ABOUT WII FIT GIRL BEING IN THE NE WSMASH BROS IS THAT PEOPLE ARE GOING TO SHIP HER WITH OTHER CHARACTERS
PEOPLE WILL WRITE EROTIC FANFICTION ABOUT THE WII FIT TRAINER
TRULY THIS IS A BEAUTIFUL DAY TO BE ALIVE
“Ah. Link. What are we going to do on the bed.” said Wii Fit Trainer with her forever-deadpan voice.
“HYAAA HYEEH YAAAAAH” Link replied enthusiastically.
Dreams in Blue
Each year these blossoming blue fields attract thousands of tourists. Hitachi Park is located in the Ibaraki Prefecture on Honsyu in Japan. Its a beautiful spectacle during the flowering of the nemophila. Nemophilas are annual flowers. The word is a combination of the Greek words “nemos” (small forest) and “phileo” (love). The Japanese word “hitachi” translates to dawn. Taken together: “small forest love in dawn.” A blue heaven on Earth.
andthroughthemosstheivycreeps:
hey guys
that is carved
from MARBLE
THAT IS A ROCK
WAT
I have no idea how the artist manages to make it looks like not just cloth, but TRANSPARENT cloth. Amazing.
Hey Guys this is a sculpture of a Vestal Virgin, carved during the roman empire. its my favorite and is pretty fucking awesome.
Blown away
I had the same reaction when I saw this motherfucker in the Louvre
I walked around that hunk of orgasm rock for a good ten minutes trying to figure out HOW.
b-but that’s not how rocks work???!!?
FUCKING BERNINI THO
FUCKING
BERNINI
DID SOMEONE SAY BERNINI? HERE’S BERNINI SCULPTING A FAT CARDINAL.
HERE’S A SELF-PORTRAIT. HE’S A DAMNED SOUL IN HELL, HE BURNED HIS HAND AND SCREAMED IN FRONT OF A MIRROR FOR REFERENCE BECAUSE FUCK EVERYTHING.
OH AND LET’S TAKE ANOTHER LOOK AT THOSE GRASPING ORGASM-HANDS
SPEAKING OF ORGASMS HERE’S A NUN MASTURBATING. HE PUT THAT MOTHERFUCKER IN A FUCKING CHAPEL.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE HE PUT IN A CHAPEL? THIS BITCHING PIECE OF MARBLE.
IS THAT AN ANGEL POINTING A GOLDEN ARROW AT THE CROTCH OF A NUN? YOU BET YOUR FACE IT IS! IS SHE HAVING A MIND-BLOWING ANGEL-ORGASM?
OF FUCKING COURSE SHE IS!
BERNINI!
Reblogging because batshit insane sculptors and horny statues are funny.
THIS SATANIC GODDAMN THING IS REAL AND I AM UNREASONABLY ANGRY ABOUT IT
seriously look at this awful thing
No.
No no no no no no no.
I’m sorry, if you’re too stupid to make eggs in a pan, you don’t get to have a horrible egg-dog on a wooden stick like it’s some kind of carnival food. This product is a crime against gastronomy, and I want to find and destroy each and every example of it.
THE TOP COMMENT ON THAT VIDEO OMG
the pessimist and the optimist
Actually crying here
runwhenisayrunfightwhenisayfight:
If you don’t get this reference, you’re too young for tumblr.
are you fucking kidding me pixar puts out a movie ever year a baby would get this reference
it’s not pixar it’s a reference to that time in 1994 when lamps became sentient humanoids
many were lost that day
It was a grim day for mankind. My parents took refuge in a cave and thus saved us from certain death; we lived close to a lamp factory at the time and the surrounding region was utterly devastated in the conflict.
My brother fought one off using only an egg whisk and a pogo stick.
Only 90s kids remember the Lampocalypse
My father still has the scars from where one stole his kidney
Ironically, it was a dark time.
