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influencers are telling everyone to get off their birth control and repackaging sexist narratives about menstrual cycles as some kind of kind of cissexist "self-care" thing and all the stores are filled with ankle length floral dresses like is anyone else getting scared
Pulled a calf tonight and where her head first popped out her eyes were neutral but immediately they went into panicked visible eye-white mode bc she was like “my god. I am born.” And stayed like that for like ten minutes until she sat up
The Garden, Carson Teal
incredible picture found on the interwebs i had to share with everypony
WHAT are the kākā discussing at this hour
today i experienced beauty and music and friendship #mylife
& how when we left there was a white-haired lady, funny in the parking lot, feeding pigeons with the bread from her fanny pack, in front of a big truck she paid no attention to though it was waiting for her to move & my eyes caught a flood & I turned looking for someone who would understand I’d just seen my angel throwing bread down to the pigeons just kindly, slowly. & you, without my saying a thing, as if you heard the chest its joy & cardinal, you said yeah, just that. How marvelous. Ordinary. To get to see & turn around, & know somebody else was seeing, too. One day it will be otherwise. I always meant to thank you for that. Thank you. What is close to my heart is that woman, that city, you, that noon on the dry land dressed in pigeons & daylight, the dry land dressed in our brief lives, our lives brief & miraculous, as the bees.
— Aracelis Girmay, from “Central City Senior Center, New Orleans,” Kingdom Animalia
no one says big mood anymore. no one even says mood. no one says anything. all thats left is a dry wind, that scours my face until i bleed
if you're having trouble sleeping the best you can do is put a bright object close to your face and look at it for at least 30 minutes. if that doesn't work you can close your eyes but make sure to think really hard about a bunch of bullshit
an evil malaise encroaches upon my very soul
By Anja Müller, published in Mein lesbisches Auge 03 in 2002
most importantly if you learn about things you will be able to understand art better. or whatever fag shit it is you like
stop misconstruing what i stated above in favor of skimming wikipedia and indulging in media from 50 years ago. read cultural and religious texts. listen to archived lectures about historical subjects. pick up a beginners guide to engineering or computer science. listen to an audiobook of classic literature. study language and anthropology. download a pdf about hydrology or agriculture or manufacturing or demographics for your city. get very very curious about logistics. analyze foreign films from a generation before you were born. investigate medical and biological sciences. educate yourself on philosophy and art. practice mathematics even though it's hard. discover an academic journal for a subject you like. start a book club to discuss political theory. we will persevere through the anti-intellectual information age together
Militant Mary, Elizabeth Kirkman Fitzhugh c. 1913-1918
i need to hang out with people who are not cishet normies every day. before its too late