This is a song for anyone who has dealt with loss. Beautiful watching all your reactions, and was moving seeing how we all share fundamental human experience’s.
I hope today you feel loved. I hope you see kindness. I hope that your morning coffee feels like an “engle op your tong ge pipie het”. And every song you hear today makes you smile.
But if you don’t. If the world feels heavy, or quiet, or a little bit lonely, then I hope you know that it’s okay to pause. To breathe. To not have it all together. Sometimes we get so caught up in trying to make every day perfect that we forget… the beautiful bits often hide in the imperfect ones.
I hope you find a small reminder that you matter. And that you are meant to be here.
You have a purpose!
Maybe it’s in someone’s laugh or a stranger who smiles when you least expect it. Maybe it’s your dog’s tail wagging, or a friend texting. Or maybe it’s just a simple thought. One where you remember that you’ve survived every bad day you’ve ever had. You’ve rebuilt yourself more times than you probably give yourself credit for. You’ve loved, lost, fallen apart, and somehow, you’re still standing.
Still trying. Still here.
The world has a funny way of nudging us back to hope, even when we’ve forgotten where we left it.
So today, please be gentle with yourself. Be present. Look up from your phone. See the world around you. Tell someone you love them. Forgive yourself for yesterday and give this new day a chance to surprise you.
And it will surprise you.
I hope today you feel loved. I hope you see kindness. I hope that your morning coffee feels like an “engle op your tong ge pipie het”. And every song you hear today makes you smile.
I needed to repeat that.
Okay. Love you. Bye.
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The Ballad of Dundee’s Axe and Knife Girl
In mist-veiled Dundee, where shadowed alleys curl,
A flame was kindled: one defiant Scottish girl.
Grasping steel in trembling hands, she stood the test—
Defender of her sister, undaunted, and possessed.
Not since Boudicca’s chariot stormed wild Roman lands,
Has such fierce courage blazed in youthful hands.
“Win the battle, or perish,” the warrior queen once cried;
Her spirit, now in Dundee, is undenied.
Children of Albion, remember Aethelflaed’s will—
Mercia’s Lady, who broke Viking ranks with skill.
As daughter, wife, and ruler, she forged England’s fate;
So too the Dundee girl, young, resolute, innate.
What beat in Elizabeth’s heart before the Armada’s night?
England’s red-haired sovereign, clad in shining light,
Spoke: “Though I have the body of a weak and feeble woman,
I have the heart and stomach of a king,”—her word a summons.
Now stands our axe and knife girl, in neon-shadowed dawn,
Her kin in peril, her innocence nearly withdrawn.
But in every strike and every cautious glance,
Britain’s daughters march anew; steel echoes their stance.
Brave Dundee maiden—like Matilda, wild and clever—
Daring escapes and battles, refusing to sever
The bond of sisterhood and Britain’s indomitable soul:
You, child of modern struggle, have claimed your warrior role.
So let the world remember, as legend starts to swirl,
The fierce defender standing tall—the Dundee girl.
As long as history’s heroines live in myth and word,
Your story, too, shall rise and never be unheard.
💥HISTORIC FLASHPOINT: After A Video Of A Young Scottish Girl Facing Down Islamicist Invaders With A Hatchet & Knife Went Mega Viral, Alex Jones Predicts The Liberation Of The UK Has Begun!
This Is The Reconquista 2.0!!!