L after L

Even after endlessly telling my friends that I can never rewatch Avengers Endgame again coz of the pain of seeing the heroes lose, I found myself re-watching it again last weekend. And I was right, I shouldn’t have. It pains even more knowing what is about to happen to your favorite characters. But I watched it again, hoping to see where the heroes might have gone wrong; as if I could tell them or help them to tackle the inevitable titan. But if time travel couldn’t work on Thanos, even my reliving the movie with a little bit gained experience on Thanos could never in a million light years have helped them. Thanos was right, he is inevitable!! Or should I say destiny is.

Thanos, from the Marvel Cinematic Universe, often has the deepest lines. Whoever his scriptwriter or whoever developed his character nailed it right on the head. I often think it’s RDJ, but maybe it’s just my love for Robert Downey’s character that makes me think he was, in some capacity, a part of the building of Thanos’ character.

I don’t think I’ve ever agreed with a villain in a movie that much. The last time I ever agreed a lot with a villain like that was with The Joker in Batman animations. I don’t clap for his acts, but often what he said was facts. Probably why Batman could never defeat him, and why the only person The Joker feared/respected/acknowledged was the billionaire with a sore throat😅.

And to think, in all the Marvel series since Iron Man 1 to Avengers Endgame, Thanos has been right under our noses, plotting the best plan to achieve his goal of a ‘better’ universe. All his minions failed him, until he took matters in his own hands - literally.

Thanos (destiny🌚) was so inevitable that even going back in time to fix the failure was not a solution. What else is a man to do if even time travel can’t solve his problem.

Based on this trying again and again but still failing, I tried forming an interesting piece about someone who took loss after loss:

In the labyrinth of her life, Amelia always stumbled; a determined soul trapped in it’s own frail vessel. Her aspirations soared high above the mundane, and each new dawn offered a promise of redemption. She harnessed every ounce of resolve, as temptations seducingly whispered their siren songs in her ears. Her spirit rallied valiantly, but her flesh, treacherous and weak, yielded at the faintest allure. Each effort, earnest and hopeful, fell to pieces, leaving her to wrestle with the shadows of her addictions.

Days blurred into a relentless cycle of attempts and relapses, each plan meticulously crafted, but she always failed nonetheless. She sought solace in therapies, remedies, even rituals - a mosaic of hope and desperation. Her diary bore witness to countless pledges, inked with sincerity, yet smeared by the tears of failure. The world watched in apathy, the weight of its indifference a constant companion to struggling Amelia. Through it all, Amelia's spirit flickered like a candle in a storm, undying but perennially at risk.

Despite the relentless betrayal of her own flesh, Amelia never surrendered to the abyss. She ventured into each new method with a heart full of belief. Her journey, though marred by endless defeats, was also a testament to her unyielding will. The battle against her inner demons raged on, a ceaseless conflict of hope against habit.

In the tapestry of her existence, Amelia remains a heroine unsung, a beacon of perseverance in the face of perpetual failure.
Therefore, despite her a hundred plus one percent efforts, does it really matter, that she failed nonetheless?

✍🏽Reagan.

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