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I'm struggling a bit right now and I hate to admit it but I do need assistance. I just need a little money to put into emergencies. Anything anyone could give is very much appreciated and I know how it looks and how much of an ask this is. Thank you. #helpme #helpinghands #ineedofassistance #ineedhelp #strugglingfinancially #justalittlehelp https://www.instagram.com/p/CQALbnNlFGA/?utm_medium=tumblr

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🎶So tell me, do you hear the call of the mountain? Hear them sing to you My blood is running gold And my heart's set a-pounding Where there’

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Love, Persephone

I have a great love for Greek tales and the thousands of ways they are told in the modern day especially in literary and illustrative fiction. My favorite comic right now is Lore Olympus which is a fabulous story and depiction of the romance between Persephone and Hades, which this poem was inspired by

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And it had a twist! I was not expecting the sweaters. That is truly adorable.

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In Darkness the Pink Forests Fall

And her blood flowed like rivers through the earth, filling the plains with water and fluids. They Stretched with fingers through darkness, raising twigs to the heavens as trunks and oaks. Her flesh poured from her body, and as quickly as she tried, it fell from her bones, the stomach that became the ground, the spleen that became the grass, the heart that pumped blood into the rivers that lead into seas. She cried, wept, deeply, the memory of the scorn and the burn, the masses that watched as her beginner gave her everything, all the love in the earth, then cut it out in One. Swift. Motion.

And her tears that vaporized into thin clouds, they almost reach the sky beyond the sky, and to search for her love, to waft past the hands of the many who stood there and watched as she died, to invoke their sympathies and their minds. The flowers that grow from her flesh shiver, as she once did, hoping that it might make them feel their conscience.

The Horned Goddess Horns sheathed by mists of silver and gold. Skin draped in flowing darkness, ebony waves. I am the night, Queen Fear

The Horned Goddess

Horns sheathed by mists of silver and gold.

Skin draped in flowing darkness, ebony waves.

I am the night,

Queen

Fear that in my wake.

I await no one.

My husband awaits me.

King of the beasts, horns that run through the earth

And uproot

The trees, even the eldest whose roots run through the valley

Like blood in my veins. They fall at the strength of their master.

But not mine. He trembles when I walk. When I grace the vast

Plains with a step so light, for his fear. Is great.

If he is like the earth and oak, then he is the bone

The very flesh, of us. And I am

The Spirit

The life, the very essence that flows through the mists

Of grey and green. Magic. As dew builds then falls in droplets

To the ground, As great beasts thunder through the plains

Hooves and paws and pads racking the dirt and stone

As streams pour into rivers and twigs stretch into oaks

And as life itself is returned and the beings of dusk

Feast Upon the Dead.

With horns raised high, golden and amber rays,

Bursts from my horns, Bursts from the sun, Bursts from the

Night, the Moon, and Death.

Queens of my kind are feared.

King’s shiver at our. Ferocity.

Bound in chains like an animal.

Where I am free, to roam the world with

Powers of Life and End.

In Darkness the Pink Forests Fall

And her blood flowed like rivers through the earth, filling the plains with water and fluids. They Stretched with fingers through darkness, raising twigs to the heavens as trunks and oaks. Her flesh poured from her body, and as quickly as she tried, it fell from her bones, the stomach that became the ground, the spleen that became the grass, the heart that pumped blood into the rivers that lead into seas. She cried, wept, deeply, the memory of the scorn and the burn, the masses that watched as her beginner gave her everything, all the love in the earth, then cut it out in One. Swift. Motion.

And her tears that vaporized into thin clouds, they almost reach the sky beyond the sky, and to search for her love, to waft past the hands of the many who stood there and watched as she died, to invoke their sympathies and their minds. The flowers that grow from her flesh shiver, as she once did, hoping that it might make them feel their conscience.

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Poem of the two days ago, and of today.

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Quick correction cause I just realized I spelled a word wrong in this poem:

etherya-5xg

I find these quite insightful and written with depth.

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Aw thankssss😊😁❣️.

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😁 No problem!

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Day 22+23

My talented friend Mercy wrote this poem detailing her experiences as a Samoan American. She can be found on IG and Twitter, and here’s a bonus link to one of her many spoken word pieces.

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As a history major I can say with certainty that this holds truth for various people's, but as not to place the Somoan culture and people in just another category I will say this,

This culture to the U.S. like so many other things only seems relevant or significant when it is of benefit but not when they rightfully demands respect. This another instance which continues to lead me to believe that our problems as people are not gender, ethnicity, religion, sexual orientation, or rights based or anything else we've managed to create a conflict out of, it's just that, a people problem, a humanity problem. We need to address how we treat eachother, our beliefs our cultures our rights and all the above need to be better addressed. In short we need to change how we treat eachother, interact with one another and live together on all levels.

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Sexist Microaggressions That Can Happen In A Relationship

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DO NOT tolerate this in any relationship, ever.

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My parents relationships in a whole 🙄

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Writing Challenge:

Try to use this as a writing prompt. Take three or four out of the nine microaggressions and write a 6-7 page story involving the Microaggressions you chose.

One man one woman or could be variations and adaptations, with two men or two woman (if you think you can still incorporate the Microaggressions)

Characters names must be letters like "J" or "M"

Use "In Medias Res"

Be sure to make the characters realistic in the sense that they both have faults equally but with the focus on the one committing the Microaggressions. Remember that in any relationship both parties have flaws and do things the other doesn't like. So try not to make the microaggressor like a villain, try not to make him (or her if you're trying that) the only one who ever does anything wrong because in many relationships that's just not true. The focus is on the aggressions as pertaining to what the womans party has to deal with and how it affects them, (again adaptations allowed if you can make it work that way) yet we are all human, so make them that way.