I had a dream for my life once…
I dreamed that in my life I would dedicate myself to the endless learning of our world, how it functions, and the beautiful history behind all of it. That had always been my dream ever since I was a little boy…
that I would study and understand what made this world so complicated, and so gorgeous, and so disgusting, and so disappointing, and so invigorating all at the same time… that had been my dream… and thinking of all of it now I feel like I’ve only ever disappointed myself..
I have the capability of this knowledge that I seek, and yet I find it so exhausting and so hard to chase… I suck at schooling, my writing is awful, my future is so uncertain in this world.. and I feel like it’s all culminating in my mind that… it doesn’t matter anymore…
I have two Egyptian Coptic friends. Both of which are women.
And both of which are extremists in their own right.
What the fuck is going on in Egypt’s Coptic Church?
mares that piss: applejack, rainbow dash
mares that pee: pinkie pie, fluttershy
mares that urinate: rarity, twilight sparkle
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