And then you had that dream again.

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And then you had that dream again.
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The sheer energy. The beauty of this woman. The women hugging in the background. The man in rainbow parachute pants. This whole video is art.
XXI. The World
Counting Spoons
This morning,
I open my eyes to find only seven spoons
lying in a small, dented cup by my bed.
The world asks for twenty.
One spoon — just to sit up.
To blink against the ache in my joints,
to gather my breath and convince my heart
that gravity is worth the fight.
Two more — for a shower.
Steam curling over stiff shoulders,
the heat loosening nothing,
my hands heavy as wet towels.
One — to get dressed.
It takes all the grace I have
to pull fabric over skin
that burns at a whisper of touch.
Another — for breakfast.
Lifting the mug,
stirring the spoon,
pretending the taste matters more than the exhaustion in my jaw.
One — for a phone call.
Because words weigh more than dishes,
and smiling through pain
Keeping up appearances
is its own kind of heavy labor.
By noon, I am out of spoons.
The day still stretches,
hungry and demanding,
but my hands hold only air.
I borrow from tomorrow.
I always borrow from tomorrow.
And tomorrow will wake me
with fewer spoons in the cup.
Source: Counting Spoons
These turned out so pretty 😍
An oil painting on a big 4x4′ canvas. In the wilderness of SW New Mexico, there used to be two Mexican gray wolves who were extremely in love. They were an Alpha Pair, and they with their offspring were labeled the “Middle-Fork Pack” for many years. One year, the alpha male got caught in the jaws of a foot trap. He was injured so badly that he had to be captured and have his left foreleg amputated before he was re-released into the wild again. SIX MONTHS LATER, his mate was shot by a poacher, and her injuries were so great that she had to be captured, her left forelimb amputated, before she was re-released into the wild as well. And you know what? They both just went right back to being wild wolves and made puppies that Spring as though nothing had happened. A mirrored pair, wearing government collars and tags, their bodies mutilated by human failing, both wildly devoted to each other until death. I liked to visit the Middle Fork Pack the most because the evidence of their unique story was written all over the landscape: The three-pawed tracks in the dust along forest roads; The splayed print of a wolf balancing on one forepaw as it stooped to drink from a muddy pool; Piles of elk bones in tight ravines where the pair had used a geographic bottleneck to trick and trap their enormous prey. They were my inspiration and role-models for how to persist and keep living. I tried to capture their spirit on this big canvas back in 2013. . . . . . . .
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Murderbot 1.10 The Perimeter
I really enjoyed that when Gurathin quietly says “you need to check the perimeter” what he meant was “I respect your free will and your personhood and while this is not the choice I want you to make, I won’t try to stop you from making it”. he’s come so far from early episodes when he just snaps “perimeters fine” and refuses to let mb leave
true friendship
is taking your most quiet, stoic, broody, stiff-upper-lipped friend and giving them the sappiest, cutesiest babygurl nickname you can find:
The way this guys face changes is so subtle and yet so intense - he's begging for affection whilst simultaneously screaming NOT LIKE THIS.
And also getting all your buddies to pick up on it too
it feels a bit... odd? being an intersex cis person sometimes. people really do view you as if youre not able to be cisgender if youre intersex, especially if you have a variation that makes you very ambiguous. ive had to genuinely explain to people in my real life that, yes, i am able to be cisgender, me being intersex does not cancel out that ability. it isnt just intersexists who do this—ive also had interactions in the community with people who say that every intersex person is a "little bit trans." its a bit infantalizing, thinking that you either dont know yourself well enough to know youre 'allowed' to identify as trans or thinking your egg is just waiting to crack. this goes doubly for people who identify as cis-nonbinary or cismasc afab or cisfem amab. we, like... know ourselves best. if a girl who was amab refers to herself as a cisgender woman im just going to believe her and understand that her experiences have led her to identify in that way. i wish other people would do the same.
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Some closeups!
(uh, Volescu is off enjoying retirement somewhere)
"The Fifth Element" costume design by Jean Paul Gaultier
The Fifth Element (1997)