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Another step forward 27: Other brothers

Another step forward 27: Other brothers com/series/Another-step-forwardDeviantart: exemplarium.deviantart.

Creative Bullshit: Never Be

Creative Bullshit: Never Be Hell sometimes I wonder if I am even good I have tried so much, made so many attempts, to be a good writer But I can feel that possibility slipping away My time in the spot light it over I can’t say I didn’t try But I wasn’t trying hard enough And, as my star fades, I don’t know what is worse Knowing your time is up Or knowing you still have so much more to say Some much you want people to hear But no one to tell It’s like I am trapped in a swirling whirlpool Trying desperately to grab onto something before I am pulled into obscurity It would be so easy to become bitter So easy to get angry at everyone around me, to blame them for all of my failings Because it isn’t anyone else fault That I am not good enough to be a good writer, a great writer I just don’t have what it takes to draw them in And what it takes to keep them watching I’m just a guy who stumbled into a modicum of success And now is going to lose it because I don’t have the ability to keep it I’m nothing but a washed up hack Who will never be a great writer

DARPA’s Brain Chip Implants Could Be the Next Big Mental Health Breakthrough—Or a Total Disaster

DARPA’s Brain Chip Implants Could Be the Next Big Mental Health Breakthrough—Or a Total Disaster How did we get to deep brain stimulation and where do we go from here?Then doctors offered her a new option, something called deep brain stimulation.

This heartbreaking British advert has a powerful message about suicide

This heartbreaking British advert has a powerful message about suicide From the title and the opening sequence, it'd be easy to think that the video above is just another viral comedy short about the secret things men get up to behind closed doors.It's not, though.

How weird sleep schedules can affect our mental health

How weird sleep schedules can affect our mental health When they're in sync, our body clock may act as a protective barrier against mental and physical illnesses.But a growing number of studies in recent years indicate that maintaining our internal rhythm is important for our overall health.

John Legend is proud of Chrissy Teigen's 'powerful' essay on her struggle with postpartum depression

John Legend is proud of Chrissy Teigen's 'powerful' essay on her struggle with postpartum depression Earlier this month, supermodel and our aspirational best friend Chrissy Teigen penned a beautifully honest essay about her struggle with postpartum depression.Now, her husband John Legend is speaking out about being there for his wife through the difficult time.

Another step forward 33: Comical origins

Another step forward 33: Comical origins Click to block a category: equisespada prev nextrandomComment PrevTopNextComment Truth be told I don't actually get a lot of hate for this comic, but you guys really are the only ones who listen.For the rest of the comic there's tapastic:tapastic.

Creative Bullshit: After the Epic

Creative Bullshit: After the Epic Let me tell you a story For once upon a time, there lived several great, just, and powerful men and women They fought against a great evil, beating it back from their lands They defeated this evil, forcing it into submission, and returned to their homes They became rulers of their many homes, leading their people to the destinies they desired However there was one thing none of them foresaw: that once the ties that binds you together is gone, it is all too easy for everything to fall to infighting Yet, in honor of all the heroes have been through, they tried to maintain a closeness But with time the cracks formed in the friendly façade and their friendship fractured and broke apart And still they fell farther, with the gaps became too large to bridge, thus the heroes became enemies One hero, a Noble Paladin, watched as war once again ravished his once peaceful home He had to take a side, and a side, in the end, he took In war he was steadfast, just as he had been before But in his heart he looked back on that choice, wondered if he had made the wrong one Sometimes this worry was spawn through battle, others through the face of the dead, and sometimes through the face of villagers he passed The worst pangs of doubt came after the raiding of the cities Fire of war would roam across the land, cries of mercy and rage were abundant as lives were torn asunder The battle culminated in the raiding of the keep, with the Paladin leading the charge All to often he found himself face to face with an old friend, swords crossed not in shared valor, but as enemies It was the same cycle every time; a few words were exchanged, a fight would ensue, Blows were traded, before his friend was cut down, and death took his friend away as he cradled them in his arms The Paladin would beg for forgiveness from his god, for the act he had just done But none seemed to come When the war finally concluded, many cheered, eager to usher in this new age of prosperity Others cried, lamenting the pointless loss of life of their fathers and sons But for the Paladin, he felt neither the happiness nor sadness Instead, what he felt was an all-consuming tiredness, a tired he could not shake A tiredness that weighed down his soul, drowning him in the memories of what once were and what had been So silently he faded into the background and slipped away from his once grand position, hoping only to escape his busy life, and return to a simpler time And so he did, becoming a simple swordsman in a far away and oft forgotten town, were he could live out his days in relative peace, far away from the world outside And yet the memories followed him here He could see them all in his mind, their friendly, happy smiles, twisting with pain, grief, and death And in the quiet moments, when no one was around and darkness was in the sky, all that pained the Paladin brought back memories that burned his eyes They made water roll out of them through his graying beard, and into his worn hands, cupped over his face And as the tears did flow, the all to familiar tiredness again began to over take him, a tiredness he could not escape So the great Paladin, would lay himself down upon his bed and so he slept, waiting for the sun to rise, sleeping as an old man who needed much more than sleep Hoping that in the morning he would awaken without pain, that all his life was simply a cruel dream, but knowing it was but a fools hope

If Obamacare dies, a Facebook post could cause you to lose your health insurance

If Obamacare dies, a Facebook post could cause you to lose your health insurance It's a scary thing, to hear something that’s been lurking over you for decades get a name.My therapist used words like "depression" and "anxiety.