Tag: inspirational

hawkmemeguy:

hawkeyes serious stuff corner

ive been thinking a lot about fighting evil lately

as you do

and I wanna talk about it for a sec

we tend to think of fighting evil as an epic quest to destroy a mcthingie and break an evil spell all at one go or this big climactic battle where the bad guy falls off a tower at the end

evil is more like a wall

sometimes you can bust through it like the hulk and stomp on the pieces and go you when that happens but its easy to think that if you cant find that battering ram youve failed and its hopeless

in real life most of the time the fight is little bit by little bit

maybe you correct someone in conversation or you call a politician or you vote or you put your pronouns in your profile and a little piece of that wall gets chipped away

maybe sometimes you can knock a whole brick loose and maybe sometimes you can only damage the mortar but youve just made that wall a little weaker for the person behind you

and the one behind them

and the one behind them

and the one behind them

and the one behind them

and maybe youll never get to stand on the ground cheering when the evil tower falls or be there to gloat when the villain gets dragged away in chains yelling about how he would have succeeded if it werent for you personally

but dont you for one second think you arent fighting

and dont you for one second think your fight doesnt matter

Stand up, warrior; you are not yet finished.
Beaten you may be, but broken?
Angels have fallen from greater heights
and survived, so why shouldn’t you?
Never mind what you are made of;
you are more than this flesh that binds you.
There is nothing you have to fear
that should not fear you a thousand times more.
Your heart is a galaxy, and your soul is lined in stars.

You are something extraordinary, my dear.

so do extraordinary things | m.a.w — commission for @bearholdingashark​ of finding courage (via dvoyd)

Listen: In the future, there is a small, quiet room that is just yours, where you are safe and you are free. In that room your shoulders will finally start to come down from around your ears. Nobody can come into that room unless you let them. In that clean quiet place, you will work and you will study. You will love and you will heal. I know this is true because I am there with you. We are there together because you saved us. You saved us because you were brave and because you never stopped believing in that room.See you there,Your Future Self

Jennifer Peepas (via acksherley)

america-wakiewakie:

If you love to write, just keep doing it. Keep writing. If you feel skeptical about your ability, keep writing. If you get stuck, take a little break, read, get to know yourself, collaborate with others, then keep writing.

Keep writing.

Eventually you’ll look back at some of the first things you wrote, then to what you can write now, and you’ll be astounded by your growth. Be in awe that you grew, because growing is so rarely easy, then write and grow some more. 

amireal2u:

I think the thing about being an artist in a society driven by capitalism (In one form or another) is that the classic benchmarks of success are extremely difficult to achieve, especially as a newbie. I’m not saying you won’t get at least some of them, but the timeline of an artist is VERY different than that of other careers in which you name yourself a type of person. (i.e. engineer, mechanic, accountant, etc. These all have official certifications or paychecks that start with the job instead of often at the END of a job or multiple jobs.)

So we often have this problem of not wanting to name ourselves, to give ourselves our well deserved titles because we haven’t reached the benchmarks most of the rest of society thinks we need to reach to have these titles.

Well I’m here to say that’s bullshit.

Do you draw or paint or sculpt? You are an artist! Do you write? You ARE a writer. Do you dream in iambic pentameter? You are a poet. You do the thing? You cannot STOP doing the thing? Guess what? YOU ARE THE THING.

Signed with great affection,

Ami, A writer of nearly 20 years.

p.s. There’s something really freeing about finally letting yourself BE the thing.