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work tomorrow is one of the worst things that can happen to you
you donât realize how important lunch is until youâre wandering around thinking about how unloveable and untalented and uniquely cursed you are and then itâs 4pm and you finally eat lunch and you go Oh. oh right.
How does one hate a country, or love one? [âŠ] I know people, I know towns, farms, hills and rivers and rocks, I know how the sun at sunset in autumn falls on the side of a certain plowland in the hills; but what is the sense of giving a boundary to all that, of giving it a name and ceasing to love where the name ceases to apply?
â Ursula K. Le Guin; The Left Hand of Darkness; 1969
t shirt that says âi used to be worseâ
I cannot handle living!!! I should not be alive!!
I think Shirley Jackson delves so well into the horror of self-consciousness. To be so aware of yourself, whether due to loneliness or not belonging or abuse, can be a monstrous experience that reduces your experience of the world to a series of mechanical processes. I will get up. I will cross the room in front of everyone. I will get a cup of water. I must drink the cup of water before I return in case it is odd to have it on the couch. They must not think I'm odd. Instead of swinging into the kitchen for a drink while laughing with friends. Mechanical processes are based on cause and effect, and if you are so used to thinking in terms of cause and effect, you can start applying that framework nonsensically out of a self-defensive need for control--which begs the question of what happens when defense becomes offense
[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over
When Eurydice Saw Him
by Gregory Orr
When Eurydice saw him huddled in a thick cloak, she should have known he was alive, the way he shivered beneath its useless folds.
But what she saw was the usual: a stranger confused in a new world. And when she touched him on the shoulder, it was nothing personal, a kindness he misunderstood. To guide someone through the halls of hell is not the same as love.
âSubvertingâ Catholic art? Oh, okay. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You log onto the internet and you post about how âWound of Christâ from Psalter and Prayer Book of Bonne de Luxembourg, attributed to Jean le Noir, c.1349, for instance, looks like a vulva because you're trying to tell the world that you enjoy Catholic art and imagery in an alternative, queer, risquĂ© way that challenges Christian beliefs. But what you don't know is that that stigma isnât just a vulva. It's not just a mandorla. It's not just yonic. It's actually intentionally erotic. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that around 1297, Saint Angela of Foligno experienced a vision of Christ himself, who called her to put her mouth to the wound in his side and lick the freshly flowing blood. And then I think it was Saint Catherine of Siena who drank blood and a clear liquid from the wound before receiving a ring made from Christâs foreskin? And then graphically erotic encounters with the side wound of Christ quickly showed up in the writings of eight different mystics. And then the yonic interpretation of the stigmata filtered down through the illuminated manuscripts and then trickled on down into some pseudo-intellectual corner of the internetâŠwhere you, no doubt, fished it out of some Pinterest board. However, that interpretation represents hundreds of years and countless visions of religious ecstasy. And it's sort of comical how you think that you've come up with an idea that exempts you from Christian theology when, in factâŠyou're posting an image that was sexualized for you by the very Medieval saints you think youâre so different thanâŠfrom âsubvertedâ Catholic art.
everyone needs to calm down about everything right now. unless you are worked up for a legitimate reason then of course, you should be angrier maybe. what Iâm saying is letâs all take it down to a 1 or 2. unless of course you need to be at an 11.
the response to "your demographic is full of people who are ugly and weird and undesirable" should not ever be "not true! some of us are in fact hot and normal and desireable." you should stand with weird ugly bitches bc otherwise you're just playing a losing game with bigots.
I love making people feel human and accepted. Iâm not flirting with you.
nikki reed, kristen stewart, taylor lautner, 2009.
Jacek Yerka - Tsunami --
âSuppose itâs not a coincidence that a high number of BDSM submissives are survivors of childhood sexual abuse. Suppose itâs not a coincidence that many straight male pedophiles report finding adult women âintimidating.â Suppose itâs not a coincidence that men who buy sex from prostitutes have a perception of women similar to that of rapists. Suppose that when rapists describe breaking boundaries as a sexual thrill, they are pointing us to a truth, uncomfortable as it is: We seek power in our jobs, in our homes, in our relationships. We compete, we cut throats, we strive to conquest. We fuck to hurt, or to be hurt. Suppose itâs not a coincidence that the way we fuck each other in the bedroom looks a lot like how we fuck each other over in the world. The truth is that our sexual practices reflect our beliefs, our fears, our selves. Our sexual attitudes do not exist in a vacuum, nor are we necessarily born with them. But we have this incredible ability to deny whatâs right under our noses. We call sexuality ânaturalâ and âinnateâ and âinstinctualâ so we donât have to acknowledge the truth. So we donât have to change ourselves. Our reluctance to ask deeper questions is costly, and the children of this up-and-coming generation are paying a higher price than anyone else. Did you know that, as a result of having free and unlimited access to gonzo pornography via their mobile phones, boys are replicating what they see in porn and sending girls to the hospital with anal fissures? Well now you do.â
â Alicen Grey, Sex in Utopia: A World of No Pleasure, or a World of No Pain?
Altar reconfigured for May Day/Walpurgisnacht.
Now with new May Day themed supplies. I love the mini lace embroidery hoop most, I think I'll use it as a divinatory/Second Sight augmenting thing.