is it really that complicated is it really that hard I'm just curious did no one learn anything from Salem I thought people were fans of Twilight and what the heck is wrong with your government!!? oh yes everything!

Spell for Kindness and Open-Mindedness
(A Charm Against Condescending Pricks and Judgy Jerks)

By the warmth of empathy and the light of truth,
Let hearts grow gentle, and minds uncouth
Be softened, humbled, made aware—
Let kindness, not judgment, fill the air.

Ingredients:

A pink candle (for compassion)

A pinch of salt (to cleanse negativity)

A feather (for lightness of spirit)

A small stone (for grounding and humility)

A piece of paper and a pen

Instructions:

Prepare the Space:
Place the pink candle in the center. Arrange the salt, feather, and stone around it. On the paper, write:
“Let me see with open eyes,
Speak with care, and not despise.
May my heart be kind and true,
May I judge not, nor misconstrue.”

Light the Candle:
As the flame grows, sprinkle the salt around the candle in a gentle circle, saying:
“Salt to cleanse, flame to warm,
Let harshness fade, let kindness form.”

Hold the Feather:
Wave the feather over your head and shoulders, imagining it brushing away arrogance, condescension, and judgment. Say:
“Feather light, take flight,
Remove the urge to mock or slight.”

Ground with the Stone:
Hold the stone in your hand, feeling its weight. Say:
“Stone of earth, keep me grounded,
Humble, honest, never hounded
By pride or scorn or cruel intent—
Let my words be kindly meant.”

Recite the Spell:
Read aloud what you wrote on the paper. Then add:
“May I never call another mad,
When their world has gone so bad.
May I listen, may I care,
And never judge what I can’t bear.”

Close the Ritual:
Blow out the candle, fold the paper, and tuck it somewhere you’ll see it often (wallet, mirror, phone case). Carry the stone with you for a day as a reminder.

May this spell help you—and those around you—trade arrogance for empathy, and judgment for understanding. The world’s got enough pricks; be the reason someone feels safe, not silenced.

Colonel Mustard's Common Sense Retort: For Anyone Who's Got a Problem with Me Existing


Well, slap some sense on a sandwich and serve it up hot—Colonel Mustard here, and this one's for anybody who's ever had a problem with you just for being you.


And I'm definitely not sorry for being exactly who I am.


You don't get to pick and choose who's "worthy" of life, love, or respect. You don't get to rewrite the rules of creation just because you're uncomfortable with someone else's truth. The Creator—whatever you want to call it, whoever you think it is—doesn't need your permission slip to make someone like me, or anyone else for that matter.


Nobody needs your approval to be real, to be worthy, or to take up space.


If you've got a problem with that, the problem is yours to fix—not mine to carry.


You don't get to gatekeep the universe. You don't get to decide who's allowed to breathe, to dream, or to stand tall. And if you think you do, you're not just wrong—you're missing the entire point of being alive.


So here's my retort, Colonel Mustard style:


If my existence bothers you, that's your burden, not mine. I'm not apologizing for being here. I'm not shrinking, hiding, or changing to fit your narrow view. I'm not sorry, and I never will be.


Fact is, the world needs every kind of person—every color, every creed, every soul that dares to be different. Because the moment we start picking and choosing who "deserves" to exist, we all lose. And if you can't see that, maybe you're the one who needs help—because your life, and every life around you, depends on understanding that simple truth.


So breathe deep, stand tall, and don't let anyone make you feel like you need to apologize for being alive. You're here for a reason. That's the only permission slip you'll ever need.


Colonel Mustard out—spreading common sense, one unapologetic existence at a time.


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