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âOne day someone is going to hug you so tight. That all of your broken pieces will stick back together.â
â https://www.facebook.com/thegoodquote/
that someone is yourself
lgbt music reccs
starting 2018 with sharing some lgbt singers/bands that i listen to. some of these are really popular and youâve probably already heard of them. and also im always looking for some new lgbt music so add some more if you want!!
gay bands and singers
sam smith â basically really sad soul/RnB. a lot of his songs are slow heartbreaking.
brockhampton â a rap/hip hop boy band. the founding member is openly gay and a lot of the lyrics are about him being gay, but also about things like racism/sexism/homophobia.
kevin abstract â the gay member of brockhampton who was mentioned above. he also has solo albums. his album american boyfriend is basically one gay love story.
mika -- lebanesepop rock singer who speaks a bunch of languages. majority of his songs are in english but a few are in french. his songs are kinda weird and sound like you would sing them with ur gay friends around a campfire
troye sivan â u know him. cool and funny youtuber/indie pop singer. not much to say bc everyone already knows troye is amazing.
passion pit â indie electropop band, the sole member is gay
neon trees â pop rock band. u already know them from animals back in 2010. the lead is gay.
years & years â one of my faves. an electropop trio with songs with cool imagery that you can dance to whilst crying. the lead singer olly alexander is a cool lgbt activist and youll want to know him.
lesbian bands and singers
jen foster â idk many songs, but definitely some pop country vibes
the veronicas â idk a lot of their songs either, but theyâre a pop punk duo and twin sisters. one of the sisters is gay and in a relationship w ruby rose!!
hayley kiyoko â ok you already know her. sheâs half japanese and The Lesbian Icon. all her songs are about girls and the music videos are great
coeur de pirate â sheâs an indie pop singer and her voice sounds like lying in a field of sunflowers in the spring. most of her songs are in french, but she has a lot that are in english.
mary lambert â rnb/pop singer and also lgbt rights activist. she is absolutely amazing and her songs talk a lot of about her sexuality, sexual abuse, bipolar disorder, and body image.
tegan and sara â another twin sister indie pop duo except both of them are gay this time!!
bi bands/singers
halsey â another singer who everyone knows the name of. her music just makes you feel like a very cool teenager and her lyrics and music videos have amazing imagery
kehlani â rnb and hip-hop singer. all her songs are absolute jams and make you feel like a badass woman
frank ocean â rnb singer, and you probably already know him. so chill and gives you shivers
tokio hotel â pop rock band from germany who slowly turned to electropop over time. their early songs are in german but they have english versions to all their songs and their newer music is all in english.
taylor bennett â rapper whoâs very similar to kendrick lamar and pretty open about his sexuality. heâs also chance the rapperâs brother (and donât hate me but they kind of have the exact same voice. like itâs so trippy how similar they sound)
the xx â two of the members are gay and it is so great. Theyâre indiepop and sound like what laying on a cloud would feel like
green day â everyone knows green day. billie joe armstrong is bi ppl!!
siaâ you probably know sia too. her music is electropop and basically just gets you dancing.
st vincent â idk much of her music, but sheâs kind of indie rock and incredibly sweet
keiynan lonsdale â heâs actually a half black actor from the flash. but he also has pretty dope music on the side. if u donât listen to him, follow him on instagram bc heâs a fun time
trans/non-binary bands and singers
mykki blanco â really great hip hop vibes!!
against me â awesome punk rock band. the lead singer is a trans woman
please add more!! letâs start 20GAYTEEN off right!!
I do âsuicidal jokesâ all the time, itâs like iâm suddenly saying âi want to kill myself.â and everyone is like âhaha, ok.â canât you see iâm actually asking for help? maybe iâm too ashamed to admit it, but i do need help, iâm about to do hurt myself and I donât actually know what to do, donât laugh at my âjokeâ, talk to me, please help me.
Dear Marissa,
I am afraid.
I2 minutes. Thatâs how long it takes me to prepare a pot of grits. 12 minutes. Thatâs three songs off of this shiny Drake album Iâve been trying to make myself appreciate. 12 minutes. Thatâs how long it took me to write the first three sentences of this letter. 12 fucking minutes. Thatâs how long it took a jury to convict you of aggravated assault with a deadly weapon, though no one was harmed. 12 minutes. Thatâs how long it took a jury to convince themselves that you had no right to fear.
Thank you for standing your ground and insisting on your black womanly right to be afraid. Are you afraid right now?
I am afraid of that answer.
Iâm not sure that it matters but I believe you, Marissa. I believe you were scared when you fired what you called âa warning shot". My believing you doesnât at all mean that I think your partner tried to hurt you, choke you, or strike you. I donât know him. I donât know you either, but I believe that you were scared. And I believe that you should be. I believe that your partner, like me and like much of this nation, has leaned on you for survival while attempting to mangle your body, your trust, your imagination, your access to healthy choice and truth. I wonder if we have the will to change.
I am afraid of that answer.
I know your name because you stood your ground. Because you stood your ground, our ground quakes. Do you think about revision a lot? I spend a lot of time encouraging my students to invest in the act and art of revision. I encourage revision whether Iâm talking about individual or group work, partially because I believe in ritualizing the work we do. But really, I call for revision because our initial American impulses are bubbling with reminders that black/brown/poor/southern/women folk ainât shit. This is as true in American literature as it is in Americans courts of law. What are the odds that a white American woman who shot at and missed a black American partner she claimed was threatening her would ever be convicted in these United States regardless the jury, prosecution, or defense ⊠in 12 minutes?
I am afraid of that answer.Â
This is why Iâm writing you this letter. I know that youâre still afraid. I know that you should be. You know that the new trial is still going to have new American jurors, a new American judge, new American lawyers determining your black womanly right to fear. You still wonât be allowed to convince those new folks that you were standing your ground, but please, if you have it in you, use your voice to tell the nation and the courtroom that black women have a right be afraid in their country. Again.Â
I am afraid, Marissa. Thank you for making me know that embracing and articulating fear is a fundamental part of our revolution.
Thank you for your fear,
Kiese
Revolutionary Hope: A Conversation Between James Baldwin and Audre Lorde
JB: One of the dangers of being a Black American is being schizophrenic, and I mean âschizophrenicâ in the most literal sense. To be a Black American is in some ways to be born with the desire to be white. Itâs a part of the price you pay for being born here, and it affects every Black person. We can go back to Vietnam, we can go back to Korea. We can go back for that matter to the First World War. We can go back to W.E.B. Du Bois â an honorable and beautiful man â who campaigned to persuade Black people to fight in the First World War, saying that if we fight in this war to save this country, our right to citizenship can never, never again be questioned â and who can blame him? He really meant it, and if Iâd been there at that moment I would have said so too perhaps. Du Bois believed in the American dream. So did Martin. So did Malcolm. So do I. So do you. Thatâs why weâre sitting here.
AL: I donât, honey. Iâm sorry, I just canât let that go past. Deep, deep, deep down I know that dream was never mine. And I wept and I cried and I fought and I stormed, but I just knew it. I was Black. I was female. And I was out â out â by any construct wherever the power lay. So if I had to claw myself insane, if I lived I was going to have to do it alone. Nobody was dreaming about me. Nobody was even studying me except as something to wipe out.
JB: You are saying you do not exist in the American dream except as a nightmare.
AL: Thatâs right. And I knew it every time I opened Jet, too. I knew that every time I opened a Kotex box. I knew that every time I went to school. I knew that every time I opened a prayer book. I knew it, I just knew it.
JB: It is difficult to be born in a place where you are despised and also promised that with endeavor â with this, with that, you know â you can accomplish the impossible. Youâre trying to deal with the man, the woman, the child â the child of whichever sex â and he or she and your man or your woman has got to deal with the 24-hour-a-day facts of life in this country. Weâre not going to fly off someplace else, you know, weâd better get through whatever that day is and still have each other and still raise children â somehow manage all of that. And this is 24 hours of every day, and youâre surrounded by all of the paraphernalia of safety: If you can strike this bargain here. If you can make sure your armpits are odorless. Curl your hair. Be impeccable. Be all the things that the American public says you should do, right? And you do all those things â and nothing happens really. And what is much worse than that, nothing happens to your child either.
AL: Even worse than the nightmare is the blank. And Black women are the blank. I donât want to break all this down, then have to stop at the wall of male/female division. When we admit and deal with difference; when we deal with the deep bitterness; when we deal with the horror of even our different nightmares; when we turn them and look at them, itâs like looking at death: hard but possible. If you look at it directly without embracing it, then there is much less that you can ever be made to fear.
JB: I agree.
AL: Well, in the same way when we look at our differences and not allow ourselves to be divided, when we own them and are not divided by them, that is when we will be able to move on. But we havenât reached square one yet.
JB: Iâm not sure of that. I think the Black sense of male and female is much more sophisticated than the western idea. I think that Black men and women are much less easily thrown by the question of gender or sexual preference â all that jazz. At least that is true of my experience.
AL: Yea, but letâs remove ourselves from merely a reactive position â i.e., Black men and women reacting to whatâs out there. While we are reacting to whatâs out there, weâre also dealing between ourselves â and between ourselves there are power differences that come downâŠ
JB: Oh, yesâŠ
AL: Truly dealing with how we live, recognizing each otherâs differences, is something that hasnât happenedâŠ
JB: Differences and samenesses.
AL: Differences and samenesses. But in a crunch, when all our asses are in the sling, it looks like it is easier to deal with the samenesses. When we deal with sameness only, we develop weapons that we use against each other when the differences become apparent. And we wipe each other out â Black men and women can wipe each other out â far more effectively than outsiders do.
JB: Thatâs true enough.
AL: And our blood is high, our furies are up. I mean, itâs what Black women do to each other, Black men do to each other, and Black people do to each other. We are in the business of wiping each other out in one way or the other â and essentially doing our enemyâs work.
JB: Thatâs quite true.
AL: We need to acknowledge those power differences between us and see where they lead us. An enormous amount of energy is being taken up with either denying the power differences between Black men and women or fighting over power differences between Black men and women or killing each other off behind them. Iâm talking about Black womenâs blood flowing in the streets â and how do we get a 14-year-old boy to know I am not the legitimate target of his fury? The boot is on both of our necks. Letâs talk about getting it off. My blood will not wash out your horror. Thatâs what Iâm interested in getting across to adolescent Black boys.
There are little Black girl children having babies. But this is not an immaculate conception, so weâve got little Black boys who are making babies, too. We have little Black children making little Black children. I want to deal with that so our kids will not have to repeat that waste of themselves.
JB: I hear you â but let me backtrack, for better or worse. You know, for whatever reason and whether itâs wrong or right, for generations men have come into the world, either instinctively knowing or believing or being taught that since they were men they in one way or another had to be responsible for the women and children, which means the universe.
AL: Mm-hm.
JB: I donât think thereâs any way around that.
AL: Any way around that now?
JB: I donât think thereâs any way around that fact.
AL: If we can put people on the moon and we can blow this whole planet up, if we can consider digging 18 inches of radioactive dirt off of the Bikini atolls and somehow finding something to do with it â if we can do that, we as Black cultural workers can somehow begin to turn that stuff around â because thereâs nobody anymore buying âcave politicsâ â âKill the mammoth or else the species is extinct.â We have moved beyond that. Those little scrubby-ass kids in the sixth grade â I want those Black kids to know that brute force is not a legitimate way of dealing across sex difference. I want to set up some different paradigms.
JB: Yea, but thereâs a real difference between the way a man looks at the worldâŠ
AL: Yes, yesâŠ
JB: And the way a woman looks at the world. A woman does know much more than a man.
AL: And why? For the same reason Black people know what white people are thinking: because we had to do it for our survivalâŠ
JB: All right, all rightâŠ
AL: Weâre finished being bridges. Donât you see? Itâs not Black women who are shedding Black menâs blood on the street â yet. Weâre not cleaving your head open with axes. Weâre not shooting you down. Weâre saying, âListen, whatâs going on between us is related to whatâs going on between us and other people,â but we have to solve our own shit at the same time as weâre protecting our Black asses, because if we donât, we are wasting energy that we need for joint survival.
JB: Iâm not even disagreeing â but if you put the argument in that way, you see, a man has a certain story to tell, too, just because he is a manâŠ
AL: Yes, yes, and itâs vital that I be alive and able to listen to it.
JB: Yes. Because we are the only hope we have. A family quarrel is one thing; a public quarrel is another. And you and I, you know â in the kitchen, with the kids, with each other or in bed â we have a lot to deal with, with each other, but weâve got to know what weâre dealing with. And there is no way around it. There is no way around it. Iâm a man. I am not a woman.
AL: Thatâs right, thatâs right.
JB: No one will turn me into a woman. Youâre a woman and youâre not a man. No one will turn you into a man. And we are indispensable for each other, and the children depend on us both.
AL: Itâs vital for me to be able to listen to you, to hear what is it that defines you and for you to listen to me, to hear what is it that defines me â because so long as we are operating in that old pattern, it doesnât serve anybody, and it certainly hasnât served us.
JB: I know that. What I really think is that neither of us has anything to prove, at least not in the same way, if we werenât in the North American wilderness. And the inevitable dissension between brother and sister, between man and woman â letâs face it, all those relations which are rooted in love also are involved in this quarrel. Because our real responsibility is to endlessly redefine each other. I cannot live without you, and you cannot live without me â and the children canât live without us.
AL: But we have to define ourselves for each other. We have to redefine ourselves for each other because no matter what the underpinnings of the distortion are, the fact remains that we have absorbed it. We have all absorbed this sickness and ideas in the same way we absorbed racism. Itâs vital that we deal constantly with racism, and with white racism among Black people â that we recognize this as a legitimate area of inquiry. We must also examine the ways that we have absorbed sexism and heterosexism. These are the norms in this dragon we have been born into â and we need to examine these distortions with the same kind of openness and dedication that we examine racismâŠ
JB: You use the word âracismââŠ
AL: The hatred of Black, or colorâŠ
JB: - but beneath the word âracismâ sleeps the word âsafety.â Why is it important to be white or Black?
AL: Why is it important to be a man rather than a woman?
JB: In both cases, it is assumed that it is safer to be white than to be Black. And itâs assumed that it is safer to be a man than to be a woman. These are both masculine assumptions. But those are the assumptions that weâre trying to overcome or to confrontâŠ
AL: To confront, yeah. The vulnerability that lies behind those masculine assumptions is different for me and you, and we must begin to look at thatâŠ
JB: Yes, yesâŠ
AL: And the fury that is engendered in the denial of that vulnerability â we have to break through it because there are children growing up believe that it is legitimate to shed female blood, right? I have to break through it because those boys really think that the sign of their masculinity is impregnating a sixth grader. I have to break through it because of that little sixth-grade girl who believes that the only thing in life she has is what lies between her legsâŠ
JB: Yeah, but weâre not talking now about men and women. Weâre talking about a particular society. Weâre talking about a particular time and place. You were talking about the shedding of Black blood in the streets, but I donât understand â
AL: Okay, the cops are killing the men and the men are killing the women. Iâm talking about rape. Iâm talking about murder.
JB: Iâm not disagreeing with you, but I do think youâre barking up the wrong tree. Iâm not trying to get the Black man off the hook â or Black women, for that matter â but I am talking about the kingdom in which we live.
AL: Yes, I absolutely agree; the kingdom in which these distortions occur has to be changed.
JB: Something happens to the man who beats up a lady. Something happens to the man who beats up his grandmother. Something happens to the junkie. I know that very well. I walked the streets of Harlem; I grew up there, right? Now you know it is not the Black catâs fault who sees me and tries to mug me. I got to know that. Itâs his responsibility but itâs not his fault. Thatâs a nuance. UI got to know that itâs not him who is my enemy even when he beats up his grandmother. His grandmother has got to know. Iâm trying to say oneâs got to see what drove both of us into those streets. We be both from the same track. Do you see what I mean? Iâve come home myself, you know, wanting to beat up anything in sight- but Audre, AudreâŠ
AL: Iâm here, Iâm hereâŠ
JB: I agree with you. I see exactly what you mean and it hurts me at least as much as it hurts you. But how to maneuver oneself past this point â how not to lose him or her who may be in what is in effect occupied territory. That is really what the Black situation is in this country. For the ghetto, all that is lacking is barbed wire, and when you pen people up like animals, the intention is to debase them and you have debased them.
AL: Jimmy, we donât have an argument
JB: I know we donât.
AL: But what we do have is a real disagreement about your responsibility not just to me but to my son and to our boys. Your responsibility to him is to get across to him in a way that I never will be able to because he did not come out of my body and has another relationship to me. Your relationship to him as his farther is to tell him Iâm not a fit target for his fury.
JB: Okay, okayâŠ
AL: Itâs so entrenched in him that itâs part of him as much as his Blackness is.
JB: All right, all rightâŠ
AL: I canât do it. You have to.
JB: All right, I accept â the challenge is there in any case. It never occurred to me that it would be otherwise. Thatâs absolutely true. I simply want to locate where the danger isâŠ
AL: Yeah, weâre at warâŠ
JB: We are behind the gates of a kingdom which is determined to destroy us.
AL: Yes, exactly so. And Iâm interested in seeing that we do not accept terms that will help us destroy each other. And I think one of the ways in which we destroy each other is by being programmed to knee-jerk on our differences. Knee-jerk on sex. Knee-jerk on sexualityâŠ
JB: I donât quite know what to do about it, but I agree with you. And I understand exactly what you mean. Youâre quite right. We get confused with genders â you know, what the western notion of woman is, which is not necessarily what a woman is at all. Itâs certainly not the African notion of what a woman is. Or even the European notion of what a woman is. And thereâs certainly not standard of masculinity in this country which anybody can respect. Part of the horror of being a Black American is being trapped into being an imitation of an imitation.
AL: I canât tell you what I wished you would be doing. I canât redefine masculinity. I canât redefine Black masculinity certainly. I am in the business of redefining Black womanness. You are in the business of redefining Black masculinity. And Iâm saying, âHey, please go on doing it,â because I donât know how much longer I can hold this fort, and I really feel that Black women are holding it and weâre beginning to hold it in ways that are making this dialogue less possible.
JB: Really? Why do you say that? I donât feel that at all. It seems to me youâre blaming the Black man for the trap heâs in.
AL: Iâm not blaming the Black man; Iâm saying donât shed my blood. Iâm not blaming the Black man. Iâm saying if my blood is being shed, at some point Iâm gonna have a legitimate reason to take up a knife and cut your damn head off, and Iâm not trying to do it.
JB: If you drive a man mad, youâll turn him into a beast â it has nothing to do with his color.
AL: If you drive a woman insane, she will react like a beast too. There is a larger structure, a society with which we are in total and absolute war. We live in the mouth of a dragon, and we must be able to use each otherâs forces to fight it together, because we need each other. I am saying that in our joint battle we have also developed some very real weapons, and when we turn them against each other they are even more bloody, because we know each other in a particular way. When we turn those weapons against each other, the bloodshed is terrible. Even worse, we are doing this in a structure where we are already embattled. I am not denying that. It is a family discussion Iâm having now. Iâm not laying blame. I do not blame Black men for what they are. Iâm asking them to move beyond. I do not blame Black men; what Iâm saying is, we have to take a new look at the ways in which we fight our joint oppression because if we donât, weâre gonna be blowing each other up. We have to begin to redefine the terms of what woman is, what man is, how we relate to each other.
JB: But that demands redefining the terms of the western worldâŠ
AL: And both of us have to do it; both of us have to do itâŠ
JB: But you donât realize that in this republic the only real crime is to be a Black man?
AL: No, I donât realize that. I realize the only crime is to be Black. I realize the only crime is to be Black, and that includes me too.
JB: A Black man has a prick, they hack it off. A Black man is a ****** when he tries to be a model for his children and he tries to protect his women. That is a principal crime in this republic. And every Black man knows it. And every Black woman pays for it. And every Black child. How can you be so sentimental as to blame the Black man for a situation which has nothing to do with him?
AL: You still havenât come past blame. Iâm not interested in blame, Iâm interested in changingâŠ
JB: May I tell you something? May I tell you something? I might be wrong or right.
AL: I donât know â tell me.
JB: Do you know what happens to a man-?
AL: How can I know what happens to a man?
JB: Do you know what happens to a man when heâs ashamed of himself when he canât find a job? When his socks stink? When he canât protect anybody? When he canât do anything? Do you know what happens to a man when he canât face his children because heâs ashamed of himself? Itâs not like being a womanâŠ
AL: No, thatâs right. Do you know what happens to a woman who gives birth, who puts that child out there and has to go out and hook to feed it? Do you know what happens to a woman who goes crazy and beats her kids across the room because sheâs so full of frustration and anger? Do you know what that is? Do you know what happens to a lesbian who sees her woman and her child beaten on the street while six other guys are holding her? Do you know what that feels like?
JB: Mm-hm.
AL: Well then, in the same way you know how a woman feels, I know how a man feels, because it comes down to human beings being frustrated and distorted because we canât protect the people we love. So now letâs start â
JB: All right, okayâŠ
AL: - letâs start with that and deal.
Essence Magazine, 1984
Candacy Taylor, Scholar-in-Residence, Schomburg Center, New York and contributors on the Green Book Guide.
Candacy is one of a growing number of writers, artists and filmmakers who have rediscovered the Green Book. ~ The Travel Show (New York City)
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My friend, who's been there.
Iâm in a place thatâs hard to get out of hard to get into
My friend whoâs been there brings me food and talks to me through a crack in my wall
She doesnât mind if I donât let her in Sheâs seen the inside before the same, dark enclosure decorated differently
If I decide to stay forever or sleep and wake up never I know that she will miss me I know sheâll always care
And that is why I love her my friend, the one whoâs been there Sheâll never tell me better Sheâll always tell the truth.
No matter how many people care about youâŠif you canât be open with them about who you truly are, youâre still alone.
Diane Chamberlain, The Silent Sister (via wordsnquotes)
Go after your awakening.
Dreams are fantastic! I love a good dream. (Especially when lucid.) I find myself in a world where getting across the room is as easy as blinking, and traveling from my backyard to London is as easy as hopping on a blue dragon. Everything is awesome, and everything is awesome right now.Â
It makes perfect sense to me, then, that in my regular waking life-hours, I would describe that thing that I really want, really really want, right now, as a dream. As fanciful as I want it to be. No matter how improbable to my current circumstance, my dream is something that I get to legitimately muse upon anytime I please. Why? Because it could be my reality someday. If I am clear on what I want, believe in my abilities, commit to the pursuit, and keep at it everyday, my dream should become my reality. Yes?
But you know what this does? Keeps me going after something that I picture in my mind, while I am zoning out of the present. Knowing that whatever I am doing in the meantime is in the great service of building that dream that I will live inâŠeventually. Being responsibly contented with the process of getting there while feasting my eyes upon the finish line.Â
NowâŠ
Thereâs nothing wrong with knowing what I want and doing what I need to do to achieve that. Clarity, focus, muscle, and persistence are critical pieces of the plot that brings you places. And when my current environment is not directly conducive to dream-building (could be home, work, other commitments) I have to maintain that internal mind space, that mental dream zone, whilst I go about grown-up things. Because weâre talking about my dream here.
Enter conflict.
Need I say more? Youâve been there. I donât need to unpack it all. This is the place that we dream-seekers find ourselves often. Jumbled up in the chaotic realm of confused, discordant feelings, triggered by words like dedication, sacrifice, tradeoffs, realistic, need, responsibility, prerogative, priorities, desire, delay, true self, emergence and i-have-the-right-to-do-this-âŠ-donât-I? Feels more like a nightmare sometimes, doesnât it?Â
So letâs cut the cord for a second. Release the tension attaching us to the dream, but also to the reality of our work-life world.Â
Assessment: Weâve unintentionally, and perhaps unknowingly tucked ourselves into the familiar (and dare I say, comfortable) dichotomy of what-I-have-now vs. what-I-want-now. Weâve taken sleep as the model for the best-lived life and its spoils as our treasure.Â
What if we go after our awakening? That wistful moment of semi-consciousness where we feel feather-light, and present, and pure, refreshed potential? The place where itâs not so clear where the dreaming ended and the reality began? Because what if they arenât really separate at all?Â
There is that within you that knows this: the seed of whatever you want is within you right now, loaded and encoded with right-now instructions to make it happen, ready to interact right now with whatever environment you find yourself in, to allow itself (and yourself) to grow into its full potential, starting right now. Your job is not to shield yourself and a fragile dream from surroundings that seem to be set up to crush it. Your job is to recognize the (very-real) seed that is present and powerful in you, and let it come to life through your daily adventures.Â
Know this. Embrace the seed. Go after your awakening.
Jesse, again, went all in on Twitter. Truth.
Powerful Message: So today Usher & Nas & Bibi Bourelly released a new protest song called âChains (Donât Look Away)â on TIDAL and an interactive experience has been added making sure you donât look away. - âWhilst racial injustice keeps killing, society keeps looking awayâ
goingtopshelf:
punchbuggydragon:
breelandwalker:
irontargaryen:
*cracks neck* my time has come
Okay, first? Pay off all your debts. Take out a small loan and pay it off right away.
Buy several hundred vacant houses. Schedule repairs for said houses with reputable contractors and make sizable down payments in advance. Get everything in writing and hang onto those deeds.
Buy a large open parcel of land that is being auctioned for development. And when I say large, I mean LARGE.
Sink millions into paying off peopleâs Kickstarters / college loans / medical bills / mortgages, and give generously charity organizations. That alone will carry off a lot of money.
Once youâve got things down to a reasonable level, say $1m, buy yourself a house, furnishings, appliances, and a dependable car. Pay everything off so that you own it free and clear. Purchase about $200k worth of something easy to liquidate (i.e. gold, gems, bonds, stocks). Put the rest onto prepaid credit cards and wait for Monday to roll around.
NOW THE FUN BEGINS.
You now have commendable credit and a shining public reputation.
Fix up and flip those houses, sell them for fair market value or below to families who need them, or create non-profit homeless shelters. (After all, itâs not like you need to âmakeâ money, this is all running on the proceeds from the property sales.)
Sell the parcel of land to developers, or donate it to public works as a park or open space. Have them name it after you.
Retire to your fully furnished home. Liquidate your extra assets, or leave them to appreciate in value for a later date. Make Christmas epic with those gift cards. Keep the extra money in the bank and keep your day job.
And donât worry about taxes when return time rolls around, because youâll be able to write off several millionsâ worth of charitable donations.
Basically this
This is someone who paid attention in finance class.Â
Interview with Louis Malle (1994)