One of the best things of the movie Morbius is the doctor asking Milo how much pain he has, on a one to ten, and he replays: "Eleven".
Cinema, ladies and gents.
So Loki got his throne, sat in the middle of the void, and practically became Yggdrasil. What now? Sigyn appears?
*silently expecting so cause even if Loki mastered the slipping, he became a person to admire, and he doesnt deserves to be alone. Not like that, not like nothing either. He learned his lesson, and proved to every single soul that doubted him, and to himself, that he can be selfless. Let him be happy please, at any way, may it be with Sigyn, Sylvie, anyone. Just don't let him be alone.*
Ah.
Someone can make an edit of the final with "Alone" by Alan Walker.
People, let me ask you all a question:
What do you think when you have an existential crisis or a mental breakdown?
I think that I am in need of a boyfriend or a romantic partner.
Then I recover and think that what I truly need are two things: to play the argentinian hymth in the Big Ben as a public manifestation of defiance, and to try to be a better christian.
Am I the only one that has those ideas?
We don't belong to this world.
We were meant to fly, to ride dragons or to reach the stars.
We were meant to know, to read stories never told, or to understand strange mysteries.
We were meant to travel, to cross horizons or to find what no one ever found.
We were meant to dream, to wander across realities, or to make history.
Why not all of them? And more.
We were meant to more. So how did we end up here, how is that we strayed from home.
So, as I say first,
We don't belong to this world.
It came to my mind that Morpheus is not better than Roderick Burgess.
That man trapped him in a Christmas decoration and took advantage of it by using his tools till the literal end of his days.
I remember that I was so pissed off because of this, cause, c'mon, by the greed of one man, countless people paid.
But then, I saw 1.04, where Nada does her aparition, and for a moment, hated Morpheus.
I hated him. So much.
As a dreamer myself, I felt dissapointed at a way I never thought I could be.
I also realized that Morpheus may be the word "Dream" into a man, but he, himself, is not a dreamer.
And how sad it is. How sad it was for me at least, that growed fond of this character, to see this proud, selfish and unforgiving part of him. To see that he is, by far, worse that the man that trapped him. To see that he represents dreams, but he himself is not a dreamer. I suppose that it is part of the charm of his depressed and pale self, after all.
At least Teleute scold 'im and he went to set Nada free, and made sure that she would live an amazing life.
At least in that last action, Morpheus is better, cause he at least choose to be.
And as a dreamer, that made me proud of him, at the end.
I was right two times with my ships. TWO TIMES
Harry Potter and the Weirdest Scene in Movie History
“who needs a cwtch? Is like a hug, but deeper. It is given with the intention of bringing a safe place. "
—said by someone that truly needs a cwtch.
HOW IS THAT LOCKWOOD AND CO IS NOW A DECADE OLD?
God, how time goes.
Let's just say that I'm kinda ashame of finding out this word just a few months ago, but I'm glad I did.
To celebrate, I made a PowerPoint that one day, I hope, will be presented to Netflix and will persuade 'em to continue this series.
The bad thing is that I do not know how to post it here.
Can someone teach me? I wanto all of you to give me advice and recomendations of it.
I created a word that, in my eyes, it is legitimy, and in my heart, I hope it to be used and remembered: Verakensi'naísh:
That word would be the one that describes the inability of stop feeling; it would be the name of the deepest form of empathy.
Use it, if you wish to. Write poems with it, let your tongue became familiar with it, be identified, too. I am going to do all of it, and more, but I thought that it would be so selfish of mine to not share this new word with all the ones that needs it.
So here it is. Use it wisely.
—The Solivagant.
There is a reason why i've never liked anime, and it was because there some things I couldn't understand of 'em, that made me get lost in the inconmensurability of the story, and inmediatly drop it.
Well, turns out, that changed today.
I watched the new Netflix show One Piece, the eight episodes, in a row, with my aunt.
Let's just say, I intend to hold on to this story, and never let it go. I understood it, I followed it, I feel in love with it, and that is all I need.
Now lets just keep it near, and get into this fandom. Hehe.
Well well well, would you look at that. I used the cat's pic cause I felt like such when I realized, but this photo of yours reminded me of my own dogs back home. Turns out they can be scary too. 😆
People, I am an oneironaut.
I just woke up of my nap and I remember a little of my dream, yet I precisely remember that I could pause it, play it back, play it forward. I could control my own dream.
I remember one thing: I saw a man. Tall, with raven hair and all dressed in black. I dont remember his face, but I remember that I knew he was angry for something.
Should I sleep again or I am in danger?