A Note To The Future

“That’s all we are — just stories. We only exist by how people remember us, by the stories we make of our lives. Without the stories, we’d just fade away.” - Charles De Lint

when we clean our room, we tend to come across old stuff that we hide or put away because we don't need them anymore. Or maybe we found stuff that we have been looking for forever. Even better, maybe we find our diaries or some tokens that were given by someone you love. And when we find it, every so often it got nostalgic and then we start to remember things and sometimes we realize something and we'll say "so this is why those things had to happened"

So future me, here's those things that will make you either laugh or cry. Enjoy ;)

P.S. Please feel free to ask! :D
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How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
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Alfred Tennyson

Helen: He said that we go through times of consolation and desolation. Consolation is when… things are flowing, and everything makes sense, and… you feel connected, and… you’re aware that God is present and… has plans for you, maybe… even likes you a little bit. You remember that?

Will: Sometimes.

Helen: Desolation is the other thing. When you are… scared… and confused and alone and out of step, and your cell phone doesn’t work, and… your daughter gets sick, and… the cops come to the door and say there’s been an accident. God… retreats, and… you’re left with your own thoughts, and those thoughts are…dark. There are answers there. He told me. And strength.

Will: How long does desolation last?

Helen: As long as it needs to.

Evil is charming and beautiful. It makes you doubt yourself. It asks for one small compromise after another until it whittles you down, and it functions best when no one believes in it.
Joan of Arcadia

Joan Girardi: So we all get to die, and then everyone we love dies?
Cute Boy God: Yeah.
Joan Girardi: And… and that’s good for you?
Cute Boy God: Joan, there’s nothing about death that I can say that would make sense to you.
Joan Girardi: A lot of what happens here really sucks, so much for your… perfect system.
[pause]
Joan Girardi: Can you see me being really mad at you right now?
Cute Boy God: Yes.
Joan Girardi: Why does it have to be so hard?
Cute Boy God: What specifically?
Joan Girardi: Being alive, let’s start there.
Cute Boy God: You wish you weren’t alive?
Joan Girardi: No! I… I don’t know. I wish… it didn’t… hurt so much.
Cute Boy God: It hurts because you feel it, Joan… because you’re alive. You love people, that generates a lot of power, a lot of energy. The same kind of energy that binds atoms together, we’ve all seen what happens when you try to pry them apart.
Joan Girardi: So, if I don’t get attached to people then… it won’t hurt so much?
Cute Boy God: No, it’s in your nature to get attached to people, I put that in the recipe. It’s when you guys try to ignore that… when you try to go it alone, that’s when it gets ugly. It’s hell.

Quoted from Joan of Arcadia