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Love women who love the brine of life...Pickles, Olives, pickled jalapeños, sun-dried tomatoes, pickled ginger, pepperoncini, kimchi, pickled red onions
I've never loved anyone as much as I love Ursula Le Guin
Clarice Lispector’s law school graduation by the University of Rio de Janeiro, 1943.
the biblical narrative, romantic and religious, opens in the crypt. christy oil on the chest, turin knots on the feet; old testament rocks that keep men out of the thirsty land voweed to them; the tent in the heart of the camp that god himself lives in. i'm trying to tell you that you fall in love, or you unconsent to this faith, only in the limits of life. the bible represents the nonrepresentable, then—it fleshes out the unthought and unuttered. in your tomb there's you, your god, and the holy, lonely narratives you tell of him
“ooohhhh this teenage girl character is so annoyinggg because she didn’t react to extreme stress in a way that was reasonable or what i consider to be normal oooooooohh” well i’m launching the missile
hedi slimane for saint laurent
“I feel the pull of being alone, of answering to no one, the safety of being unknown and far away.”
― Evie Wyld, All the Birds, Singing (Jonathan Cape, 2013)
to have and to hold, to fuck nasty, till murder-suicide do us part
how to look into the catholic church, if you feel the tug of it—
look for communities near you to visit; morning masses have nice women who love to greet new neighbors. this is a book on how to visit, and this is my guide on it. the task is copying those near you. you need to find ethical relationship—going out is important. if you can't, though, try virtual masses (like those in my city through catholictv). follow the mass with a lectionary, the usccb daily readings, or the ordo
visit adoration, quiet times of reflection in front of the body. in various communities there are hours of this, or, it never ends
learn to pray chaplets or the rosary. visit churches half an hour before mass to recite the rosary with others. you can count on your fingers until you get one yourself
learn the nicene creed, which outlines the catholic faith in its gist
read vatican encyclicals like pope francis' delixit nos (he likens faith to his grandmother's cookies) or pope leo's recent magnifica humanitas (the rhetoric here is of loving the neighbor ethically, lornfully)
reach out to other catholics, like me 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯, pilgrim yourself to shrines, or visit festivals or feast days near you, (like the north end's st anthony's feast)
remain both generous and critical in one breath. name the violence of this church
lastly, look into ocia or rcia, rites of initiation guided by deacons or fathers to come home to the church
Shout out to June for being both Pride month and the month of the most Sacred Heart of Jesus, got to be the best month pairing out there.
Name me a more iconic duo than Jesus’ flaming Heart and us flaming queers. You can’t. There is none.
god israel's destruction of tyre is like especially depressing tbh like thats one of the oldest inhabited cities in the world. people have lived there since the bronze age. there is so, so so much history and world heritage there that's being blown up and destroyed forever because its existence doesn't fit israel's nationalist vision of history.
lots to say about israel's politicized and propagandized use of history and archaeology to further their narrative tbh. here's a good article about it.
Weaponizing antiquities is part of Israel's colonial legacy, says Rafi Greenberg, whose colleagues have largely remained silent about Gaza's
whenever I tell a story I feel like Uncle Colm from Derry Girls
Please pray for those participating in the hunger strike at Delaney Hall, an ICE detention center in New Jersey. Tom Homan, white house border czar, has gone on record that he plans to produce a court order to force-feed protestors. The people detained in the facility are protesting lack of food, most of which is already unsanitary to the point of being inedible, the lack of medical care, and brutality and abuse from ICE guards. I pray for the safety of the strikers, their freedom, and their families. I pray for the souls of the ICE members who enact this violence, and the politicians who legalize it. May God's divine justice and holy mercy rain down on them all. God have mercy, Christ have mercy.
Michelle Paterok (Canadian, 1994), Transformer, 2025. Oil on linen on board, 14 × 11 in.
A question I get asked a lot while working at a public library is "how do you deal with homeless people?"
And the answer is, we don't.
The unhoused people who come here seeking refuge 99% of the time understand that they will be kicked out if they misbehave.
The people you have to watch out for are Jessica, who only came because the kid she didn't want had to visit for a homework assignment and she just *needs* to yell at her child for asking to borrow two books or stay an extra five minutes, or Michael, who came in to look at porn on our computers for whatever fucking reason, or Karen who just wanted to come by to throw a fit that the particular book she wanted was checked out and harrass our staff about our collection being too limited.
99% of the time, the people we need to ban are middle to upper-middle class white people while the homeless and mentally ill/disabled people mind their own damn business and are honestly some of the best patrons we have.
I bring this up because today we had a man come in. He stopped at the desk, pulled up a chair and said "I'm newly homeless and was living in my car. I'm disabled. It was impounded. It's raining. I don't have a phone and I don't know where to go tonight."
And we did what we could to help. He was incredibly kind and patient despite his obvious anxiety and stress, more than most able bodied, housed patrons are to us under much less dire conditions. I liked knowing that we were the first place he came.
We have so many people like this who come in everyday. Many are quiet and keep to themselves, but sometimes they talk to us.
They tell us about how they're taking a few courses on a scholarship they applied for from our library's computer at the local community college to get their diploma. Or ask about a manga or dvd or book we might have to help them pass the time.
One woman, who comes in daily with her tattered walker always says hello to me and likes to work on the new jigsaw puzzle with me when we set one out.
So like, treat unhoused people like people. Treat disabled people like people. I don't want my library to feel like the only safe space in the world, but I'm glad it can be one of them.
I'm so sick of hearing about how "the homeless are ruining everything" when they are some of the kindest, most respectful people here. Sometimes they mutter, might not have had a place to shower, and might need a little extra space for their backpacks but that's FINE. It Doesn't Matter Actually. None of that is a problem or any of my business to care about (unless they request help/services), and I also don't think it's any of yours.
I missed a fucking GP appointment omg the GP receptionist is going to have my HEAD on a pike when I try to rebook
person typing into google search bar: obfuscate meaning
google ai overview: Understood! From now on, all meaning will be hidden from you, and you'll be forced to wade through the dreary vastness. Whether it's things you've always held dear, or new ideas you've yet to discover, nothing will make sense or appear to have any real value. This could be the beginning of a fascinating journey!