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we're not kids anymore.
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trying on a metaphor
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The people who go "well who's going to look after you when you're old?" when you say you're not having kids are breathtakingly naive. Our next-door neighbour, somewhere in her mid-80s, has a son, grandkids, and a grear-granddaughter, and who's the one she calls when she needs help, and checks that she's not spending christmas alone? Me and my boyfriend.
Having kids is irrelevant if the answer to that question is still going to be "the mentally ill faggots next door."
tumblr is not social media. idk how to explain but its so calm here. like this is the field and the valleys. over there is the town and people. but here we are little sheep in our pastures eating our grass and laying in the sun <3
me and the girls @ tumblr
‘prelude in d-flat major, op. 28 no. 15′ or the ‘raindrop prelude’ by chopin but it’s raining and gently thundering outside….
Whenever an ugly feeling arises in me, maybe resent, greed, insecurity, etc. I just have to laugh and think to myself, this is what being alive is and I don’t deny my capacity for ugliness, in fact I store my faith in it because that same awareness of my own ugliness is the place I go to when I am aware of my own beauty. I have all the time in the world to sort it out, that’s the thing with self trust. I don’t hide from others and I don’t hide from myself, where there is ugliness I observe it and I don’t turn away.
People who deny their own ugliness, turn away from it, find shame in it and then pretend that they aren’t ashamed are the ones with the deepest capacity for cruelty. Time to see yourself clearly and move forward anyways.
every girl should have a terrace or a balcony or a sprawling secret garden hidden from the outside world but containing beautiful mysteries and hidden worlds but we don't and that's why the world is going to hell in a handbasket
i hate the "meta glasses" with their invisible cameras i hate when people record strangers just-living-their-lives i hate the culture of "it's not illegal so it's fine". people deserve to walk around the city without some nameless freak recording their faces and putting them up on the internet. like dude you don't show your own face how's that for irony huh.
i hate those "testing strangers to see if they're friendly and kind! kindness wins! kindness pays!" clickbait recordings where overwhelmingly it is young, attractive people (largely women) who are being scouted for views and free advertising . they're making you model for them and they reap the benefits. they profit now off of testing you while you fucking exist. i do not want to be fucking tested. i hate the commodification of "kindness" like dude just give random people the money, not because they fucking smiled for it. none of the people recording has any idea about the origin of the term "emotional labor" and none of us could get them to even think about it. i did not apply for this job! and you know what! i actually super am a nice person! i still don't want to be fucking recorded!
& it's so normalized that the comments are always so fucking ignorant like wow the brunette is so evil so mean so twisted just because she didn't smile at a random guy in an intersection. god forbid any person is in hiding due to an abusive situation. no, we need to see if they'll say good morning to a stranger approaching them. i am trying to walk towards my job i am not "unkind" just because i didn't notice your fucked up "social experiment". you fucking weirdo. stop doing this.
The women who write Shit You Should Care About coined a term for this: Panopticontent.
In a Panopticon, the prisoners never know if they are being watched, which is psychological torture, and prohibited under international law. It follows that, if we are in public, never knowing if or that we are being filmed for something that may end up being viewed by millions of people, with all the risks that sort of thing carries, Panopticontent needs to be stopped. Probably the quickest way to curb it is to demonitize it, but that's never going to happen; companies like Meta have spent too much money trying to make it happen.
Late Stage Capitalism is the fucking WORST.
see also Foucault's panopticon: how to watch without ever being seen. before he discusses this theory, he relates an idea called "correct training" - training that works on large-scale populations. it is easier to control the behavior of the masses, he posits, when the masses themselves are trained into control.
in his words (pg 170 in the linked text), there is such a thing as discipline "that coerces by means of observation." in other words: behavior can be controlled/forced just by being watched.
when i was a kid, my backpack strap broke on the train and spilled everywhere. it was sleeting outside and everything immediately got wet. so many strangers helped me chase coins and pens and notebooks. it was heartwarming and kind and they comforted me in the wintery new england way - gentle jovial ah it happens kid, no worries, you okay? get home safe before lapsing back into silence.
recently i helped a teen in the airport when the zipper on her suitcase burst open. teary-eyed and panicking, she thanked us profusely while i and a young mother stooped for her belongings. she kept apologizing like she'd done something tragically embarrassing. her head jerked up and around strangely. she giggled kind of nervously. "sorry," she said, "at first i thought you were recording."
Lately, i've been grappling with something incredibly heavy, and its left me feeling a deep sadness and uncertainty. its hard to put into words how overwhelming it is, but it’s been a mix of fear, heartache, and a lot of unanswered questions. I just need to remind myself daily that no matter how hard things seem right now, there’s still hope and strength to be found in the unknown.
feed the local birds - ideally corvids, but pigeons will do just fine, seagulls if you are brave and fear nothing. Choose seeds, or something else that's non-perishable but healthy for birds.
get them accustomed to your presence, feed them at different times in a handful of different locations that you rotate between, so they learn to associate the feeding with you, specifically, and not the time and place that you are in. Always keep the feed in your pockets just in case.
teach them a specific word you'll call out as loudly as possible whenever you're about to distribute the food.
that specific word is ATTACK!
if you ever feel threatened by another person while walking down the street, you can just yell out ATTACK! at the top of your lungs.
ideally, the threat has no idea that this is the birds' cue for Food Person Is About To Distribute Food, and is scared shitless by the sight of a flock of wild birds swooping in at your call, and flees.
if this does not work, there is a very low, but above zero possibility of the birds seeing that their usual feeding routine has been interrupted by someone bothering The Food Person, and actually do start swooping at this inconvenience so that they can have their meal.
in either case, feed the birds as reward and payment for their work.
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fear tactic bird guard.
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chasing dreams, sipping coffee, and staying present in the moment. Here's to creating something beautiful today☕🌟
embracing the calm in the chaos today.. Sometimes, its the quiet moments that hold the loudest lessons🌿
Paolo Sebastian 'A Lover's Kiss' Fall 2024 Haute Couture Collection
gotta dress like this on casual occasions
― Ali Smith, The Whole Story and Other Stories
[text ID: It was a Sunday in September. There would only be four.]
"Ya Rabb, don't make me dream of things that will not happen to me. Don't make me run after things that are not good for me. Don't make me love someone who will not love me. Grant me such tomorrows that neither my heart nor my eyes remain in yesterday..."
just your average everyday fairytale house with crooked windows twisting stairs and a casual hint of magic🪄
the calendar was not kidding when it said september
