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When a hamster finds themselves really tuckered out, after all that cardio. And doesn't want to move from the wheel before taking a nap.
Man. Moo Moo sure has been falling asleep at the wheel a lot lately. I wonder how much he'd hate me if I poked his little belly right now.
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(1.) A path previously laid out by someone else, to arrive at a destination or goal.
(Can be either physical or existential, literal or metaphorical).
(2.) A metaphor for the journey of the life, death, or existence in general.
(3.) A point of access, connection or intersection, in a larger system. (Can refer to the structure of actual roadways, or anything that resembles that structureâ¦(like veins/arteries in the human body, or the branches/roots of a tree).
(4.) A particular method or approach, to learning or doing something.
(1.) If you take the strictest definition of road vs. streetâ¦A street is supposed to imply buildings and addresses, either public or private. And a road is supposed to emphasize a means of travel.
(This gets kind of confusing and weird when you consider people live on both streets and roads. However, youâll notice a highway is never called a street. Itâs always a road.)
(2.) The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
(3.) Veins are like the local roads of the human body. Arteries are like major highways. And blood vessels are like small residential streets.
(4.) (A.) The road to Michaelâs heart, is his stomach. Better work on that Lasagna.
(B.) The road to learning, isnât the same for anybody. The most effective teachers tap into their studentsâ individual motivations and learning styles.
This is a shout out to all the young eagles, hawks, falcons and vultures, (birds of prey) who are afraid of heights. And find themselves praying for the courage to push their little taloned feet off the tree and into the pretty blue sky.
You can do it!
I want to live up to my bird of prey potential, but right now I'm just a bird of pray.
-Baldy Mcflapflap
(1.) The pursuit we owe to ourselves and the world.
Everyone is a prisoner of something. Current physical circumstances. Past trauma. A limit of belief or imagination. An insecurity. A lie we believe. A truth we ignore. A fear of failure. A voice in our heads that dictates what we can and cannot do. Expectations of family or society. Disability. Chronic Illness. Addiction. Grief. Shame. A general world weariness or exhaustion. A locked idea that the world we've known is the only world there is, or ever could be.
We praise the P.O.W. who escapes an enemy/internment camp. We praise the addict who escapes their addiction and chooses sobriety. But in so many other contexts escape is considered juvenile, a product of weakness or immaturity. Nothing could be farther from the truth.
(2.) To imagine something better for yourself or the world in a fictional setting, until you have the courage or ability to make it real.
No P.O.W. escapes an internment camp without imagining a vision of freedom powerful enough it spits in the face of their current tortured and starved reality. Equally so, an addict who imagines a reality in which they are sober, is often imagining something they think is impossible.
Escape gives us permission to think limitlessly, even when we think everything in our life limits us. Because it doesn't ask what's likely or possible, or what the odds are. It just asks, "What would your reality look like if you had it your Way?"
Nobody who ever dared to dream the impossible, and made it real, started off thinking it could happen.
Escape is the birthplace of the things we dare to dream.
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A dark horse. An onion that won't make you cry. A walking contradiction in all the best ways. Shy around new people, but has a presence whenever walking into a room. She has a wonderful child like playfulness and sincerity, in spite of surviving terrible things. Incredibly creative and gifted in a variety of arts, but also able to approach subjects with the methodical objectivity of a scientist. Finds the prospect of asking out a cute guy absolutely terrifying, but can keep calm and go into "save the day" mode in life or death situations.
A Christiana is someone you want on your side when shit hits the fan.
Some people talk a big game. Christianas don't talk at all. Seeing what they do, is like watching a fictional trope of the quiet genius or secret badass, come to life. Certain things come so intuitively for them....it's like they're not even aware of what they're capable of.
A term for what motivates a keyboard warrior (or moral grandstanding in general.)
Morality or ethics isn't the point. Genuine concern for the issue they're talking about, isn't the point. And social status/clout, doesn't quite cover their motivations either. Because this is a very specific kind of affirmation seeking.
People who are righteous indignation junkies today, are basically like a modern representation of the Salem Witch Trial crew...They've just exchanged their pitch forks for keyboards, and stake kindle for declarations of hardline"wokeness".
Just as some hivemind Salem dipshits, got a dopamine/neuroepinephrine rush, burning people at the stake back in the day (because they thought their actions were on the side of the angels)...Today's righteous indignation junkies are motivated by a similar chemical cocktail.
It's just that torture and public executions aren't a common pastime anymore, so that thirst for blood had to get a post-modern rebranding. That's what today's insincere moral outrage essentially is. Blood thirstiness channelled into a more socially acceptable package.
Have you ever come across someone who appears to constantly jump on the bandwagon of angry editorial headlines, without really knowing or caring about the topic at hand? Do all their posts have a tone of righteous indignation? Do they never talk about things that might improve a social issue (or things that are currently being done)? Does it appear like critical thinking is a foreign country in their brain? And everything they say is motivated by wanting to feel righteously indignant?
That's a righteous indignation junkie.
When two words are blended together to create one word, using only a portion of each word.
Examples:
(Internet)=Interconnected + Network
(Brunch)= Breakfast + Lunch
(Moped)= Motor + Pedal
(Bash)= Bang + Smash
Most people realize "Brunch" is a portmanteaus, but what about "Internet?"