I’d love to live in a place like this.
I really like this.
(may-gee-noo-sha) // small, inconsequential squirrels in your pocket // humangray.com
I’d love to live in a place like this.
I really like this.
Vortex Infinitum (Robo-Ky’s Theme) (aka. What I’m listening to while waiting for the epicness of Anime North to start …)
Hello Thunder Kitty, Lokitty, Captain Amerikitty, IRON KITTY
Julio Diaz has a daily routine. Every night, the 31-year-old social worker ends his hour-long subway commute to the Bronx one stop early, just so he can eat at his favorite diner.
But one night last month, as Diaz stepped off the No. 6 train and onto a nearly empty platform, his evening took an unexpected turn.
He was walking toward the stairs when a teenage boy approached and pulled out a knife.
“He wants my money, so I just gave him my wallet and told him, ‘Here you go,’” Diaz says.
As the teen began to walk away, Diaz told him, “Hey, wait a minute. You forgot something. If you’re going to be robbing people for the rest of the night, you might as well take my coat to keep you warm.”
The would-be robber looked at his would-be victim, “like what’s going on here?” Diaz says. “He asked me, ‘Why are you doing this?’”
Diaz replied: “If you’re willing to risk your freedom for a few dollars, then I guess you must really need the money. I mean, all I wanted to do was get dinner and if you really want to join me … hey, you’re more than welcome.
“You know, I just felt maybe he really needs help,” Diaz says.
Diaz says he and the teen went into the diner and sat in a booth.
“The manager comes by, the dishwashers come by, the waiters come by to say hi,” Diaz says. “The kid was like, ‘You know everybody here. Do you own this place?’”
“No, I just eat here a lot,” Diaz says he told the teen. “He says, ‘But you’re even nice to the dishwasher.’”
Diaz replied, “Well, haven’t you been taught you should be nice to everybody?”
“Yea, but I didn’t think people actually behaved that way,” the teen said.
Diaz asked him what he wanted out of life. “He just had almost a sad face,” Diaz says.
The teen couldn’t answer Diaz — or he didn’t want to.
When the bill arrived, Diaz told the teen, “Look, I guess you’re going to have to pay for this bill ‘cause you have my money and I can’t pay for this. So if you give me my wallet back, I’ll gladly treat you.”
The teen “didn’t even think about it” and returned the wallet, Diaz says. “I gave him $20 … I figure maybe it’ll help him. I don’t know.”
Diaz says he asked for something in return — the teen’s knife — “and he gave it to me.”
Afterward, when Diaz told his mother what happened, she said, “You’re the type of kid that if someone asked you for the time, you gave them your watch.”
“I figure, you know, if you treat people right, you can only hope that they treat you right. It’s as simple as it gets in this complicated world.”
FAITH IN HUMANITY RESTORED
THIS IS WHAT JESUS WOULD DO EVERYONE
JUST SAYING
THIS IS HOW HE WANTS US TO ACT IRL
TO LOVE OUR ENEMIES AND PRAY FOR THOSE WHO PERSECUTE US
This is great. I wish there were more people like this guy.
Actually one of my favourite Disney songs to sing. I’M ESPECIALLY GOOD AT EXPEEEECTORATING LA LA LA
These turned out awesome! I can’t wait to see your fairy tale book~
I’ll be at AN 2012, table A12.
HERE ARE MY NEW STUFFS FOR THIS YEAR.
I’ll also be selling my fairytale book finally.
Out on the Mira on warm afternoons
Old men go fishing with black line and spoons
And if they catch nothing they never complain
I wish I was with them again
As boys in their boats call to girls on the shore
Teasing the one that they dearly adore
And into the evening the courting begins
I wish I was with them again
Can you imagine a piece of the universe
More fit for princes and kings?
I’ll trade you ten of your cities
For Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings
Out on the Mira on soft summer nights
Bonfires blaze to the children’s delight
They dance ’round the flames singing songs with their friends
I wish I was with them again
And over the ashes, the stories are told
Of witches and werewolves and Oak Island gold
Stars on the river, they sparkle and spin
I wish I was with them again
Can you imagine a piece of the universe
More fit for princes and kings?
I’ll trade you ten of your cities
For Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings
Out on the Mira the people are kind
They’ll treat you to home-brew and help you unwind
And if you come broken, they’ll see that you mend
I wish I was with them again
Now I’ll conclude with a “wish you go well”
Sweet be your dreams, and your happiness swell
I’ll leave you here, for my journey begins
I’m going to be with them again
I’m going to be with them again