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This is the ending. Now not day only shall be beloved, but night too shall be beautiful and blessed and all its fear pass away. ↗
#fearlessness #joy #night #beauty
...because of the foulness of her mother's emotional river, a current which ran swift, changing its path without warning... ↗
#descriptive-prose #dystopia #from-review #paranormal-romance #post-apocalyptic
Some people are busy working on their pose instead of their purpose. ↗
#fearlessness #inspirational #life-changing #motivational #personal-development
Do you think courage means being fearless? Or daring? Courage, real courage, is taking three steps when it terrifies you. ↗
It was now December 7, 1941; the date that Franklin D. Roosevelt was destined to declare would live in infamy. ↗
#fdr #franklin-d-roosevelt #history #pearl-harbor #world-war-ii
I am young now and can look upon my body and soul with pride. But it will be mangled soon, and later it will begin to disintegrate, and then I shall die, and die conclusively. How can we face such a fact, and not live in fear? ↗
#beat #death-and-dying #early-stories-and-other-writings #fear-of-death #fleeting-life
There shall be no more death, Because we have already seen all that, Its old and we are tired of it, And now we need something new, And this new thing is Eternal Life ↗
Where are you taking me?” Andrew demanded, whirling on the Ferryman. His muscles tensed, hands curling in and out of fists. “To my master.” The voice was ghostly, whispers of black ash and death, words cold and detached. He had an idea who that was but asked anyway: “And who is your master?” No answer came. Andrew’s insatiable rage rose up and swallowed his grief like a yawning ocean mouth, the darkest depths surging to the surface to form a mighty tidal wave. He closed the distance and seized the Ferryman’s gaunt wrist. There was no substance, no life beneath the cloak. The Ferryman slowly turned his hooded head, and Andrew found himself looking into the black hole of a self-contained night. The olfactory of decay was a punch in the face. Andrew released the Ferryman’s wrist and hastily stepped back, rocking the boat as he put distance between him and the unnatural wind spilling from the gaping orifice. Andrew shivered, the tiny hairs on his neck saluting. The cloaked head faced forward again, and the wind died away. ↗
#fantasy #fiction #key-of-pearl #laura-kreitzer #paranormal-fantasy
From a spiritual perspective, each individual heart is a place where Divine love is expressed and experienced. That's what it's designed for. That love shows up in an unlimited number of shapes and sizes, colors and flavors. We are here to love, as big and as fearlessly as we possibly can. ↗
