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Thing I said to my friend but I think more people need to hear it :
"I think we all have to remember that we share this world with one another. The world doesn't belong to anyone of us, individual or organisation. We are merely living here and we should treat the world and every creature that lives in it with respect."
I think this reigns true, especially now with all of the cruelty in the world. People always think about power and how they can influence as many people as possible to do their bidding. I think this is the wrong way to think. No one, not even the most powerful people, own the world and I don't think anyone should. The world has always been ours to share and care for.
Let's keep it that way and continue to respect one another and the world we live in.
I wanted to publish this poem of mine đ that just came to me after thinkingđ¤ of all the things I have through at school this yearđŻ.
So please be honestđ about the poem and pls give me pointersđ that can help me improve on future poems in the future đ.
REGRETS â¨
Over my shoulder the shadow looms like humid air.
Much to my dismay the time I have can't spare-
A moment of truth, for a greedy gasp of air
I only hope for a better day for us my dear.
We wish to be free amongst the others,
To be normalized into the casual ordinary
Living as the best of the worst was momentary.
We have survived but not thrived.
Bright gleams kills the burdens,
Lifting off the weight of notes and appearances,
Our moment has arrived to be recognized.
Yes. I hope to be next to you
Yet the world has bigger things that are due-
I write to say goodbye to the past life,
I had in those corridors and lockers,
And wave "hi" to the start of a new beginnings.
Can we please appreciate the effort it takes to cut and paste 350 Shrek faces? I'm honestly impressed
So my sisterâs out for the day and my sisterâs room is completely covered in One Direction posters
So I thought âwhy not cut out 350 shrek faces
aND MAKE EVERYTHING SHREKâ
I PRESENT TO YOU
ONE DIRâSHREKâTION
350 shrek faces
No face left uncovered
Now we wait
That cake one tho
gordo was the truth
Others will dislike you. Others will disagree with you. Over time, if you are consistent in sticking to your values and beliefs, others will respect you
Jonh Cena
my nephew is unerringly polite to me. this is a two year old child who says "thank you!" over and over when I make sure to get his favorite stuffie for nap time. this is a toddler who asks "help please" when he's having trouble getting his Legos apart. he says "sorry" when he bumps into me in the hallway.
why? because I do the same to him.
I ask him "hold my hand, please" when we are walking through the store. I say "thank you" when he puts away a toy to help clean up. I tell him "I'm sorry" when I put away a toy that he wasn't done with.
it isn't that hard to be nice to anyone, especially a kid. it really says more about you as a person that you can't see a child as an equal. they still deserve respect, do they not?
I think a big reason why kids have trouble learning to be polite is that no one is ever polite to them
âit does occur to me that it might never be perfect, but I want to make it feel perfect at least on that stage. that is J-Hope. that is BTS.â
cyberpunk city never sleeps
I'll hold on to your glove
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Just saw the most awful post under someone asking for some help paying for her childrens school supplies and clothes because she was in a rut. She also expressed working her hardest to get out of it.
People lack so much empathy for others that it literally makes me so sad. If that was them on the other side of that post they would want the understanding. But instead they resort to posting nasty things under the post. Which posting those nasty types of comments isnât going to make nearly as big of an impact as they think.
Instead of judging people we need to support people. It really makes me doubt humanity as a whole and who we are. Like instead of breaking each other down⌠could we focus on building each other up! The world would be so much better if everyone was like that. But instead weâre a society who thinks that we have the right to judge and look into everyoneâs life and assume that we know every single detail that makes up there story.
But we donât. And we donât need to. We just need to focus on spreading love and POSITIVITY đ
To LET LOVE OVERRULE
If you claim racism, misogyny, misandrism, transphobia, and homophobia no longer exist, than you are part of the problem. These groups are still extremely oppressed and discriminated against, and if you attempt to brush aside their experiences by stating that this isnât going on, than you are not helping at all. This sort of oppression exists nearly everywhere, and saying it doesnât is just plain ignorant. Please respect peopleâs experiences, and educate yourself on whatâs really happening in your world at the moment, because I guarantee, after reading a few news articles, you will find yourself with a lot more knowledge than you started out with.
The existence of LGBTQ+ people is not harming you in any way. Same-sex couples dating and getting married does not harm you, nor does it involve you. Donât attempt to diminish the freedom of other innocent people simply because youâre homophobic. The LGBTQ+ community has experienced more pain and disrespect than many cisgender heterosexual people can relate to. From conversion therapy, to being fired due to your orientation, to being bullied and harassed daily because of who you are, the community has been through a lot. Regardless of your beliefs and opinions, please just leave LGBTQ+ people alone. The way they live their lives does not include you, and they are just as deserving of respect as any cisgender heterosexual person.
You donât owe anyone sex. No one owes you sex. Just because someone likes you doesnât mean you need to have sex with them if you arenât comfortable with it. Same goes for dating. You canât force anyone into dating you, or participating in sexual interactions, just because you feel entitled to it. Sex and relationships are mutual agreements made both BOTH parties, and any differing decisions should be respected.
Thereâs nothing wrong with being poor, and these people deserve to live happily just as much as any rich person. Respect people based on their character, not their monetary status.
Jokes about rape, racist jokes, sexist jokes, âdid you just assume my genderâ jokes, jokes about naziâs, jokes about suicide, jokes about âtriggersâ are going to upset people. Iâm sorry, but itâs true. And if you arenât comfortable with those types of jokes, say something. If theyâre a good person, theyâll stop. If not, leave âem. If someone doesnât like the jokes youâre making, stop. Respect people, please.
Just because someone is caucasian, heterosexual, cisgender, and not in need of money does not mean that they cannot be depressed. Depression is an mental illness; it doesnât care about your position in life. Donât disrespect depressed people.
You are not required to share the opinions of everyone you meet, but you are required to respect those opinions.
Unless their opinions disrespect people. Than you can disrespect them all you want.
Pain is relative. Just because something doesnât hurt you in particular, doesnât mean that it canât hurt someone else. Donât tell them that âsomebody else has it worse.â That doesnât help them. Be respectful of their situations.
Everyone is deserving of respect. Except for rapists, homophones, transphobes, misogynists, misandrists, and murderers.
From Anthony Bourdain:
Americans love Mexican food. We consume nachos, tacos, burritos, tortas, enchiladas, tamales and anything resembling Mexican in enormous quantities. We love Mexican beverages, happily knocking back huge amounts of tequila, mezcal, and Mexican beer every year. We love Mexican peopleâwe sure employ a lot of them.
Despite our ridiculously hypocritical attitudes towards immigration, we demand that Mexicans cook a large percentage of the food we eat, grow the ingredients we need to make that food, clean our houses, mow our lawns, wash our dishes, and look after our children.
As any chef will tell you, our entire service economyâthe restaurant business as we know itâin most American cities, would collapse overnight without Mexican workers. Some, of course, like to claim that Mexicans are âstealing American jobs.â
But in two decades as a chef and employer, I never had ONE American kid walk in my door and apply for a dishwashing job, a porterâs positionâor even a job as a prep cook. Mexicans do much of the work in this country that Americans, probably, simply wonât do.
We love Mexican drugs. Maybe not you personally, but âweâ, as a nation, certainly consume titanic amounts of themâand go to extraordinary lengths and expense to acquire them. We love Mexican music, Mexican beaches, Mexican architecture, interior design, Mexican films.
So, why donât we love Mexico?
We throw up our hands and shrug at what happens and what is happening just across the border. Maybe we are embarrassed. Mexico, after all, has always been there for us, to service our darkest needs and desires.
Whether itâs dress up like fools and get passed-out drunk and sunburned on spring break in Cancun, throw pesos at strippers in Tijuana, or get toasted on Mexican drugs, we are seldom on our best behavior in Mexico. They have seen many of us at our worst. They know our darkest desires.
In the service of our appetites, we spend billions and billions of dollars each year on Mexican drugsâwhile at the same time spending billions and billions more trying to prevent those drugs from reaching us.
The effect on our society is everywhere to be seen. Whether itâs kids nodding off and overdosing in small town Vermont, gang violence in L.A., burned out neighborhoods in Detroitâitâs there to see.
What we donât see, however, havenât really noticed, and donât seem to much care about, is the 80,000 dead in Mexico, just in the past few yearsâmostly innocent victims. Eighty thousand families whoâve been touched directly by the so-called âWar On Drugsâ.
Mexico. Our brother from another mother. A country, with whom, like it or not, we are inexorably, deeply involved, in a close but often uncomfortable embrace.
Look at it. Itâs beautiful. It has some of the most ravishingly beautiful beaches on earth. Mountains, desert, jungle. Beautiful colonial architecture, a tragic, elegant, violent, ludicrous, heroic, lamentable, heartbreaking history. Mexican wine country rivals Tuscany for gorgeousness.
It's archeological sitesâthe remnants of great empires, unrivaled anywhere. And as much as we think we know and love it, we have barely scratched the surface of what Mexican food really is. It is NOT melted cheese over tortilla chips. It is not simple, or easy. It is not simply âbro foodâ at halftime.
It is in fact, oldâolder even than the great cuisines of Europe, and often deeply complex, refined, subtle, and sophisticated. A true mole sauce, for instance, can take DAYS to make, a balance of freshly (always fresh) ingredients painstakingly prepared by hand. It could be, should be, one of the most exciting cuisines on the planet, if we paid attention.
The old school cooks of Oaxaca make some of the more difficult and nuanced sauces in gastronomy. And some of the new generationâmany of whom have trained in the kitchens of America and Europeâhave returned home to take Mexican food to new and thrilling heights.
Itâs a country I feel particularly attached to and grateful for. In nearly 30 years of cooking professionally, just about every time I walked into a new kitchen, it was a Mexican guy who looked after me, had my back, showed me what was what, and was thereâand on the caseâwhen the cooks like me, with backgrounds like mine, ran away to go skiing or surfing or simply flaked. I have been fortunate to track where some of those cooks come from, to go back home with them.
To small towns populated mostly by womenâwhere in the evening, families gather at the townâs phone kiosk, waiting for calls from their husbands, sons and brothers who have left to work in our kitchens in the cities of the North.
I have been fortunate enough to see where that affinity for cooking comes from, to experience moms and grandmothers preparing many delicious things, with pride and real love, passing that food made by hand from their hands to mine.
In years of making television in Mexico, itâs one of the places we, as a crew, are happiest when the dayâs work is over. Weâll gather around a street stall and order soft tacos with fresh, bright, delicious salsas, drink cold Mexican beer, sip smoky mezcals, and listen with moist eyes to sentimental songs from street musicians. We will look around and remark, for the hundredth time, what an extraordinary place this is.
Ao3 writers are the strongest Avengers
I've expanded the instructions I gave for apologizing into a detailed listicle. I hope it'll be helpful. Some of the points, however, are very specific to the English language.
1. Don't explain what happened, it will sound like you're justifying your actions. And because of the way our brains work, you're likely to actually start justifying your actions. At that point, you're no longer apologizing. Remind yourself that the apology needs to have priority right now, and that there will be time later to identify causes and solutions.
2. Be specific, or at least use more words than "I'm sorry." "Sorry" is used so often as a polite noise, nearly meaningless, that it's difficult to be sincere, or even sound sincere when using it for a formal apology. Again, this ties into what @theconcealedweapon wrote: we're trained to say "sorry" when we don't mean it, so that becomes the core of the word's meaning, without our even realizing it. And if you're Australian, it gets even worse!
Personally, I use "I apologize" or "My apologies," or in dire circumstances, "Please accept my apology." This allows me to break my conditioning and focus on my genuine contrition, as well as making it clear to others that I'm taking the apology seriously.
3. Apologize for what you did, and absolutely NOT how it made someone feel. The latter is often used for manipulation.
Other things not to apologize for:
that the consequences of your actions happened
what you don't like about the person or group you're apologizing to
being right
being better than the people you're apologizing to
allegedly not having any idea what you're supposed to be apologizing for
...you'd think all this would go without saying, but it can be subtler than you might expect, and sometimes we do it without thinking, because we picked it up as children, from the nastier adults around us.
Instead, take a moment to focus on what you did, and how to describe it clearly in a way that accepts your fault and/or responsibility for the situation. Again, don't bring anything else into the apology, lest you make it seem less of an apology. People are so used to hearing the above crap from unrepentant people, that they will not give you the benefit of the doubt.
4. Watch your tone of voice. This is actually two separate points.
First, yet another thing we unconsciously pick up as children is the obviously sarcastic mock apology. It's not always a bad thing, it can be a joke or a verbal gesture, but you have to make sure you don't let that habit find its way into a genuine apology, and ruin it. This is where the bit about "Say it like you mean it" comes from. The easiest way to say it like you mean it is to mean it. See next paragraph.
Second, if you can't be respectful and express regret, you shouldn't be apologizing just yet. You're not ready. Leave the art of convincingly faking an apology to the con artists and cult leaders. You will probably need to just keep your mouth shut for a while. Acknowledge (to yourself) the possibility that you might change your mind later. In some rare cases, it may be possible to tell people, "I'm not ready to apologize just yet," but don't count on it.
5. (optional) If necessary and you can do it honestly, either characterize what you did, or agree with others' characterization of it, or promise to/ask how to not do it again, or multiple of the above. Say that it was wrong or inappropriate or a failure or whatever. Name people who called you out, say they were right, and repeat what they said about what you're apologizing for. If you promise not to do it again, don't pivot to talking about how great you will be in the future, keep it focused on the apology.
This might be a bit too much for less dire apologies, and you may not be able to manage this if you apologize the minute you can bring yourself to be sincere, but otherwise, you can build yourself some credibility by immediately seeking to improve yourself and make sure that YOU never do whatever-it-was again. It's more for privately apologizing to your direct supervisor, or to a friend.
On the other hand, beware of doing this if you're the authority figure, or are apologizing to a large group, because politicians routinely pivot away from making actual apologies by making big promises for the future. People are wise to this, though, and your whole apology is liable to be dismissed as bullshit if you try to use it for self-promotion.
So many people seem completely unaware of what a genuine apology is.
And that's because children are forced to say sorry on command.
Before they ever had a chance to process what they did, why they did it, what effect it had on others, or what they should have done instead, they're expected to say that they're sorry. And they're expected to "say it like you mean it" with no indication of what that even means and with no time to figure out how to phrase it correctly.
Sometimes, even when the child's actions are justified by any logical reasoning, they're expected to apologize because an authority figure demands it.
The goal of saying sorry ends up being solely to avoid punishment. And they phrase the apology in whatever way the authority figure will accept.
The result is an entire society filled with people who give completely useless apologies that appear like they're only trying to avoid punishment.