#pity

I am currently at +-34 pity. I have 33 wishes. I would like to have Mavuika, and after playing the test run, that wish has become even more solid.

El sistema de invocación de Neverness to Everness ha dado mucho de qué hablar desde su anuncio, y no es para menos: en lugar de seguir el camino trillado de otros juegos del género, sus desarrolladores han optado por un mecanismo inspirado en los juegos de mesa. Lejos de ser un simple adorno visual, este tablero interactivo modifica por completo la experiencia de los tiros, introduciendo reglas…

Christian Kunz

Today, the World Press announced its Photo of the Year - "Separated by Ice." In the photo, a man name Luis is separated from his family by ICE agents after he appeared for an immigration hearing in New York City. From Ecuador, Luis had no criminal record and was trying to do thing the "right way." He was the sole breadwinner in his family, leaving a wife and three children (7, 13, and 15) to fend for themselves in the Bronx. Stories like this are why the majority of Americans oppose ICE. Photo Credit: Carol Guzy

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The Prologue to Bertrand Russell's Autobiography

What I Have Lived For

Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, like great winds, have blown me hither and thither, in a wayward course, over a great ocean of anguish, reaching to the very verge of despair.

I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy - ecstasy so great that I would often have sacrificed all the rest of life for a few hours of this joy. I have sought it, next, because it relieves loneliness--that terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it finally, because in the union of love I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined. This is what I sought, and though it might seem too good for human life, this is what--at last--I have found.

With equal passion I have sought knowledge. I have wished to understand the hearts of men. I have wished to know why the stars shine. And I have tried to apprehend the Pythagorean power by which number holds sway above the flux. A little of this, but not much, I have achieved.

Love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upward toward the heavens. But always pity brought me back to earth. Echoes of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. Children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a burden to their sons, and the whole world of loneliness, poverty, and pain make a mockery of what human life should be. I long to alleviate this evil, but I cannot, and I too suffer.