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thisisrealy2kok · 13 hours
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Jamiroquai - Stillness In Time (1995)
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humanoidhistory · 3 days
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Can We Survive Our Future? (1972)
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invis-o-william · 17 hours
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Day 6: Immortal AU
Danny leaned back in the grass, the wind brushing his white gravity defying hair back away from his forehead, and sighed. Amity Park had changed a lot over the years. What had once been a fair sized growing metropolis was now a sprawling city blending urban technological feats of science with older infrastructure that had been in place for over a hundred years.
One thing that hadn’t changed too much though, was its main cemetery. Others had cropped up on the outskirts of the booming city, but this one, the original burial ground, stayed intact even though no new burials had occurred there in decades.
“Sorry for not visiting sooner,” Danny said, “the Realms have kept me on my toes lately. Clocky has had it with the Observants and is trying to get rid of them as a whole. Good riddance I say.”
He chuckled at the last sentence. “I know you were never a fan of how much they interfered when I first took the throne, so I figured you’d be happy to hear that at least.”
Danny’s eyes followed a pair of children nearby happily playing on the sidewalk with gliders that seemed so similar to the Red Huntress’. Danny frowned. So much had changed over the years, and he was starting to feel like he couldn’t keep up anymore.
“I had something I wanted to tell you about too..” He trailed off and turned to look at the headstone next to him. While it was old, as was every grave in this section, this one had been well cared for. Cleared of creeping plant life and with any and all dirt meticulously brushed off. The inscription read:
Dr. Jasmine “Jazz” Fenton
B. March 31, 1988 D. May 6, 2070
Beloved Mother, Sister, and Professor
“I decided to stay in the Infinite Realms full time now. With my duties as King, and the whole new zone developing there I just don’t have the time to patrol Amity Park anymore. Not that there’s a need to anymore.” He sighed the last words. It was true, after a few decades of kingship, Danny had figured out how to balance the limits that ghosts could venture to the mortal plane and the damage they could cause there.
His role on Earth as Phantom had long been redundant now, and there was no one here for him anymore. All his friends had long since died, as were even Jazz’s grandchildren. On Earth, Danny felt truly and utterly alone.
“Of course I’m going to still come and visit you guys,” Danny said, “other than that though, I think that’s it. People around here are starting to think I’m a fairy tale anyway.” He didn’t think he would ever stop visiting the resting places of his family, his friends. They had meant too much to him not to, and he never wanted to forget them, never wanted to forget who he was.
Danny stood from the grave he had been sitting in front of, glancing at its inscription. It was worn and harder to make out than Jazz’s, but it still clearly read;
Daniel “Danny” Fenton
B. February 12, 1989 D. July 17, 2031
Gone too Soon
Danny still smirked at the irony of it. A grave for a halfa that would never truly die. He had stayed physically stuck in his thirties for centuries now, and wasn’t sure that would ever change. Looking back to his sister’s headstone, he knelt down and placed a rose encapsulated in ghostly blue ice at its base.
“Happy death-day Jazz.” he said with a smile, “I’ll come visit you soon.” With that he turned and with a wave of his hand opened a portal to the Infinite Realms. A familiar woman with a mop of long white hair peeked out of it.
“Thanks for the privacy Dani. Do you want to go see Sam and Tucker now?” he asked his clone. She grinned with enthusiasm before jumping out of the portal to join her “older brother”. Once the portal was closed, they both changed from ghost to human and set off down the rows of graves to visit their departed friends.
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One day, I will have my own strawberry garden, a slice of heaven where each leaf and every red berry will be laden with the love I've nurtured in my heart. It will be a place where painful memories transform into life lessons, and each strawberry will be a sweet reward for my resilience.
I will tend to this garden with my hands, feeling the earth between my fingers, as a deep connection with nature and my own soul. I will plant seeds of hope and water each seedling with tears of joy and sadness, accepting that every part of my life contributes to its growth and blossoming.
When the sun rises, I will watch its gentle light embrace each plant, bringing warmth and life. I will feel its rays warm me too, reminding me that after darkness, there always comes dawn. And every evening, as the sun sets, I will stand by my garden and contemplate the simple beauty of nature, thinking of all the things I am grateful for.
My strawberry garden will be a sanctuary of inner peace, a place where I can retreat when the world around becomes too noisy. Here, I will find the tranquility necessary to listen to my own thoughts and heal my soul's wounds.
I will share the fruits of my garden with loved ones, offering them a part of the love I've put into cultivating each fruit. I will laugh and cry with them, enjoying the authentic human connection I will find in this little universe of mine.
And, one day, when I look back on the journey, I will know that every difficult moment was just a step towards this wonderful garden. I will understand that all my experiences, good and bad, were necessary to get here, to the place where love and strawberries grow together, in perfect harmony.
With love,
Me, the future strawberry gardener.
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zendasian · 2 days
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Not Like Us
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nemfrog · 10 months
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"The Big Dipper as it is today (left) and as it will look in 50,000 years." Dream of stars. 1940.
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startrek-by-secret · 8 months
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Things that are going to happen in 2024 according to Star Trek:
1) the absolutely giant homeless-population of the USA (or was is just New York? Idk, I‘m from Europe) is going to start a civil-war fighting against the upper class and police.
2) Ireland is going to get united
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yesthechaos · 2 months
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scifiseries · 6 months
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The future of phones (1956)
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neon-wonderlands · 2 months
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thisisrealy2kok · 2 days
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NTT DoCoMo Eggy packaging (2001)
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reiashiftsrealities · 16 days
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drake is fucking COOKED. kendrick won y’all idgaf
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agk42 · 3 months
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Snowkyo 2024 //
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Cold photos from Tokyo’s snow dump on Feb 5 2024
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existentialcyberpunk · 4 months
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humanoidhistory · 4 months
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Visiting the year 2024 in GM's Futurama exhibit at the New York World's Fair, 1964.
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