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Fontella Bass, seen here on the show âShindigâ in 1965 singing her hit song âRescue Meâ, died on December 26. We listened back today to an interview Terry did with Bass in 1995.
The fox knows many small things. The hedgehog knows one big thing. #finance #financialplanning #LLSummit17 #parable #entrepreneur #greatness (at Vancouver, British Columbia)
âWe have a memory cut in pieces. And I write trying to recover our real memory, the memory of humankind. But the human rainbow had been mutilated by machismo, racism, militarism and a lot of other isms, who have been terribly killing our greatness, our possible greatness, our possible beauty.â - Eduardo Galeano
Great paintings, come with great power. #fly #far #deep #sea #waves #painting #greatness #nature #sun #beach #family #blue #magic #flow #one #active #alive #moving (at Greifswald, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1N5LXniioS/?igshid=tg9jbshgvya6
I'm so proud of myself.
It only took me 20 minutes and a Google search to figure out how to post on mobile
Batman Arkham Asylum Lego set. YES!!!! Thanks for the help Ivy, @arthurj44 @b0nkkk @samathematics #batman #darkknight #lego #arkhamasylum #fun #awesome #dccomics #greatness
What or who is perfect?
We all have our models, and all kinds of subjects of admiration. And that is good, to some extent... It makes us push harder or just push at all. If I read a decent piece of literature, it reminds me how much I could be advanced and how many details I could fix in my previous works. And I repeat, it's a tremendous thing. We inspire each other in an endless cycle for we all are role models sometimes and we are the followers at other times.
Could I end it here? Maybe I could but shouldn't or should but just can't... Is the basic idea of perfection purely motivational and constructive? Sadly no. As long as we're moderate and wise, it helps us improve and there's always room for that... But perfection in itself is not a reason for us to act one or another way, or to change. We have to have a vision, a goal and on our way towards them, these small images of perfection will keep us getting better and better.
It's about time for me to end but I just can't leave it out: perfection is a question of the taste of the observing entity. That's why we are so brave to label things as perfect. But it just doesn't exist, at least not in this world. A question of perception. Mathematicians could argue but... Well I don't know what to say of that but I'm always ready for a little discussion...
Bottom line: love the perfect things and know, that to certain people, ones who you probably don't even see, You are perfect, too.
Hagrid
Rubeus Hagrid;Â Half-giant, great giant, great Gryffindor, great man, great brother, great friend, great everything. The two things I love the most about Hagrid both have to do with his love, (1) his love for Harry, and (2) his love of everything else
We all know that Sirius loved Harry, but he wasnât the only one and on another note, I feel part of Siriusâ love for Harry was connected to James. When I think of Hagridâs love for Harry I think of Molly (and Arthur), who loved him unconditionally. I think of someone who saw Harry as an equal, as a friend, as someone with their own reactions and thoughts; not as someone to be manipulated, convinced or as a child.Â
One of the biggest issues I will always have is that none of Harryâs children were named after Hagrid, mostly, because Harry never truly appreciated Hagrid. While he did care for Hagrid, he never had all the respect for him that he should have, some of the respect that he gave to Dumbledore should have been with Hagrid. This is a shame for both of them, as they have a lot in common that Harry didnât with anyone else. For starters, they both had terrible childhoods and adolescence that related a lot to their loss of parents and community. when they were both young Hagridâs mother left him and Harryâs parents died. In their teens, Hagridâs father died and he was kicked out of school and Harry would consistently have to deal with the Dursleys and would become an outcast whenever the admiration of the wizarding world turned to disgust or pettiness (not a very strong bunch). This is in addition to being a standout; Hagrid for being a half-giant and Harry for being âthe boy who livedâ.Â
These are also only a few of the reasons why both end up like lost boys in the wizarding world, whom both turn to Albus Dumbledore as a guide. Hagrid, like Harry, was given a very rough deal early on, but so was Lupin who I also deeply treasure but must point out did not handle it as well as Hagrid. Unlike Harry and Lupin, who both managed to get great friends in their youth, part of what I love and think we can all learn from Hagrid is how he so strongly persevered thru everything. Without all the skulking and pity-parties. At any point in his life he could have run off to be with the other giants, or just hid out by himself with his little bit of magic, but he didnât, he continued to try, do good and be good. Obviously, he found and had reasons to stay, Hogwarts was his home, but there was an easier way, a path with less rejection and side-glances (just think of him being out in the world will all the different creatures he could be with and care for); regardless of everything Hagrid not only persevered, but he was so, so kind, almost always trusting there to be good in people, giving people the benefit of the doubt and even when he got a bit of temper, he never got mean.
Another thing with Hagrid that was so amazing giving his upbringing was how much he loved and was king, to himself. While he kept it quiet in the beginning, he was never ashamed of being a half-giant, and while he wasnât happy about getting kicked out of school, he knew he hadnât done anything wrong and just wished he could learn more magic. When he made mistakes, he owned up to them. Finally, the most endearing thing sounds like all the others but is truly unique: he loved everything. Every creature, he found beauty in it, regardless of everything he saw beauty, believed in love, friendship, the truth and the good. How can anyone not completely admire that, love that
So again, Hagrid is someone to be honoured and admired and to try and live up to, for he never gives up, is incredibly kind, loves himself and loves everything else
On behalf of hope
Sitting in the big auditorium, feeling like I don't deserve any of this, feeling like I'm just a spy, trying hard to taste the triumph. For a moment I just played my part so well, that I almost believed It. I felt part of these people who really try, who give it all for a conviction, who apparently work daily to fulfill these random dreams, of holding this cardboard and make a place for themselves in the world.
For a second, I abandoned myself to the idea of greatness, suddenly simple things seemed so unfulfilling, this hunger for more appeared, to do more, to earn more. Ideas revolved in my head as this old man gave those speeches about virtue. Maybe I want this, endless days of suffering and modern slavery so I can say that after all, I'm not a waste of space and time. Suddenly I imagined myself in the same spot, giving speeches of virtue as well. These little voices in my head saying "Maybe it is worth the try".