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The Strength of Forgiveness 🤝

A great lesson I took from my father and others alike was to move on from petty or unimportant disputes due to the overarching acknowledgement of what's more important. Most deserve nothing, whislt some deserve everything.

Being overly aggressive and unforgiving, whilst making reactionary, knee-jerk decisions have wrongly been deemed as "masculine." In reality, not only are such traits incredibly feminine, but instead, it displays one's low-impulse control and cognitive weakness.

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Of all the things in which we have,
Our time is close to none.
Thus, we're judged on what we do,
And therefore what we've done.

Genuinely serious this time, stop doubting me.. @BritainsPubs

I'll have whichever bottles at the very top love and take your time.

You'll have little luck finding me when I'm busy finding myself. See you soon. 🌳

"Farewell to you old Ireland since I must go away
I now shake hands and bid goodbye and can no longer stay
Our big ship lies in deep Lough Foyle bound for the New York shore
And I must go from all I know and lovely Moneymore

That little town encircled round with many’s the grove and hill
Where lads and lassies they do meet for pleasure there’s the rule
Through Springhill Braes and flowery fields where oft I’ve wandered o’er
And by my side was the girl I loved the rose of Moneymore

How lonely is the pigeon’s coo and sad the blackbirds lay
And loud and high the thrushes cry on a long bright summer’s day
And as I sat down to cry me fill sure the tears come trickling down
For in the morning I must leave you my own dear native town
Kind friends I’ll bid you all adieu I can no longer stay

Our big ship sails tomorrow and its time I was away
So fill your glasses to the brim and toast with one loud roar
And we’ll sing in praise of Springhill Braes and lovely Moneymore"

As morbid a subject as sadness is, it's been my opinion for a long time that it creates more beauty through forms of art than that of happiness. Observe Townes' friend as he sings. You'll see that one man's art is another man's therapy.

Townes Van Zandt - Waitin´ Around to Die

No modern bar will ever compete with a traditional public house.

(The Blue Bell in #York, North #Yorkshire, #England. Picture by Horst A. Friedrichs for Great Pubs of England /Prestel.)

To those who know the way, I'll see you for a few down the "Prancing Pony." As for the rest of you, we shall see thee on the morrow. 🍻 @BritainsPubs