Jessie Arms Botke " Black Swans and Hibiscus"

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Jessie Arms Botke " Black Swans and Hibiscus"
After watching Encanto for the first time, I called the soundtrack "forgettable." So I went back and tried to figure out what I was missing.
Tell me how I IMMEDIATELY knew that anyone who dubbed these songs "forgettable" was a cishet white male before I even clicked the link to view the author.
This film and its soundtrack are a "phenomenon" because they speak to a very real need that many of us have to gain an awareness of and unpack our personal and generational traumas. And not to bash on Stephen Thompson because he's an amiable guy with a lot of great talent and insight to share but he missed the mark here because there is a wide swath of people on the planet - mostly those who doesn't share his demographic - who have experienced the world quite differently than he likely has. For some of us, the world is often a hostile, unforgiving place that doesn't automatically open doors and roll out carpets or cut us any breaks or make concessions or consider our feelings or cater to or curate itself solely for us the way it does those of the cishet while male persuasion. We aren't afforded the ease with which Mr. Thompson and his counterparts walk through the world and we very certainly aren't passed the microphone first and most in the way they are.
I have the good fortune to know MANY, MANY wonderful humans who share Thompson's societal labels who completely understand the value of this film - I was raised by one, thank goodness. But the lack of emotional and intuitive intelligence of the average cishet white male in this world is quite literally diminishing and in some cases even killing the rest of us on a daily basis and while on the surface this is just one guy's opinion about an animated film, I think when we scratch that and go deeper that it speaks volumes to the larger, sadder truth that we continue to give power and platforms to the most tone deaf among us to the detriment of all. When emotional intelligence is high, people can be at peace with themselves and a person at peace with themself is a person at peace with the world. So I’m here for ALL that and am grateful that this film has sparked a conversation about it.
17. The age you will not see Because a bullet took your chance to grow up Safely I wonder if you were good at math All angles and coefficients Word problems like How many bullets can be fired In 30 minutes and Can you divide a life. Did you play volleyball? How many valentines were in your backpack Still undelivered All those I Love Yous Lost I wonder how many missed calls From mom Finally drained your battery. There are five of you still Unidentified Does she even know You are gone? How many more times Will you die in the place Meant to build your future 17. Dead. 18 times this year. 19 years old and so angry. 20 billion dollars. Blood money still spends Especially in a midterm year. We are a nation of fools and We suffer gladly Thoughts and prayers Are not bullet proof and Neither were you Or you Or you Or you Or you Or you Or you Or you Or you Or you Or you Or you Or you Or you Or you Or you Or You
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When thinking of Dr. King, most people immediately call to mind his "I Have a Dream" speech with good reason. It remains one of the most powerful orations of all time. I see it referenced everywhere on this day each year but it reminds me that if we focus solely on this one speech, on this one moment in time, we miss so much of Dr. King’s further message and do a disservice to his legacy. And, it reminds me that I may be in the minority that when I think of him, I think of another speech entirely.
The “Drum Major Instinct” sermon, the last he would give before his tragic murder that would follow two months later, spoke to the core of me from the moment I heard it in third grade courtesy of my teacher and dear friend, Wilma Milton. Mrs. Milton was the only African American educator I ever had in our rural Oklahoma district and I choose to use the term educator as she was the embodiment of all that word encompasses. With the admission by Dr. King that he had been arrested and jailed (which up to that point would have automatically made someone a “bad” person in my 8 year old mind as there was not yet an understanding that there were gray areas in our world and that gross injustice often warrants insurrection), its description of the ego's striving to be seen, driving our desire to be first and most and best and set apart and above that he refers to as the “drum major instinct” (that even at that age I could recognize within myself as a negative personal aspect), and its assurance through the explanation of Jesus’ experience (can you fathom this being taught in a classroom today??) that we are each and all not only capable of but called to greatness, it changed me. It was as if my young mind had been blown right out of the top of my skull in that Washington Elementary classroom. And while I would discover years later that we only listened to a small portion of the sermon because Mrs. Milton had parsed and played only what she obviously felt was appropriate and within our ability to comprehend, I know now that she did so with impeccable choosing because it remains with me today.
Did the rest of my classmates grasp the nuances or internalize this message? Perhaps. Perhaps not. But, I know now that those things that are for us will not pass us by and without question, this message from Dr. King was absolutely for me. I have recalled it a million and fifty-eight times during the course of my life as a kind of self-check of my motivations for doing things, as an evaluation of the current state of my ego. It always brings me back to center, to authenticity. I remain eternally grateful to Wilma for being the conduit of this and so many other priceless life lessons that were, without my knowing, shaping me to become who I am today even at that tender age. Maybe you, too, will be shaped by Dr. King’s word in this sermon? I certainly know a certain person in a position of profound power in our country who were he capable of comprehending it, could greatly benefit.
Dr. King's closing words echo for all eternity in an almost prophetic manner and I will continue to carry them in my heart for all of my days…
"Every now and then I guess we all think realistically (Yes, sir) about that day when we will be victimized with what is life's final common denominator—that something that we call death. We all think about it. And every now and then I think about my own death and I think about my own funeral. And I don't think of it in a morbid sense. And every now and then I ask myself, "What is it that I would want said?" And I leave the word to you this morning.
If any of you are around when I have to meet my day, I don’t want a long funeral. And if you get somebody to deliver the eulogy, tell them not to talk too long. (Yes) And every now and then I wonder what I want them to say. Tell them not to mention that I have a Nobel Peace Prize—that isn’t important. Tell them not to mention that I have three or four hundred other awards—that’s not important. Tell them not to mention where I went to school. (Yes)
I'd like somebody to mention that day that Martin Luther King, Jr., tried to give his life serving others. (Yes)
I'd like for somebody to say that day that Martin Luther King, Jr., tried to love somebody.
I want you to say that day that I tried to be right on the war question. (Amen)
I want you to be able to say that day that I did try to feed the hungry. (Yes)
And I want you to be able to say that day that I did try in my life to clothe those who were naked. (Yes)
I want you to say on that day that I did try in my life to visit those who were in prison. (Lord)
I want you to say that I tried to love and serve humanity. (Yes)
Yes, if you want to say that I was a drum major, say that I was a drum major for justice. (Amen) Say that I was a drum major for peace. (Yes) I was a drum major for righteousness. And all of the other shallow things will not matter. (Yes) I won't have any money to leave behind. I won't have the fine and luxurious things of life to leave behind. But I just want to leave a committed life behind. (Amen) And that's all I want to say.
If I can help somebody as I pass along, If I can cheer somebody with a word or song, If I can show somebody he's traveling wrong, Then my living will not be in vain. If I can do my duty as a Christian ought, If I can bring salvation to a world once wrought, If I can spread the message as the master taught, Then my living will not be in vain.
Yes, Jesus, I want to be on your right or your left side, (Yes) not for any selfish reason. I want to be on your right or your left side, not in terms of some political kingdom or ambition. But I just want to be there in love and in justice and in truth and in commitment to others, so that we can make of this old world a new world."
Wednesday Wisdom
I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, Kiss me harder, and You’re a good person, and, You brighten my day. I live my life as straight-forward as possible. Because one day, I might get hit by a bus. Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands. But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate. And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care. We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans. We never know when the bus is coming.
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“Power is in tearing human minds to pieces and putting them together again in new shapes of your own choosing.” - George Orwell This is 2017, not 1984. Our CDC should not be politicized. Science and evidence matter. The vulnerable need our protection. Women are entitled to choose what happens to a fetus inside them. Diversity makes us conscious. And, to my transgender loved ones, you and your rights will be fought for until my dying breath and then beyond. #CDC7words
“In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence.” - Robert Lynd I look forward to many moments of quiet contemplation marveling at the beauty of the birds who will call this lovely place home and recalling with deep adoration the precious friend whose hands crafted it. If you’re searching for a gift for those dearest to you, seek out @BestNestHomeGoods for an exquisite one of a kind treasure. This made my month. 💜🙏🏻💜
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OK, first of all @michelleisawolf is HILARIOUS on @thedailyshow & her new comedy special “Nice Lady” is STELLAR. Second, this bit is highly accurate & #relatable. #NOTanicelady #sorrynotsorry #textandemailchainsaboutmeforDAYS #bitchesgetstuffdone
My guru of patience, presence, and pure joy. Coltrane and Callie unlocked rooms in our hearts we didn’t even know existed before they arrived on the scene. Grateful for their lives and their love for us, however unworthy we may be. #mondaynightvibes #dogsarethebest #calliecole #dharmaofdogs
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There is always, always a message of joy, hope, and resiliency to be found if we can just stay open...if we can just be aware enough to bear witness to it. The sun still shines even on the cloudiest days of the year and little yellow flowers still survive in the dying embers of November. 🙏🏻💛🙏🏻
“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.” - Khalil Gibran
They’ll go back & forth trading places like this all morning growling at unfamiliar joggers, whimpering at taunting squirrels, and barking at every dog that even THINKS about walking down their street. #onduty #calliecole #watchdogs #guarddog
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Witchy Witch has to move to the front door because Coltrane is terrified of her and tried to eat her. I’m a little terrified of her too, tbh. 🔮🕷👻🎃 #spookyonsixth #halloween17