Captain Transvestite and the Mysterons

like the inevitable death spiral of the universe i return to the hellsite (affectionate). descended from farmers and jews, trying to go back to both roots, failing dismally. the pragmatism is natural, the optimism is store-bought. into dnd. have occasionally been known to post things.

[notaplaceofhonour]

I don’t want to live in NYC (too crowded/expensive) or Israel (too hot) but every time I hear about a cool kosher restaurant there you get me 🤏 this much closer to changing my mind

[notaplaceofhonour]

I would actually literally probably die if I had to live either place. I need to live somewhere polar. Just wish there was a bunch of Jewish food in the cold places.

[notaplaceofhonour]

Zionism isn’t colonialism but maybe it should be. We need to colonize the South Pole.

[zaprowsdower27]

The problem with that is, I don't think penguin is kosher.

[notaplaceofhonour]

This is because Hashem knew, Penguins are for being friends with, not for eating

[zaprowsdower27]

If you don't plan on eating penguin (which, y'know, fair) you probably aren't going to enjoy permanent habitation in Antarctica.

[notaplaceofhonour]

idk, nice subzero temps, snazzy parkas, nobody pogromming us, Chilean Sea Bass; what’s not to love?

[bicest]

The Thing is there tho

[notaplaceofhonour]

this is true! have we checked whether The Thing is kosher?

[captaintransvestite]

Are we eating The Thing as is or getting it to imitate a kosher animal first? Does The Thing have lungs? Does it even *have* a natural form?

WAIT - if you eat it would you become infected? Because that might contradict pikuach nefesh.

[filmnoirsbian]

I think the flowers have something to tell me, kneeling in the yard with fresh dirt on my hands and

Maybe i should wash them in the creek tonight, and maybe i should stop talking about love

About the weight of the hearts in our chests, my mother’s heart, my sister’s

There is something in the northeast twilight, there is something being killed in the trees

I walk into the woods and the wolves don’t follow–i walk into the night and the stars don’t fall

There she is, god, laying down in the wheatgrass

Her skin slick with clean water but when i lay my dirty hands on her, she doesnt turn away

- troupsburg, 09.09.18

[possibilitiesof]

Menstrual Hut Cinema

Allyson Mitchell

2009

[lesbianartandartists]

Lisa Kokin, Partial History of Jewish Life in Modern Times, 1997

[onlypassingthroughh]

Romy Schneider and Lilli Palmer in Mädchen in Uniform (1958). ♡ 

[portedemarquiss]

[lovelustquotes]

Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the same. ~Warsan Shire

[modern-witches]

Poetry on Beyonce’s photoshoot, I have three hearts.

Written by  Warsan Shire.

[melisica]

Mike Monteiro

[muhendis-adam]

⚫️⚪️

[legendofpooja]

Do you remember being born? Are you thankful for the hips that cracked? The deep velvet of your mother and her mother and her mother?

Warsan Shire, for Lemonade, Beyonce

[ggjulia]

[lilpieceofmyworld]

[apocalyptic-isolation]

@apocalyptic-isolation

[melisica]

Emma Whitman

[natalieina]

Autumn pain in the reflection of the water.

[thegrimmatter]

during these evenings, under these grainy skies ⏤ we chase after youth.