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Mark Rothko, Untitled, 1969
Acrylic, ink onĀ wove paper 53 15/16 x 42 Ā¼ in. (137 x 107.3 cm) Inscription Verso in black crayon: MARK ROTHKO Estate/Inventory Number2040.69 Collection National Gallery of Art, Gift of The Mark Rothko Foundation, Inc., 1986.43.274. Ā© Kate Rothko Prizel and Christopher Rothko
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āI never thought about what I needed, how hurt and desperate I was, how mean and angry and dangerous. When I finally saw it, the grief I had been hiding even from myself, the world seemed to stop while I looked. For a year, then another, I kept myself safe, away from anyone, any feeling that might prompt that rage, that screaming need to hurt somebody back.ā
ā Dorothy Allison, Two or Three Things I know for Sure
āIt was hunger I felt then, raw and terrible, a shaking deep down inside me, as if my rage had used up everything I had ever eaten.ā
ā Dorothy Allison, from Bastard Out of Carolina: A Novel
āI had this girlfriend once scared all my other girlfriends off. Big, blond, shy, and butch, just out of the army, drove a two-door Chevy with a reinforced trunk and wouldnāt say why. ā¦ She blushed. I love it when women blush, especially those big butch girls who know you want them. And I wanted her. I did. I wanted her. But she was a difficult woman, wouldnāt let me give her a backrub, read her palm, or sew up the tear in her jeansāall those ritual techniques Southern femmes have employed in the seduction of innocent butch girls.ā
ā Dorothy Allison, Two or Three Things I Know for Sure
what if i don't want to be a ~chronic illness warrior~?
i see so much emphasis on it and people saying they're "(insert disease here) strong", because i guess they find it comforting and empowering to frame it that way and highlight victory in a struggle.
but it doesn't feel that way for me.
my disability isn't something i can win or lose against. i won't get better if i just try hard enough, and i haven't been defeated if it prevents me from doing something. i don't want to be defined by what i do "in spite of" being sick. i'm not stronger or weaker than anyone else. our limits are too subjective for that.
i don't want to be called a warrior because i don't want abled people to have to view me as fighting tooth and nail instead of "giving up" for me to be worth anything.
The Nereids
The Nereids (ĪĪ·ĻĪµĪ¹Ī“ĪµĻ, "daughters of Nereus") are a group of fifty nymphs, daughters of the God Nereus and the Oceanid Doris. They are sea nymphs and each of them embodies an aspect of it. Each Nereid is the personification of an aspect of the sea. In total, there are fifty or sixty females and only one male: Nerites.
The Nereids are minor Goddesses of the sea, known for their kindness and benevolence towards humans. In fact, they often helped missing sailors find their way back. They are the protectors of the marine kingdom and all its creatures, they bring wealth and abundance. It is said that the Nereids sisters often meet on the coasts to sing and dance together, to celebrate the Moon.
They are sacred creatures to the Goddess Aphrodite who often assist her in her divine commissions and are part of the court of King Poseidon.
They are described as beautiful young maidens. They are also immortals. They wear gold and silver jewelry, with pearls and shells. They are often naked or dressed in thin chitons, depicted together with dolphins or seahorses or other creatures of the sea. They were frequently represented with Tritons and other marine monsters. Sometimes, also, they appear on gems as half maidens and half fish, like mermaids.
They were worshipped in several parts of Greece, but more especially in sea-port towns. Their epithets refer partly to their beauty and partly to their place of abode.
They dwelt with their father in a grotto at the bottom of the Aegean Sea. According to some spiritual people, mediums and witches, some of the Nereids are incarnated here on earth.
Their names:
AGAUE (Agave) A Nereid whose name means "the illustrious." (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus)
AKTAIA (Actaea) The Nereid of the "sea-shore." (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus)
AMATHEIA (Amathea) One of the Nereids, the one who "rears or nurses" the fish. (Homer, Hyginus)
AMPHINOME A Nereid of the sea's bounty, literally "she of the surrounding pasture." (Homer, Hyginus)
AMPHITHOE A Nereid of the sea currents, named "she who moves swiftly around." (Homer, Hyginus)
AMPHITRITE The Nereid Queen of the sea, the "surrounding third," wife of the God Poseidon. Together with her sisters Kymatolege and Kymodoke she possessed the power to still the winds and calm the sea. (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
APSEUDES One of the Nereids. (Homer, Hyginus)
AUTONOE A Nereid named "with her own mind." (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
DERO One of the Nereids. (Apollodorus)
DEXAMENE One of the Nereids, "of the strength of the right hand." (Homer, Hyginus)
DIONE One of the Nereids, "the divine." (Apollodorus)
DORIS The Nereid of the sea's "bounty" or else the mixing of fresh water with the brine. She has the same name of her mother. (Hesiod, Homer, Hyginus)
DOTO The Nereid of "giving" safe voyage or generous catch. She had a shrine in the town of Gabala. (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Pausanias, Hyginus)
DYNAMENE The Nereid of the sea's "power."(Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus)
EIONE The Nereis of the "beach strand." (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
ERATO A Nereid named "the lovely.". (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
EUAGORE (Evagora) The Nereid of the "good assembling" of fish or perhaps navy ships. (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
EUARNE (Evarne) One of the Nereids, "the well-lambed?" (Hesiod)
EUDORA The Nereid of the "fine gifts" or the sea. (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
EUKRANTE (Eucrante) The Nereid of "successful" voyages or fishing. (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
EULIMENE The Nereid of "good harbourage." (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
EUMOLPE A Nereid, perhaps of fisherman's songs, named "the fine singer." (Apollodorus)
EUNIKE (Eunice) The Nereid of "fine victory" in a martime sense. (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
EUPOMPE The Nereid of "the fine procession," perhaps with reference to religious journeys to thei sland shrines. (Hesiod)
GALATEIA (Galatea) The Nereid of "the milky white" sea-foam. She was loved by the Kyklops Polyphemos. (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus)
GALENE The Nereid of the "calm" seas. (Hesiod, Pausanias)
GLAUKE (Glauce) The Nereid of the "blue-grey" waters. (Hesiod, Homer, Hyginus)
GLAUKONOME (Glauconome) The Nereid of the "mastering the grey" sea. (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
HALIA The Nereid of the "brine." (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus)
HALIMEDE The Nereid "lady of the brine." (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
HIPPONOE The Nereid "who knows about horses," that is, of the waves. (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
HIPPOTHOE The Nereid of "the swift horses," that is, swift waves. (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
IAIRA (Iaera) One of the Nereids. (Homer, Hyginus)
IANASSA One of the Nereids. (Homer, Hyginus)
IANEIRA One of the Nereids. (Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus)
IONE One of the Nereids. (Apollodorus)
KALLIANASSA (Callianassa) One of the Nereids, "the lovely queen." (Homer, Hyginus)
KALLIANEIRA (Callianeira) One of the Nereids. (Homer)
KALYPSO (Calypso) One of the Nereids, "the concealed one." (Apollodorus)
KETO (Ceto) The Nereid of "sea-monsters."(Apollodorus)
KLAIA (Claea) One of the Nereids. (Pausanias)
KLYMENE (Clymene) A Nereid of "fame." (Homer, Hyginus)
KRANTO (Crato) One of the Nereids. (Apollodorus)
KYMO, KYMATOLEGE (Cymo, Cymatolege) A Nereid named the "wave" or the "end of waves" wh,o with her sisters Amphitrite and Kymodoke, had the power to still the winds and calm the sea. (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
KYMODOKE (Cymodoce) The Nereid of "steadying the waves" who, with her sisters Amphitrite and Kymatolege, possessed the power to still the winds and calm the sea. (Hesiod, Homer, Hyginus, Virgil)
KYMOTHOE (Cymothoe) The Nereid of the "running waves." (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus)
LAOMEDEIA The Nereid "leader of the folk." (Hesiod)
LEAGORE The Nereid of "assembling" the schools of fish. (Hesiod)
LIMNOREIA The Nereid of the "salt-marsh." (Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus)
LYSIANASSA The Nereid of "royal delivery." (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
MAIRA (Maera) One of the Nereids. (Homer, Hyginus)
MELITE The Nereid of "calm" seas. (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus, Virgil)
MENIPPE The Nereid of "strong horses," that is, strong waves. (Hesiod)
NAUSITHOE The Nereid of "swift ships." (Apollodorus)
NEMERTES The Nereid of "unerring" counsel, wisest of the sisters. (Hesiod, Homer, Hyginus)
NEOMERIS One of the Nereids. (Apollodorus)
NESAIE The Nereid of "islands." (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus, Virgil)
NESO The Nereid of "islands." (Hesiod)
OREITHYIA (Orithyia) The Nereid of the "raging" sea. (Homer, Hyginus)
PANOPEIA The Nereid of the sea's "panorama." (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus, Virgil)
PASITHEA A Nereid named "all-divine." (Hesiod)
PHEROUSA (Pherusa) The Nereid of "carrying" fish, or perhaps rescued sailors. (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus)
PLEXAURE The Nereid of the "twisting breeze." (Apollodorus)
PLOTO The Nereid of "sailing." (Hesiod)
POLYNOME One of the Nereids, "the many pastured." (Apollodorus)
PONTOMEDOUSA (Pondomedusa) A Nereid named the "sea-queen." (Apollodorus)
PONTOPOREIA The Nereid of "crossing the sea." (Hesiod)
POULYNOE (Polynoe) A Nereid named "rich of mind." (Hesiod)
PRONOE The Nereid of "forethought." (Hesiod)
PROTO The Nereis of the "first" voyage. (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus)
PROTOMEDEIA A Nereid named "first queen." (Hesiod)
PSAMATHE The Nereid "goddess of sand." (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
SAO The Nereid of "safe" passage, or the rescue of sailors. (Hesiod, Apollodorus)
SPEIO (Spio) The Nereid of the sea "caves." (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Hyginus, Virgil)
THALEIA (Thalia) The Nereid of the "blooming" sea. (Homer, Hyginus, Virgil)
THEMISTO The Nereid of the "customary law" of the sea. (Hesiod)
THETIS The Nereid of the "generation" or spawning of fish, and their leader. She was the mother of the Greek hero Achilles, born of her marriage to the mortal Peleus. (Hesiod, Homer, Apollodorus, Virgil)
THOE The Nereid of "swift" voyage or moving waves. (Hesiod, Homer, Hyginus)
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Tumblr is dying.
This isn't funny, this isn't me doing a meme, this is me putting on a very temporary Serious Hat.
Tumblr is dying.
The recent attempts by staff to make the site profitable are the desperate gasps and grasping arms of a site that is well past the point of no return.
Tumblr was never going to survive very long in our current world. It's not profitable. It was never going to be very profitable. It's vitally important to the history and culture of the social internet (and, really, the world in general, to some extent), but it's been mismanaged, haphazardly-run, and just a general design train wreck for years.
Because here's the important thing to remember about Tumblr:
Tumblr is a bad social media site. More specifically, Tumblr is bad at being a social media site.
I know what you may be thinking -- "but it's better than [Twitter/Facebook/Instagram/TikTok], so it can't be that bad!" And that's incorrect. Tumblr is, by any standard measure, much much worse at being a social media site than any of those four sites. And there's one crucial reason for that that people keep overlooking:
See, people think of social media as being about connecting with people, or community, or social blah blah blah whatever and I need you to understand that all of that, all of it, is bullshit. That's not what social media is, and that's never what social media has been.
Social media is about selling your information, mostly to advertisers -- which, on the internet, mostly means to Google. Meta doesn't want you to find art on Instagram or talk to friends on Facebook. Meta wants you to spend time looking at your feed and putting in information. For all Meta cares, if it kept you on the site, you could kill all of your friends and only follow Instagram accounts that posted blank white frames. None of the "content", none of the "community", none of that bullshit is important to them. They just want you on the site so they can get your information -- via ads, trackers, cookies, harvesting your posts and comments, whatever -- and sell it.
I can't be any clearer about this next point:
Social media is bad. Anything that you like about Tumblr, TikTok, Instagram, or whatever, all of the stuff you like about those sites are either incidental or counter to the intention of the people running the site.
Instagram DMs are only there to keep you on the site.
Your TikTok FYP is very carefully curated to keep you on the app.
Twitter shows you exactly the trends it needs to in order to keep you browsing.
Ever wonder why social media makes people so angry? It's because anger keeps you engaged. It's 100% intentional.
All of the most addictive and engaging emotional states -- anger, fear, smugness -- are all really bad for your mental (and often physical) health when taken in large doses, and are also the only thing social media wants from you.
Now we come back to Tumblr.
Why is Tumblr better than, say, Twitter? And it really is -- we don't talk about this enough, but Tumblr is absolutely a better experience than Twitter. Or Facebook, or TikTok, or Instagram, or Reddit, or LinkedIn, or Imgur, or any other successful social media site. But why?
The reason Tumblr is so much better of an experience than other social media is because Tumblr is so much worse than other social media at being social media.
All of the stuff we like about Tumblr -- the crazy, shittily designed, chaotic reblog system? the fact that your dash is basically only chronological? the fact that the tag system is so fundamentally broken that the ways that it's broken have been culturally rebuilt as a part of the way we communicate on the site? the way that reblogs distribute content creation? the culture of crazy fandom people? that one werewolf fucker? the memes? the fact that, by and large, you don't get spoonfed stuff from around the site by an algorithm? mutuals? the lack of censorship, and, in turn, the fact that said lack of censorship drives away advertisers? the weird culture that keeps "normies" from tiktok away? -- all of that is absolutely counterintuitive to being a successful social media site.
Let's compare Tumblr to an actually really well-designed social media: TikTok.
TikTok is a goddamn masterpiece of social media design. If you install TikTok on your phone and give it even the tiniest amount of engagement, it'll nail your interests and dopamine triggers in under a week. Give it a month and it'll have its hooks in your brain. The algorithm is so finely tuned, all the systems are so carefully designed, the goddamn interface is hardwired to trick your brain into scrolling.
Stitches? Duets? Likes? Even cultural things, like trends and sounds going viral? Hell, the idea of TikTok sounds at all? All these are built to drive engagement.
Funny video? Duet your reaction. Someone asked a question? Stitch your answer. Someone singing? Duet for a literal duet! Sound going viral? You can do a TikTok of that sound, easy! Interesting conversation in your comment section? Reply to comments with quick videos!
And vitally, did you miss the last trend? No worries! The next one's coming along! If you joined TikTok today you wouldn't even know about the sea shanty thing. The culture moves at the speed of light.
The camcorder-like nature of recording on TikTok makes making the actual content a snap. The boost given to new accounts tricks you into thinking it's easy, and even in the long run, the distribution algorithms make it much easier than, say, YouTube to get the numbers to go up. Content is easy to make and distribute, trends are so quick that they're easy to follow, and the FYP algorithm gives the illusion of community -- and easy-to-make content and well-designed algorithms makes the numbers go up, and to our monkey brains, numbers = approval = success = dopamine.
Tumblr? Tumblr has none of that shit.
Instead of stitches, duets, or sounds, we have reblogs -- with a post editor that barely works, a following that's 80% porn bots, and a frankly baffling 15-year-old online culture that moves at (for the internet) glacial speeds and has hundreds if not thousands of in-jokes, none of which ever die? Have fun building a following with that, fucker! Numbers? You think we do numbers here? We suffer, and we like it!
Oh, and good luck playing into trends. I wasn't kidding about the glacial speeds and in-jokes. Sure, we have new shit happening -- Tumblr's take on the "your dick cold eeby deeby" meme is new, as is There Are Many Benifits To Being A Marine Biologist, and my Shakespearification posts -- but Colour of the Sky is, I'm pretty sure, older than 50% of TikTok users, and we're still making goddamn Onceler memes, and, for Christ's sake, even the new stuff is blending with the old stuff -- I just did a Shakespeareification of Colour Theory.
There is no algorithm beyond occasional "people you follow liked this". On TikTok, the only two feeds are "random shit you might like" and "random shit you might like from people you follow". On Tumblr, the only feed is "everything from everyone you follow at all times", and the site does not care about whether you want to see it or not.
Because of all this, Tumblr is not, and will never be, profitable.
Which means that, because we live in capitalism, Tumblr will die.
And due to the rise of competent social media sites, the competition is eating away at Tumblr's audience.
Staff is cringe, obviously. But they're also desperate. They're trying to keep this place alive.
And they're failing.
Tumblr is dying.
These are the last days.
The end is coming.
It's terrible, it's beautiful, it's chaotic, and it's ephemeral.
And we're never going to have anything like it ever again.
Enjoy it while you have it.
tl;dr if you want tumblr to survive we need the dash to start being algorithm-driven instead of chronological and we have to start saying "unalive" on here instead of "kill"
but also I would rather fucking kill myself than do either of those things
@violinsandtea I'd like to clarify: I'm not saying Tumblr is dead. Tumblr is definitely extremely alive. I'm saying Tumblr is dying.
Tumblr isn't dead, but it's been dying since before the famous 2018 ban.
Which, once again, is why I think its a good idea to give them your pocket change. $5 a month? According to google, Tumblr has 3 hundred million visitors every year (if we keep 2019's traffic as our average). If they're making just $5 off of every single person every single year, they would make 1 billion dollars every year. That is for the low price of $5 yearly. That is for 1 single month of them not running ads. If you pay that $5 every month for a year, and everyone else does the same? Tumblr would run indefinitely, and you would have $60 less by the end of the year.
Now obviously this isn't how its gonna work out. half of that 300 million is probably bots. Half of you aren't even interested in paying, another quarter can't pay even if you are interested, those two groups have overlap but some of you won't pay out of principle, and obviously there's the issue of Tumblr being so full of bugs that when I went to try to support the site the god damn payment page broke and I couldn't pay the $5. But just think. We could actually save tumblr ourselves, and all it costs is $60 each. We could outlive Tiktok, Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, META. We already outlived Myspace. If you can, help keep this hell alive. Lets be the last standing anti-social media on the internet. We'll ride this bitch to eeby deeby.
with tumblr we stand
With some changes to techniques, a careful selection of kitchen tools, and tips from fellow bakers, the joy of baking can live on.
I luckily haven't had to deal with much chronic pain or hand pain yet, especially with regards to baking (crochet is another story). That said, these look like some pretty solid tips! There's also some in the comments section.
These are great tips š
As a spoonie who loves to cook (bake especially), these are going to become very useful!!
All I feel is frequency cause everyday it hertz
Stop reVolting against my posts
ooo I sense Tension
I'm usually less saltier on Faradays. Sorry.
āIn fairy tales, tears change people, remind them of what is important, and save their very souls. Only a hardness of heart inhibits weeping and union.ā
ā Clarissa Pinkola EstĆ©s, from Women Who Run With the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype.
āA womanās issues of soul cannot be treated by carving her into a more acceptable form as defined by an unconscious culture, nor can she be bent into a more intellectually acceptable shape by those who claim to be the soul bearers of consciousness.ā
ā women who run with wolves
