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Hyrule: I know a life spell
People here are celebrating Eid al-Adha while I'm struggling in the hospital to save my wife from death, fighting to get her treatment, fighting for her survival.😭
We haven't received any donations for three days. Why are you ignoring me? If anything happens to my wife, I will never forgive anyone who ignored me, didn't help, and didn't share this post.
You have no idea the extent of the pain and the dire circumstances we are enduring. Here, there is daily Israeli bombing, destruction, and the killing of innocent people. Women and children die every day because of Israeli bombing. What is the sin of the children and women who are being killed? This is genocide in every sense of the word.
The pain of loss is unbearable. I lost my mother and older brother in this war. I feel as though I am dying every day. I cannot bear the thought of losing my wife or any other member of my family. Please help me and donate to save my wife. Don't leave me alone.
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Help my friend Mosab!
Help him and his family survive the war and famine currently in Gaza!
Please donate what you can!
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garden variety conservative transphobia is going to get worse but radical feminism is also going to get worse. if youre a cis women terfs are going to try to recruit you and make you believe that the reason your rights are at stake is because of trans people. they're going to tell you that all men are your violent oppressors and they're going to include trans women in that category. they're gonna tell you about women who are gender traitors and joined the enemy and they're going to point to trans men. don't believe them. trans people are not your enemy, we have no power over you, and we desperately need your support and your solidarity.
be aware of radfem pipelines and dog whistles too. be skeptical of anyone that talks about the divine feminine or correlates birthing, menstruating, or female reproductive organs with womanhood. be especially skeptical of people who use those biological things as reasons to why women are more spiritual, or more in tune with nature, or just that they're better than men (read: anyone they decide is a man)
radical feminism is an expected reactionary outcome from cis women who are being oppressed by conservatives, especially when all they practice is ciscentric, liberal, white feminism. they feel the need to be radicalized but don't have the experience and information to pinpoint the true source of their suffering. trans people are not your enemy, AMAB people are not your enemy, anyone who identifies as a man is not your enemy. we're all being crushed under the same stone
for no particular reason, now seems like a good time to read "on tyranny" by timothy snyder. which teaches how dictatorships work and how one may navigate living under one. I am starting it now myself and will report back on what I learn.
he's the one who coined "don't obey in advance," meaning do not obey a law that does not exist yet. in our current situation, that means not doing things like try to scrub your internet presence of any sign of queerness, because being queer is currently legal in the USA and you are acting like it is not.
the impulse to anticipate is understandable, especially with such high stakes. but if you retreat before you are attacked, you lose before the fight begins. resist. connect to community and stand together. we need courage now, and we need each other.
we don't need to become small and fearful and alone, trying to blend in with nazis to save our own skins. and remember to whom that option is even available, and to whom it is not. we must prioritize protecting the latter groups of people and each other, collectively.
inside of you is courage you cannot even begin to imagine yet. what you have to do is keep the door open for it and be brave enough to care for your community. resist the temptation to just look out for number one instead.
it is november, and yesterday it felt like it was supposed to be snowing. in boston, november used a winter month, not a fall month. it is supposed to be chilly; rarely capping over 45F. it is a sweater-and-jacket month. it is a "maybe a scarf too" month. in my childhood, november meant blizzards and sleet.
it did not snow. tomorrow the weather predicts a high of 76.
i have spent so many years of my life studying the longterm possibilities of climate change - the culmination of capitalism wreaking havoc on the bodies of people, animals, plants - but every so often i am still shocked by something small and personal.
in a hundred years, when someone goes outside in boston - will they know the feeling of "snow in the air"?
i know it's a learned feeling, a sensation that maybe only longterm experience can teach. a few years ago, i was walking with my friend who had just moved up from the south. i said it smells like snow and she gave me this look like - what the fuck. i said it feels like snow too, which didn't help. she looked up to the bright blue sky and then back at me and then back at the sky. 12 hours later, we had 3 inches. you can just tell if it's going to snow.
except i can't tell, anymore. i stand outside in a tee shirt and watch my dog dance around a lake. we're in a drought and the skin of the water has peeled back twenty meters. the lake is tamed, quiet, puddlelike and sour. my pokemon go app warns there's a weather condition in my area.
my dog gets too hot from running and sits in the water and i want to laugh about his long frame and how awkwardly he sits - and i can't. some simian part of my brain is scratching the walls. it was supposed to snow. it was supposed to snow, but now it's warm instead.
during the last full solar eclipse, the dogs and the birds and the crickets went crazy under utter darkness. we laughed at them then, promising it will all be okay in a moment. but some part of me is still locked in that long night: some animal sensation.
something is wrong, my body says. i can't afford eggs or rent. i go outside to watch a sunset and listen to birdsong. i don't bring a jacket. allergies are killing me this season, allergies i didn't have as a kid. everyone comments that halloween has started to feel strange, offkilter. that it's hard having "holiday cheer." my body thinks it's april, and then it thinks we're in september, and then june.
something is terribly wrong, she whispers. go outside. it is supposed to be snowing.
Thank you for everyone who DMed today. Needed the support. Love y’all
Hey, also, all the anarchist shit aside, tomorrow I want you to make something.
I forced myself to draw something after the 2016 election. I forced myself to draw something when my mother died in 2018. I forced myself to draw something when my spouse was hospitalized for multiple organ failure in 2021.
When you are miserable, make something. Add a row to your project, bake a box cake, draw on a sheet of lined paper, write a poem on a napkin, fold an origami shirt out of a dollar bill, make your favorite recipe for dinner, but make something with your hands, something that you can hold and look at engage your senses in.
It won't fix the world, but it will change the world. You will have made something that didn't exist before. You will have impacted your reality, even in a very small way. And it is going to be something you made *after.* Something bad happened, something shook you, and you made something after, in spite of it.
don't give up
i love you im glad you exist im so happy you’re alive
Rb to tell prev you love them ur glad they exist and you’re so happy they’re alive
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Best thing I can do is be a force of good right now. Best thing YOU can do is be a force of good right now. Yeah, it's scary--but it's also a BORING dystopia. Look into volunteer opportunities, donate where you can, and most importantly BUILD COMMUNITY! One of the best things I've done is get involved with local queer groups--I've made friends AND made a difference. You'd be surprised to know how healing it is to genuinely do good and know that you're doing good.
queer people of all kinds. i am looking you in the eyes. do not fucking kill yourself. are you listening to me it will be okay. it will get better. i am shaking you by the shoulders do. not. fucking. do. it. you have so much to keep going for and so many people who love you. the cost of the present will not outweigh the life ahead of you. i love you. chin up or down keep walking you'll get there. we will pull you back up onto your feet should you fall. i love you