A wizard’s most powerful weapon is common sense

Simplicity

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I miss the simplicity of childhood identity, a time when no matter the background people could become friends easily. It did not matter who your mother or father were or how much you had; a simple exchange of names and a few hours of playing together were enough to form friendships. But then you get older and you realize how people are and that sandbox friendship dream is crushed as easily as a fragile flower.
How many of your childhood friends can you rely on? Or better said, how many are still around?
It still happens rarely to bond with people as adults and form friendships. And even rarer are the occasions when true honesty with these people is an option. In these cases if you should be given the chance to form a life together…marry them. Marry the fuck out of them!

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Cardiac implosion

Imagine spending a day playing with these little guys. Are you imagining it yet? Good. Now tell me that it wasn’t the best day ever. Don’t lie. You know nothing can top all that fluffiness. Good. Now go to your significant other and tell them that this day topped the day you met them and the day you took that special trip to that special place and the day you got married and so on. You are alone now, but you played with husky puppies so you don’t care. Husky puppies a.k.a. little wolves that nibble on your soul. Is it possible to die from happiness? Yes. If you don’t have a husky puppy near you, or a dog, go and adopt an animal from the local pound and love them to bits. Thank you!

Boo hoo

Luxury could mean a ski trip in the Alps, a new sports car or dining at an exclusive restaurant by the seaside with a great view of the sunset, but it could also mean a good night’s sleep, mornings where you are not woken up at the crack of dawn by the inconsiderate behavior of others and peace of mind.
Give someone everything one could ask for, except the ability to rest properly and it’ll all be for nothing.
When people ask what’s the matter, you just tell them you’re busy, because they’re too ignorant to care that they completely fuck up your entire day by keeping you awake and explaining it again and again just causes more disgust.

Snow(not related to Jon)

The first has yet again returned,

My hand held yours as the night’s sky burned

With colors from the brightest of dreams.

We raised our glases through cheers and screams,

Coat covering your shoulder, watch on my wrist,

Make a wish, my love, we all have a wish list.

Clothes and trips and rigs and other silly things

I’d like us to posses and enjoy. A thought clings,

In the back of my mind and it seems to find

A way to push through the moment and grind;

We are ever so fortunate to live this life,

Where we have each other to chase away strife.

The holidays might end, but the World is still mad

There are human beings everywhere too sad,

Too poor, too sick and too jaded to dare to smile.

I know we cannot help them all, but for a while,

Let us think of them and wish them well at least

May they find shelter and love and have a feast.

At least for a few moments each day let us do so,

For we are blessed to have somewhere to go;

A place where our loved ones prosper and live,

Let us remember to respect, appreciate and give.

Through compassion and empathy let us show,

That humanity can cover the Earth just like snow.