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Luna - My Little pony
we are never going to be free until it literally doesnt matter whether a person is ugly or not
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personal observations made by a new cane user:
you do not need to be in constant pain to own a cane.
folding canes have a clasp or band to keep them folded. losing the band is a pain in the ass.
you will get dirty looks
it does not matter what age you are. you will get dirty looks.
you have to hold it in the opposite hand as the disabled leg. this is fortunate, as I am right handed, so i hold it in my left hand to support my right leg.
people will try to steal your cane from you.
when standing still, I hold it in my right hand unless i need to do something right handedly. this does not work as well as i thought it would.
being visibly physically disabled is difficult. having a mobility aid will help with pain and movement, but some people don't get them because visible disability is treated with disgust.
if someone meets you for the first time, and you don't have your cane, then they will like you more, but they will not believe you are actually disabled.
if someone meets you for the first time, and you have your cane, they will not treat you the same.
the majority of other cane and mobility aid users I have met are homeless. I live close to a big city.
People do not want to see you being disabled.
you will not hear of the benefits of using a cane from anyone who does not use a cane.
no one will prepare you for the world of being visibly physically disabled. however bad you think we have it is usually not from the disability at all. I can deal with pain and I can deal with an indisposed left hand.
the hardest part of being disabled is the fact that no one will care until you make them care.
the disabled seats on trains are a suggestion
the disabled seats on buses are a suggestion.
you will have a different experience with using a cane than I have had.
your hand will become tired. you are using it as a leg.
your cane is legally a part of your body. this will not stop some people.
you are not your disability. but it will affect you.
i love you
theres always an invisible someone who has it worse. that person will not be affected or offended by your use of a cane. take the damn ibuprofen. put the folded cane in your bag. ask your friends for help. gd knows they need help sometimes too.
you will have to learn that things will be impossible to you. you may not run as fast anymore. you may not become a skater, like you always wanted to be. you may be left behind when everyone else runs ahead.
you deserve better.
your cane handle gets dirty. wash it.
some days pain is worse. some days you will feel it the moment you wake up.
no one deserves pain. the human condition is not to suffer. we deserve better. we deserve to be loved and not tolerated. we deserve to be seen better than from the corners of eyes. we deserve to be heard better than an afterthought at a meeting.
be quick to care for yourself. I love you.
Stop tagging this as a reference for your writing or characters or whatever. I'm a person. I am real. You make it sound like I'm the first disabled person you've heard of. This post was made by a disabled person for other disabled people. Tired of this disrespect
fellow cane/crutch users; if you have even the slightest chance of having to deal with snow/ice. get an ice grip thing that you put on the end of your cane. it might save your life
they're a pain to put on if you have trouble with screws but once they're on they can stay on so you can just ask someone else one time if you need to too. squeezing the two tips (the black left/right pointing ones here) inward lets you flip it up so when you go inside / off snow/ice you can easily switch to the regular grip they're pretty cheap but you might have to get it from amazon / ebay / etc. if it has to be amazon don't beat yourself up over it sometimes we just don't have a choice
if you use a cane with a different sort of base to this, you might have to have one with this sort of base as a specialised winter cane. i have a cool one with like a fidget spinner shaped base so i can step on it if it falls over to lever it back up but i can't put the ice grip on it so i'm going to have to retire it for the winter soon
i'm sorry if this is derailing but. i think it's relevant for new cane users to know or even those who've used it for a while or people who know cane users etc. please stay safe
Mammal in a Sunday Dress, by Georgina M. Cox, 2026
Mammal in a Sunday Dress explores the uneasy relationship between femininity, civilisation, and the animal body. At first glance, the figure appears modest and withdrawn. Her posture is composed, her gaze seemingly lowered towards her bare feet, recalling the conventions of nineteenth-century portraiture where women were often depicted as passive objects of observation. Yet as the viewer moves closer, the illusion collapses. Her eyes are not lowered at all. She is looking directly back. The delayed eye contact transforms the encounter. The viewer approaches believing they are safely observing a woman; instead, they realise they have been observed themselves. The work refuses the traditional power dynamic of portraiture, denying the comfort of anonymous spectatorship. Looking becomes a reciprocal act. For Cox, the painting considers humanity's persistent desire to separate itself from the rest of the animal kingdom. The title quietly undermines this distinction. A "mammal" is not another creatureβit is us. The Sunday dress, rich with cultural associations of femininity, morality, and respectability, becomes an attempt to distinguish ourselves from nature. Yet clothing cannot alter biology. Beneath lace and ritual remains the same vulnerable animal body. The work also reflects on the historical relationship between women and nature. Across art, religion, and philosophy, women have repeatedly been positioned as closer to instinct, emotion, reproduction, and the body itself, while men have been aligned with reason, culture, and civilisation. Mammal in a Sunday Dress does not reject this comparison. Instead, it questions why proximity to nature has so often been treated as something lesser. Chiaroscuro isolates the figure within darkness, allowing the luminous dress to symbolise the performance of civilisation while the bare feet quietly return the body to the earth. Neither is presented as more truthful than the other. The painting exists in the tension between performance and instinct, refinement and biology. Mammal in a Sunday Dress ultimately asks a simple but unsettling question: if every layer of culture were stripped away, what would remain? Not a king. Not a saint. Not a gentleman or a lady. Only another mammal, looking back.
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Mammal in a Sunday Dress, by Georgina M. Cox, 2026
Mammal in a Sunday Dress explores the uneasy relationship between femininity, civilisation, and the animal body. At first glance, the figure appears modest and withdrawn. Her posture is composed, her gaze seemingly lowered towards her bare feet, recalling the conventions of nineteenth-century portraiture where women were often depicted as passive objects of observation. Yet as the viewer moves closer, the illusion collapses. Her eyes are not lowered at all. She is looking directly back. The delayed eye contact transforms the encounter. The viewer approaches believing they are safely observing a woman; instead, they realise they have been observed themselves. The work refuses the traditional power dynamic of portraiture, denying the comfort of anonymous spectatorship. Looking becomes a reciprocal act. For Cox, the painting considers humanity's persistent desire to separate itself from the rest of the animal kingdom. The title quietly undermines this distinction. A "mammal" is not another creatureβit is us. The Sunday dress, rich with cultural associations of femininity, morality, and respectability, becomes an attempt to distinguish ourselves from nature. Yet clothing cannot alter biology. Beneath lace and ritual remains the same vulnerable animal body. The work also reflects on the historical relationship between women and nature. Across art, religion, and philosophy, women have repeatedly been positioned as closer to instinct, emotion, reproduction, and the body itself, while men have been aligned with reason, culture, and civilisation. Mammal in a Sunday Dress does not reject this comparison. Instead, it questions why proximity to nature has so often been treated as something lesser. Chiaroscuro isolates the figure within darkness, allowing the luminous dress to symbolise the performance of civilisation while the bare feet quietly return the body to the earth. Neither is presented as more truthful than the other. The painting exists in the tension between performance and instinct, refinement and biology. Mammal in a Sunday Dress ultimately asks a simple but unsettling question: if every layer of culture were stripped away, what would remain? Not a king. Not a saint. Not a gentleman or a lady. Only another mammal, looking back.
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yesterday i had the delight of teaching two little autistic kids how to mod minecraft, and it was the first time either of them had even opened the file explorer on their laptops. they installed a gun mod and a jujutsu kaisen mod, then flew around in creative mode shooting things with rockets and bullets and giant energy balls. i got to teach them how to use a keyboard, what programs and files are, what a browser is, how to navigate the computer and what all the words mean. it was really beautiful seeing their faces light up as they began to figure stuff out on their own. the last thing i did before i left was teach them how to seek out their own preferred games and mods and install them by themselves. they were talking about running a server together and playing with their friends, even teaching their friends how to add mods so they could all play together. i nearly cried.
i used to be a sad boy that lost his passion for reading and now im a cute dyke with glasses reading books on the train and blushing when pretty girls smile at me from across the car
never kill yourself
good, that was the point.
i used to be so sad and so miserable and so scared. Now i get to be a pretty girl in public and other girls see me and smile and we compliment each other and it's normal and im happy.
im so fucking happy, even when life sucks, im fucking happy.
while I'm at it we really do need to be nicer to fat trans girls
there is probably a good reason she's still wearing the clothes she did in highschool is all I'm saying
buy her clothes. give her flowers. tell her she's pretty don't just keep those thoughts to yourself.
WIN FOR MASOCHISTS EVERYWHERE!! I'm finally able to stretch my gauges again :D!!! oof ouch yay <3
I've just found the single most homoerotic piece of LOTR art ever who wants to see
Um, YES?
This is The Taming of Smeagol by Donato Giancola and by god they're gonna have a threeway with that wriggly guy
hour 3 of therapy: and sometimes, doc, i feel like i'm up against the dive rocket launcher without an angry pumpkin to handle any of it. how am i supposed to be the architect and/or builder of my future when-
therapist, through gritted teeth: and once again, that's the end of your time. please put that 20 dollar bill away. i already told you you can't extend the meter. it doesn't work like parking.
me: i PROMISE i'm almost at the part where i intend to harm myself or others
the visibly erect therapist, one hand on The Button and the other mysteriously absent: f-f-fine. okay. fifteen,, fifteen more m-minutes. but if you keep fucking edging me like this i'm gonna mark your gender dysphoria as Cured
i can comprehend enough of this to say its a banger post.
I keep seeing this picture and similar ones and it keeps giving me thoughts. Yeah I do agree with the message ! And these animals are hated by many peoole !! But let's be honest. These are still fairly conventionally cute. They're big eyed fluffy affectionate pretty intelligent mammals and birds. So today, I'm offering y'all my own version.
BE NICE TO ALL ANIMALS. INCLUDING THE ONES WHO DON'T LIKE BEING PET. INCLUDING THE ONES THAT AREN'T FLUFFY. INCLUDING THE ONES YOU FIND UGLY. Be nice to the weird ass critters too >:)
Reminder that the "normal" cisgender male amount to fantasize about being a woman is never.
Y'know. I was so totally convinced that all men were jealous of women, like I was... I saw being a man as a horrible burden. An obligation I was stuck with. And on a subconscious level, the scariest thought in my mind was growing old as a man, living my whole life fulfilling my patriarchal obligations, and never once living for my own happiness.
I was so jealous of trans women, too! They knew in their hearts they were women, so they didn't have to be men. They knew they had other options... Not like me... But now I know that it's something you choose. You never get it handed to you, like some kind of permission to be a woman. You just decide you want it, and then you are one.
So if you're reading this, and you relate to this at all... You know you don't *have* to be a man, right?... There are other options open to you...
You're not obligated to be a man if you don't like it.
little doodle thing. disability rights and accepting my own disabilities has been very important to me lately π»πͺ½π i love helping others who may need an extra hand yayyyyy
[ID: A digital illustration of two colorful anthros with pink text reading "support disabled furries" large pink text.
On the left is a purple dog with long curly hair with a medical respirator mask, and a shoulder port. The dog stands with a rollator, looking at the figure next to her. The other anthro is a pink bunny-like creature with wings. They wear a strapped vest with the word "service" on it. They smile, winking and holding a bottle of water while smiling at the dog.
The pink creature says "ok?", and The purple dog replies "ok!" The background is made up of many pastel colors.
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ππͺ½ credit to @/hemo-lymph for the image ID , thank you so much !!! βοΈπ«§π«
It is so unsettling that Obama has killed thousands via drones covered up that children were being killed and families were wiped out and relatives have to live with the fact theyll never get justice and now I have to see people repost his reading list every year. Liberals would be horrified if Putin did something like that but when its Obama or Bush or Clinton they just dont care
i think we should start openly mocking male creatives who can't figure out how to write women. like actually i think it's embarrassing that it took elliot page transitioning for christopher nolan to give him a good role. why did it take like ten years to get the first female lead in a marvel movie? why is it a Known Fact that stephen king can't write women? why is 50% of the population omitted from large ensemble works? i asked my friend to name a movie directed by a man with a majority female cast and he said ghostbusters 2016. ghostbusters. ghostbusters. g