We Have So Many Words For Hate, Let's Create As Many New Words For Love.
We have so many words for hate, let's create as many new words for love.
When I first came to this site it was for content and comfort and community I couldn't find in my own surroundings, and I love this place, it still calms me. But the bitter side of being here is that every day I learn more and more about violence happening in the world. I first learned about racism in here. I first learned about homophobia in here. And hate crimes, and ableism and transphobia and misogyny and the many ways religion is treated. And it had taught me much. I find out that I too had participated in such acts of hate. I became a better person and changed my ways of thinking but I still have a lot to grow. It saddens me that every act of violence and hate has its own definition for it, because it means that such thing happened so often people created a new word for it. It saddens me that more and more such word are created every day. And I wish it wouldn't have to be this way, but I realise that people can't just give up on hate. But maybe one day we will. I hope that one day we will. But in the meantime, let's lay a foundation for it. Let's do for every act of violence and equal act of love and compassion and understanding and kindness. Let's do it again and again, that it would became its own phenomenon with its own definition.
We have so many words for hate, let's create as many new words for love.
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bitch, i’m raising my hand, my feet and my four lightsabers. I haven’t been so stressed out since my first finals in uni. Which is when I started reading the Desert Storm. I now start to think, maybe it was connected somehow...
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Look I pride myself in never swearing on this account, but after avengers endgame, what the, and I cannot stress this enough,
I can’t get over the continued thematic follow-through of this idea that Jedi aren’t truly Jedi unless they’re standing up in defense of the innocent and helpless, they have to be active in the galaxy, they have to spread kindness and compassion wherever they go, it’s an uncontrollable urge, it’s an itch, “They cannot help it.“
And also the idea that it’s FORCE ITSELF that is whispering to them, calling them back, calling them home, telling them to take up their swords again, reach out in faith and find that the Light never left you, it’s still inside you and it needs you because the galaxy is so so dark and bleak and hopeless and there’s so much evil everywhere and the galaxy needs them to stand up and step out of the shadows and into the light so that they can reignite people’s hope.
It’s the pauses of awe and wonder in even the most miserable and selfish of underworld denizens because that’s a Jedi, the Jedi are back, the Jedi are here, everything will be okay now.
It’s F knighting herself, cutting her own padawan braid and proudly declaring she is a Jedi to save a frightened exploited village bride.
It’s Kanan igniting his saber for the first time in years to protect his future padawan and a clutch of Wookie slaves and the rattled composure in the Imperials when they realize, “Holy shit that’s a Jedi.“
It’s Cal and Cere deciding they were done hiding, done running from the Empire, they were going to fight back, and Saw gleefully pointing to them to inspire his band of Rebels.
It’s Obi-Wan unburying his lightsaber even after being so hopeless and broken and full of guilt and self-blame because people still need him, he’s the only one they can trust.
The whole Dark Times as a sloooooowly turning eucatastrophe, tiny lights of hope struggling to hold back the darkness long enough. Holding out. Buying time until the twin suns can rise. Until Luke and Leia and the destruction of the Death Star and the death of the Emperor and the glorious return of light to the galaxy.
I love it.
merry ides of march
Sometimes when I think about these images, about Ezra’s high key instinct to protect Sabine when it came to her family and the Darksaber and Mandalore, I head canon that that’s the reason he gave her his lightsaber. And his home.
Not just because he trusted her to protect them.
But also because he wanted them to protect her.
Because he knew. He knew something bad was coming. I think he knew that no matter what path won out, Mandalore would always fall.
Sabine even said that nothing but grief had come to her family through the Darksaber.
And Ezra knew that he couldn’t stay and she couldn’t go, that he wouldn’t be there beside Sabine when it happened. So Ezra did the only thing he could do to protect her whether she decided to fight or hide.
He left pieces of himself behind.
And then when I think about that, those weren’t just pieces of Ezra. Being a Jedi and Lothal were two of the three the most important things to him. They were all of him actually. His whole life.
So he gave them to her. Because she was that secret third thing.
By giving both Lothal and his lightsaber to Sabine, Ezra effectively laid down his life to protect her in his absence. He went weaponless and alone into the unknown, leaving Lothal to her care, so that when the worst happened, Sabine would have a way to fight or fly. Both a sword and a shield. She would have a home when there wasn’t one to go back to. He basically pledged that, no matter what she chose, he would serve her until her song was written, even when he was marching far away. And I love that about him.
totally true
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