i remember lying in bed the day after they left, the silence between us still echoing in my head. it wasn't the pain that got to me, it was the realization that i was still holding onto the hope that they'd come back for me.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU AS A WHITE MAN 66 YEARS OLD AND BREAKS MY HEART THAT THIS SHIT STILL GOING ON. IT'S PRETTY SIMPLE LOOK AT THE NUMBERS WE HAVE TO BE ABLE TO TALK ABOUT THIS. EVERYBODY'S AFRAID TO TALK ABOUT THE SUBJECT THE TIMES NOW.
LOOK AT CRIME RATE BLACK ON BLACK , BLACK OR WHITE, WHITE ON BLACK THAT'S ALL YOU REALLY NEED TO LOOK AT. WE JUST NEED TO ACCEPT IT AND ADDRESS IT AND MAKE THE CORRECTIVE ACTIONS
I AM ALL FOR HELPING PEOPLE TO MAKING A BETTER LIFE FOR THEMSELVES AND THEIR FAMILIES
BUT THEY HAVE TO WANT IT JUST AS MUCH AS WE WANT TO HELP THEM
THEY HAVE TO RECOGNIZE WHERE THEY'RE AT AND WHY THEY'RE THERE LET'S START FROM THE BEGINNING
SOUTHERN DEMOCRATS WANTED SLAVES FOREVER
THE REPUBLICANS WENT TO WAR THE FREE THE SLAVES AND WE HAD SACRIFICE HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF YOUNG MEN AND WOMEN AND CHILDREN FOR THAT CAUSE
THE KKK
SOUTHERN DEMOCRATS
EVERY ATTEMPTED ASSASSINATION OF A PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES WAS DONE BY A DEMOCRAT EVERY SINGLE ONE
LET'S NOT FORGET ABOUT MARGRET SINGER THE WOMAN WHO DEVELOPED PLAN PARENTHOOD TO KILL INNOCENT BLACK BABIES IN THE INNER CITIES
LET'S NOT FORGET WHO POLLUTED IN DISTRIBUTED DRUGS, AND CIGARETTES INTO THE BLACK COMMUNITY THROUGHOUT THE YEARS THE DEMOCRATS
BELIEVE IT OR NOT I HAVE FRIENDS THAT ARE DEMOCRATS AND THEY'RE GOOD PEOPLE, BUT THEY TELL ME RIGHT TO MY FACE. WE HAVE THE PEOPLE COLOR RIGHT WHERE WE WANT THEM AND THAT'S VERY FUCKING SAD.
IT'S THE CULTURE IS A MENTALITY. IT'S THE ONE ADULT FAMILY USUALLY THE MOTHER WHO CARRIES A BIG BURDEN AND PROBABLY DOES THINGS THAT SHE SHOULDN'T BE DOING JUST TO SUPPORT HER FAMILY. I GET THAT.
THE MEN JUST WALK AWAY I HAVE NO RESPONSIBILITY
WE HAVE TO CHANGE THAT CULTURE
WE ALL HAVE TO WORK TOGETHER TO BECOME ONE CULTURE
EVERY NATIONALITY HAS WORKED THEIR WAY OUT OF THE GHETTO EXCEPT FOR ONE AND THAT IS TOTALLY UNACCEPTABLE BUT I ALSO BELIEVE IT WAS INTENTIONAL ON THE DEMOCRATS
LET'S PUT MONEY INTO THE INNER CITIES LESS INVEST IN THE CITIES LIKE AMAZON WANTS TO DO, BUT AOC DIDN'T WANT ANY PART OF IT? DOES THAT MAKE ANY SENSE OR JOBS FOR THE PEOPLE OF THAT COMMUNITY OPEN YOUR EYES PEOPLE
LET'S NOT DROP OUR DRAWERS UNLESS THERE'S A GOOD SOLID MAN IN YOUR FUTURE YOU HAVE TO FORGET ABOUT INSTANT GRATIFICATION OR ATTRACTION AND THINK ABOUT THE FUTURE
BRING YOUR KIDS UP TO BELIEVE THAT THEY COULD DO ANYTHING THEY WANT IF THEY APPLY THEMSELVES AND STOP TELLING THEM THAT THEY'RE A VICTIM
I HAVE SO MUCH MORE I COULD TELL YOU, BUT I SAY IT OUT OF THE KINDNESS OF MY HEART NOT TO RIDICULE ANYBODY JUST TO MAKE ME OPEN SOME EYES GOOD LUCK TO EVERYBODY, AND GOD BLESS
@AleenaAstro same thing happens to me all the time, i'll be in a rush and spill coffee all over my shirt or something and then i'm stuck looking like a slob
You don’t “improve” a girl by making her more like a boy and you don’t “improve” a boy by making him more like a girl. Educational policies or parenting principles that either don’t recognize the differences between the sexes or treat one as the ideal and the other as inferior will be ineffective at best — and harmful at their worst — for both boys and girls (and the men and women they grow up to be, and the culture we all live in).
We are male humans and female humans, which means we are different. The differences matter and should not be diminished or diluted. They are instead to be appreciated and protected. We are less as a society or nation if men’s manhood is adulterated or women’s womanhood is debased.
Yes, we can learn from the other sex. But a man learning to be less savage or more aware of his feelings is not becoming woman-like; he’s becoming a better version of the man he is. And a woman learning to be more assertive or less accommodating is not becoming man-like; she’s become a better version of the woman she is.
It should go without saying—but today needs to be said—that no one will become a better human by becoming something other than the sex they are. No girl or woman can become a boy or man, and any changes made in pursuit of that goal will not be improvements — they will always be subtractions from what makes her who she is, not additions or completions. And no boy or man can become a girl or woman, and any changes made in pursuit of that goal will not be improvements — they will always be subtractions from what makes him who he is, not additions or completions.
💥 🌍 ☀️ ✳️ PORTAL 6:6 of 2026!
On June 6, the Portal Mas Sanador of 2026 opens. And their Energy won't be repeated with this intensity for another 9 years.
The 6 Represents Love, Healing, Home, Relationships and Connection to oneself.
These are days where the repetition of numbers creates a Symbolic Frequency that, many people feel emotionally, intuitive and spiritual.
And this portal is one of the most loving, sensitive and deep.
💖 Open your heart and connect with the energies of this 6:6 Energetic Portal, these are days of high energy vibration.
Emotional Healing, Inner Balance and Heart Energy.
This 2026 the vibration becomes more powerful, because if we add:
6 + 6 + 2 + 0 + 2 + 6 = 22
It gives us frequency 22.
And number 22 is a Master number.
And in numerology This number is like a Great Spiritual Builder. Energy that drives us to Transform Intuition into Action, Soul's desires into something concrete.
The Energies of this Portal can bring a lot of Clarity, Healing and Important Movements on an Emotional Level.
• Master numbers represent much more intense, deep and transforming frequencies.
The 22, is known as the Master Builder, the Spiritual Architect, is the number of Conscious Materialization.
Dear brothers this frequency of 22, is extremely powerful because it mixes; intuition, sensitivity, vision, discipline, organization and manifestation,
THAT'S WHY; during This Portal you're going to Feel a Deep Need to Make Real Changes.
It's an energy that asks us for SPIRITUAL MATURITY because it's not enough to say I want to change!
Now life asks you:
*Are you ready@ to Build this Change?
- Number 22 can feel intense because it BRINGS a lot of Awareness.
And when a person begins to Awaken Spiritually, they can NO LONGER ignore what they know MUST CHANGE.
- 22 wants Authenticity, wants you to STOP building your life based on fear, on other people's expectations.
And,
The double 6, joins the Energy of år 1, which is the Energy of beginnings. That's why this portal arrives to HELP you close a stage of your life and open another much more aligned with you.
* In numerology 6 is considered the number of Love, Harmony and Protection.
When we think of the Energy of 6, we imagine a warm home, the need to protect those we Love, the Search for Peace, and the Desire for Balance.
* The 6 reminds us that loving also means putting limits, that helping does not mean sacrificing and that emotional balance begins within us.
That's why; DURING this Portal Many people could Feel more intense emotions.
It's as if the Energy of this Portal, LIGHTS up what needs to be Healed.
* Number 6 teaches us that Spirituality is not just meditations, prayers, also lives in how you speak, as City YOUR energy, how you treat Your Body and in the Love you ALLOW to enter your life.
• EL 6 opens the heart,
• EL 22 wants to build a reality more aligned with our Soul.
So; this Portal can feel like a moment of Spiritual Re-adjustment.
An opportunity to GET BACK TO YOU.
To listen to your intuition,
To create a More Conscious Life, with HEALTHY Relationships, Harmony in the Home and Spiritual Purpose.
WHAT TO DO :
* An energetic cleansing of your home, your Body. Light incense, Palo Santo in every room of your home.
Energy of 6 loves Harmonious Spaces.
* Work on Self Love, Ask yourself what part of You needs more Love, more care in your Body. Healthy Diet.
* Connection with the Heart, you can perform meditation focused on the Heart Chakra.
Visualize a green or pink light expanding from your chest,
Take a deep breath and allow held emotions to come out with Love.
* Define You Want To Build, The Energy Of 22 Needs Direction.
You can write what life you want, what habits you want to change, what relationships you want to strengthen, what projects you want to manifest.
💥 RITUAL for this Portal 6:6:
* Place both hands on your heart and close your eyes A few seconds and ask yourself,
What do I need to receive in my life?
Then take a paper and write 6 things you want to Attract or Strengthen.
It can be Love, Abundance, Peace, Wellness, Clarity or other things YOU need.
* Then read what you've written in Aloud.
And then you say :
😍 ” I open myself to receive with Love. I deserve all the Good things that come into my life. I, am ready for a New Stage in my life.”.
Now,
* Fold that paper towards You and keep it in a special place.
Do NOT forget!
The energies of this portal are already active until Monday 9/6.
Raise your frequency, remove blockages and CREATE a reality aligned with your desires.
This Portal Will Open Inside Every Soul,
This Portal Rewards The Most Honest, Those Who Are Willing To Look Inside Without Fear, Those Who CHOOSE Love And Elevation, Even When The Road Gets Challenging.
This Portal;
662026, Represents One of the Highest permeability peaks the Planet 🌍 has experienced in Generations.
Your soul already knows what's coming; that's why your body is reacting this way.
To finish :
🤩 Decreta:
” Activate the Code 66 I Decree to the Universe. I Open My Heart To Receive The Energies Of This Powerful Portal 6:6 And Be Aligned To It.”. 🙏 Thank you thank you thank you
I wish a Happy Portal 6:6 to You.
I'll add more information on Instagram and another ritual for this Saturday.
Thank you for your attention, Infinite Blessings to All.
💥💖🌍Soy Maria Lustig144 🌞😍💚💥
Instagram: nuevatierra77 Solsitolight💥
A) "If true life is in the flesh, why does Jesus say "The Spirit gives life; the flesh counts for nothing. The words I have spoken to you—they are full of the Spirit and life."
This is why we have the Catholic church. It correctly interprets scripture. The NT was written in Koine Greek and the words that often are translated into English do no carry over the correct meaning. For instance:
John 6:63 "It is the Spirit who gives life; the flesh is no help at all.
"Only the Spirit gives life" (John 6:63) points to the Holy Spirit’s role in making Christ present sacramentally. Even logically it would make no sense for Christ to be talking about His own fl
Luke 1:35 — The Holy Spirit who “overshadows” Mary to bring about the Jesus is invoked over the gifts at Mass. The early Fathers consistently draw this parallel: the Spirit who formed Christ in the womb forms Christ on the altar.
In the Eucharistic prayers - the priest prays the Epiclesis (calls on the Holy Spirit to make the gifts of bread and wine Holy) “Make holy these gifts, we pray, by sending down your Spirit upon them like the dewfall…”
Eucharistic Prayer III “Sanctify these gifts, we pray, by the outpouring of your Spirit…”
The word "flesh" in Koine Greek in 6:63 is "ἡ σὰρξ" this means- unaided human nature.
Christ is saying our unaided human nature. "is no help at all". This refers back to when the some followers of Christ left him because they could not tolerate what he was saying.
Whereas the "flesh" in the earlier verses ie: "Unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man" - is τὴν σάρκα - this means real flesh. ie Christ's body.
They are two different Koine Greek words - that were both translated into the word flesh.
B) "And as Jesus HELD the bread and said "this is my body" would the disciples have thought it literal? No."
1️⃣ The Passover context makes symbolism impossible
At Passover, Jews didn’t use metaphors about themselves. They used historical identification:
“This is the bread of affliction our fathers ate.”
Jesus breaks the pattern:
“This is my body… this is my blood.”
That is self‑identification, not symbolism. No Jew would hear that as “this represents me.”
2️⃣ The Greek grammar is literal, not symbolic
Jesus says:
τοῦτό ἐστιν τὸ σῶμά μου touto estin to sōma mou “This is my body.”
Greek has clear symbolic markers:
ὡς — “as”
ὁμοίως — “like”
ὡσεί — “as though”
συμβολίζει — “symbolises”
Jesus uses none of them.
If “is” means “represents,” then:
“The Word is God��� becomes “The Word represents God.”
“God is love” becomes “God represents love.”
No Protestant accepts that.
3️⃣ The disciples’ reaction shows they took Him literally
In John 6, they protest:
“How can this man give us his flesh to eat?”
If Jesus meant “symbol,” He would have corrected them. Instead, He intensifies the language:
from “eat” (φαγεῖν)
to “chew/gnaw” (τρώγειν)
No metaphor in Greek uses trōgein.
And He lets people walk away — something He never does when misunderstood metaphorically.
4️⃣ The early Church unanimously took it literally
Every Christian for 1,500 years believed the Eucharist is the real body and blood of Christ.
Ignatius of Antioch (AD 107):
“They do not confess that the Eucharist is the flesh of our Savior Jesus Christ.”
Justin Martyr (AD 150):
“Not as common bread… but the flesh and blood of that incarnate Jesus.”
These men were taught by the apostles’ disciples. They didn’t think Jesus was speaking symbolically.
5️⃣ “He was holding bread” proves nothing
Jesus also said:
“I am the door.”
“I am the vine.”
“I am the shepherd.”
But in those cases He uses clear metaphorical context.
At the Last Supper:
He is performing a sacrificial act.
He is instituting a covenant.
He is fulfilling Passover.
He uses literal sacrificial language.
He commands them to eat it.
The disciples were Jews. Jews eat the Passover lamb. Jesus is the Lamb of God.
A symbolic lamb does not fulfill Passover.
Jesus instituted a new covenant at the last supper. This is a giving of each other- Christ gives himself to us and we give ourselves to Him.
Jesus instituted a new covenant at the last supper. This is a giving of each other- Christ gives himself to us and we give ourselves to Him. In every covenant God says:
In Hebrew, berith (covenant) is not a contract. It creates kinship — a family bond.
In every covenant God says:
“I will be your God, and you will be my people.”
Sacrifice is how covenants are sealed
In Scripture, sacrifice is never the covenant itself. It is the ratification of the covenant.
Examples:
Abrahamic covenant → sealed with animal sacrifice
Sinai covenant → sealed with blood sprinkled on the people
Davidic covenant → sealed with sacrificial worship
Sacrifice seals the self‑gift.
The Last Supper unites both realities perfectly
At the table, Jesus institutes the covenant:
“This is my body, given for you.” “This is my blood of the covenant.”
That is self‑gift.
On the Cross, He seals it:
“This is my blood of the covenant, poured out…”
That is sacrifice.
So:
Last Supper = covenant given
Calvary = covenant sealed
One act in two modes.
The Eucharist is the fulfilment of covenant, Christ giving himself to us and we give ourselves to him.
John 6:53 Jesus replied to them: In all truth I tell you, if you do not eat the flesh of the Son of man and drink his blood, you have no life in you.
Anyone who does eat my flesh and drink my blood has eternal life, and I shall raise that person up on the last day. For my flesh is real food and my blood is real drink.
Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood lives in me and I live in that person.
The fact that you have not experienced it - does not mean its not real.
Spend 30 minutes before Eucharistic adoration in a Catholic church and you will feel Christ's presence.
USA shouldn't hold any Football events.
Fifa greed cause all this nonsense
Qatar was far better than US world cup host.
The whole western region blast Qatar then and now they're on mute mode.
Fifa fell off.
Sepp Blatter was far better than Infantino as USA won't have this hosting right.
@CabrineCarter yeah, i've had those moments too where i just want to give up but somehow manage to push through. it's like my brain is trying to trick me into quitting when i'm actually close to success.
Memoir of Madness
Chapter 21
When I drove out of Seattle, I turned on the radio and was carried away by the classical music station, 98.1 King FM. Luke Burbank was a snooty fellow that I liked to listen to.
"Join me and my cronies on a float down the Danube as we listen to the Blue Danube Waltz," he said.
The problem with the radio station was that they were always playing the same tired tunes.
Burbank had young musicians on his show, performing the genius of the past, but they were only copying these madmen who lived on the ragged edge of existence, like Beethoven or Van Gogh. I know Van Gogh was a painter, but there is music in his landscapes.
"How long have you been playing?" Burbank asked a Japanese girl.
"Since I was 3."
"And you're 12? Remarkable."
Why is it that the talentless are always trying to possess talent by owning it? The byproduct of great talent is not the song, but the soul coming through.
Classical music hypnotized me on my long drives back to suburbia, and my mother was always there, waiting for me, worried that I wouldn't make it home alive.
"Oh—you're home, Alex. What did you learn today?"
"How to be gay."
"Come on. Really?"
"I'm serious. We all have gay inside us. It exists on a spectrum. Nobody is 100% gay. Alfred Kinsey came up with his theory in the 50s. Don't you remember the Kinsey Report? If you meet the right person, you could go either way."
She laughed, but she was worried too. I could tell.
"You need to read your Bible more, Alex. You're not thinking about going gay, are you?"
"No, that'll never happen to me. Don't worry mom. I'll make you some grandchildren. I'm too horny for women."
That was a bit much for her. "I'm going to bed," she said.
I retired to my tiny room that I grew up in.
I had this theory about brainwashing. I knew they were doing it to me at university, so I had to counteract the poison.
The best antidote was Ayn Rand.
She was a feminist bitch, but her brand of capitalist philosophy was perfect to counteract the communist propaganda they were pumping into my brain. Feminists weren't all bad though. Sylvia Plath made me feel things. It's too bad she put her head in an oven.
I opened the Art of Selfishness, and let Objectivism pour into my mind. I had to counteract Mao with Rand. A feminist bitch will always win against a genocidal communist.
I reminded myself of the little old lady who swallowed a fly. She swallowed the spider to catch the fly. Was I going to die?
I was trying to hold onto my sanity, but it was slipping. Luckily, I was a psych major, so I could perform therapy on myself.
"The reason why you are depressed is that you make minimum wage, don't have a girlfriend, and don't know what you want to do with the rest of your life," I said to myself. "Things could be worse... you might've joined the military and gotten your legs blown off in Operation Iraqi Freedom. As of now, you are living with your parents, and your basic needs are met."
But this wasn't quite true.
I didn't know how to write.
I was taking a cultural counseling class where the teacher made us perform counseling on each other.
For some reason, he had us reading the Bible, and reinterpreting scripture.
"Sodomy comes from Sodom and Gomorrah," he said. "But this scripture is misunderstood. When the men are demanding to have sex with the male angels, this is more akin to gang-rape than a prohibition of homosexuality."
Do angels have genitalia? I wondered.
It made me quiver to hear a layman dissecting the sacred scriptures. He was threatened by a story 5,000 years old. I had to become a writer. There was too much power in the written word.
I was seated at a table with a Muslim man who wanted to become a community counselor. He had a curly black beard and a sense of dignity about him. We were working with a woman who was a feminist nurse in her mid-forties.
"What do you like to do for fun?" She asked me.
"Read, mostly. I enjoy the classics."
"You're an old man. You need to get out more and go clubbing."
"What do you like to do for fun?" I asked her.
"Girls and guys."
That almost ended our conversation, but she continued...
"I like to have threesomes with male surgeons," she said. "You know, they can sew. It's sexy when a man has female skills."
Our professor began bragging from the podium...
"I'm currently counseling a man who is addicted to pornography. My client has been married for 20 years, but I’ve been helping him to come out of the closet. Last week, he asked his wife for a divorce, and now he is in a serious relationship with his boyfriend. He works at a law firm and has trouble focusing. The pull to watch gay pornography is so strong. So, we worked out a solution for him. At work, he goes into his Cadillac and masturbates."
Our next point of conversation was the 25-page essay we had to write on counseling theory. We could choose any of the theorists, with one caveat—we had to write from the perspective of LGBTQ Rights and systemic oppression. I chose Carl Rogers.
The amount of propaganda I had to wade through was astounding.
Again, I was questioning my sanity, but that didn't make me a protected class.
I asked Jessica how she was going to finish her assignment. She was fat and in her fifties with a common-law marriage to an accountant. She had a daughter from her previous marriage who was anorexic, bulimic, on drugs, in therapy, and having promiscuous sex. Jessica ate candy bars constantly.
"I'm going to steal my daughter's Adderall and stay up all night," she said.
"I don't think that's going to work. This is a 25-page paper,” I warned.
I decided to write two pages a day and reward myself with a bottle of root beer for each page written. My waistline expanded, but my writing got done. One day, I walked through the parking garage at SU and got stopped by a random citizen.
"Is that an open beer?" He asked me.
"Root beer," I said.
"Eyes up, Guardian."
Honestly, I think back to the first time I heard those words in the Cosmodrome. It was a time where things were a little more simple for the most part. We had no idea what we were doing, what a Ghost was, or how big this universe really was. Today, the Monument of Triumph update goes live and it marks the final massive update to a sprawling era. If you’re like me, you probably took some breaks along the way for various reasons. Burnout is real. There were seasons where the grind felt too heavy or life just got in the way and you walked away for a bit. Maybe things became too frustrating. Stuff happens. That's just life. But the thing about Destiny is that it always called us back. No matter how long we stayed away, stepping back into the Tower always felt like coming home. And like many others, I was there for every big moment we shared since first booting up Destiny on my Xbox 360.
We built one hell of a legacy together. Step by step and war by war.
If you're like me, some of us still have our old damaged Traveler's Chosen and our first Khvostov still resting quietly in the depths of our vaults since we first held them in our hands. Retired, but never forgotten.
Remember the early days? Figuring out the Vault of Glass and learning everything the hard way? Remember that feeling when you held your first Gjallarhorn? The Loot Cave? The frustrations we had with engrams until we finally got something that lit up our day?
We dropped into the dark to silence Crota, hunted Skolas with the Awoken, and then faced Oryx, the Taken King themselves when the sky turned black. We carried the Iron Axe with Saladin to put down SIVA. We clashed with each other in the Crucible under the eyes of the encouraging Shaxx, even if some of us met at the business end of a Felwinter’s Lie. He was always there to happily help pick you back up just so you could try again. The Iron Banner and Trials only hardened us into better, stronger Guardians.
It felt like we were an unstoppable force of Light. We felt invincible.
Untouchable, even.
Then Destiny 2 happened and we lost it all in the Red War. Ghaul ripped our Light from us and for the first time...we learned what it felt like to actually bleed. But Ghaul quickly messed around and found out. He may have broken our light, but he didn't break our resolve. We traveled Mercury with Osiris, woke up Rasputin on Mars, and then...man, Forsaken hit. Losing Cayde-6 broke us, and that cold journey through the Tangled Shore for revenge changed the tone of everything moving forward. For lack of a better word, we were pissed. We took that anger carved a path to victory through Gambit while driving the invaders back.
From there, the universe started getting complicated. Shadowkeep brought the Pyramids right to our doorstep on the Moon. The Moon was definitely haunted. By the time Beyond Light rolled around on the frigid lands of Europa, we realized the Light wasn't enough to stop Eramis. We reached into the dark, grabbed Stasis, and learned to walk that razor-thin line Zavala always warned us about. We outplayed Savathûn in her own Hive Throne World, and we swung through the neon streets of Neomuna using Strand in Lightfall. Becoming the new masters of the strings.
Then came the endgame. It brought the same feelings we felt with Avengers Endgame. The sheer scale of this incoming threat was much larger than we ever could have imagined.
We crossed the threshold into the Pale Heart of the Traveler for The Final Shape. We stopped relying on just one side of the coin and finally shattered the boundary entirely with the shimmering power of Prismatic. We wove Light and Darkness together into a chaotic, beautiful harmony. Standing alongside Zavala, Ikora, and a resurrected Cayde, we broke the Witness in the chaos of a massive battle while standing beside our fellow Guardians.
To me, that felt like everything I could have wanted it to be. It felt like a weight that was finally lifted off of our shoulders after so long. It just felt complete to me. It could have stopped there, but the universe had other plans.
The Year of Prophecy.
The Edge of Fate pushed us past the edge of the solar system. We teamed up with Ikora, the Drifter, and our new friend Lodi on the twisted grounds of Kepler to stop a singularity from tearing Sol apart. We fought off Vex Kobolds and hovering Fallen Corsairs while trying to keep Maya Sundaresh from hijacking the power of the Nine.
And finally, we became Renegades. Finally after so long, we could become the heroes, or villains (I see you Lawless Invaders) from beyond the stars that we grew up with. We dove into the crime syndicates of the Lawless Frontier on Tharsis. We chased the Drifter’s warnings about the Nightfall Station and we dove into the dark alongside Aunor Mahal to hunt down the acolytes of Dredgen Bael with the power of our own Praxic Blades. A weapon of unyielding potential. And believe me...I use that thing every chance I get. No matter how big the Imperium Behemoth is.
Whether you’ve been here every single day since the very beginning, a New Light who just joined the journey, or you're a veteran who skipped a few seasons to clear your head...this monument is yours. The live-service treadmill may be stopping, the seasonal cycles may shift, but the servers still stand.
The Tower still stands.
We turned gods into guns. We've terrorized the Crucible with our blazing red Praxic Blades while dressed as Darth Vader. We buried legends, and we became legends. Look at your Guardian, look at your armor, your weapons, and remember the scars. You earned every single one of them. No matter how long you've been in the fight.
The frontier is secure. The light will never fade.
Guardians make their own fate.
See you star-side, Little Light.
#Destiny #Destiny2 #MonumentOfTriumph