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upper twenties queer polyamorous acespec nerd who luvs computers, cute shit and plants hates : the bourgeois, terfs, having to do things

[nymori]

It's blizzarding outside - the perfect day to stay in with my needlework. Skeletor agrees.

The pattern is by @stitchedcat!

[futileresist]

this one is in my pattern backlog!!

[nymori]

I can't stop stitching quotes from Over the Garden Wall. This was just a throwaway line! Why am I like this?!

[nymori]

Another bookmark holiday present, this one Cowboy Bebop themed!

[futileresist]

@nymori​ did you draft the pattern? do u have a copy? 

[star-anise]

When I was younger and more abled, I was so fucking on board with the fantasy genre’s subversion of traditional femininity. We weren’t just fainting maidens locked up in towers; we could do anything men could do, be as strong or as physical or as violent. I got into western martial arts and learned to fight with a rapier, fell in love with the longsword.

But since I’ve gotten too disabled to fight anymore, I… find myself coming back to that maiden in a tower. It’s that funny thing, where subverting femininity is powerful for the people who have always been forced into it… but for the people who have always been excluded, the powerful thing can be embracing it.

As I’m disabled, as I say to groups of friends, “I can’t walk that far,” as I’m in too much pain to keep partying, I find myself worrying: I’m boring, too quiet, too stationary, irrelevant. The message sent to the disabled is: You’re out of the narrative, you’re secondary, you’re a burden.

The remarkable thing about the maiden in her tower is not her immobility; it’s common for disabled people to be abandoned, set adrift, waiting at bus stops or watching out the windows, forgotten in institutions or stranded in our houses. The remarkable thing is that she’s like a beacon, turning her tower into a lighthouse; people want to come to her, she’s important, she inspires through her appearance and words and craftwork.  In medieval romances she gives gifts, write letters, sends messengers, and summons lovers; she plays chess, commissions ballads, composes music, commands knights. She is her household’s moral centre in a castle under siege. She is a castle unto herself, and the integrity of her body matters.

That can be so revolutionary to those of us stuck in our towers who fall prey to thinking: Nobody would want to visit; nobody would want to listen; nobody would want to stay.

[heavensghost]

Richard Siken

[catchymemes]

[70sscifiart]

Joseph Lombardero, 1974

[polkadotmotmot]

Samantha Buller - Bales Revistited Once More, 2020

[worldlykid]

I found this really important tiktok about what to do if a Jehovah's Witness or Morman missionary comes to your door:

[thefriendlyneighborhoodpervert]

I spent some time in a Jehovah's Witness church. They're exceptionally skilled at recruiting people into their church. (And I was an ATHEIST)

I left after a couple months, I stayed just long enough to see that they explicitly believe women are inferior to men, and of course, that homosexuality is a sin on par with murder.

The whole missionary door to door thing is NOT how Jehovah's Witnesses recruit. That is how they convince their members that the world is out to get them. One of the first things they teach is that Jesus requires you to try to convert non Christians to the faith. (They say non Christian but mean non JW.)

Then they say, "look how people treat us, just for the crime of wanting to save their soul"

They have long time church members tutor the incoming members to smooth the process over. They're trained to smooth away any doubts you may have about the church.

It is a textbook cult but because it's a Christian cult, nobody will do anything about it.

[shitposting-hobbits-to-gallifrey]

Can someone make a transcript of this video?

[le-toque-toque]

Tiktok user: Hazel.j.hawlik

CC: Here's why you should not try to scare Mormons or Jehovah's Witnesses that come knocking on your door.

It might be funny in the moment to say "Oh, sorry, I can't go to church on Sundays. That's when I sacrifice aborted fetuses to Beelzebub."

But it can be damaging in the long run to anyone that is thinking about escaping their cult.

People who are in cults are told that the outside world is evil, and while they might not like the conditions of the cult that they're in, they're guaranteed that the outside world is ten times worse.

And you trying to scare them away can reinforce those beliefs.

What's recommended by cult experts (and cult escapees) is that you take the time and listen to them if you have the time.

Then you can politely deny, and say "Sorry, I'm not interested," or "Sorry, I'm (this other religion)."

I like to give snacks or bottled water to anyone.

If it's Jehovah's Witness kids, I like to ask if they watch Caleb and Sophia, which is a popular Jehovah's Witnesses cartoon.

The idea is to plant the seed in their mind that the outside world isn't so bad and that they can leave if they want to.

[shitposting-hobbits-to-gallifrey]

Excellent thank you for this transcript!!

[elidyce]

One time I got stopped by a pair working a street corner. The one who coralled me was asking earnestly about my religious beliefs (probably because I happened to be wearing a cross my Nanna gave me) and... I told him. I told him about being a Quaker, about how peaceful and accepting I’d found the Quakers to be, about the belief that you should listen to the ‘still small voice’ inside you, that God is everywhere and in everything, all of it. 

He was really interested, and I told him that if he ever wanted to stop by a Meeting, he’d be welcomed, but not pressured, just wanting to see what’s going on is fine and encouraged. At that point, the other one came and dragged him away - literally dragged. 

I didin’t know all the above then, I was just a Very Literal Person answering his questions. Knowing it now, I hope that what I told him helped him to feel safer in the world, and maybe gave him an avenue of escape.

[anarchist-art]

[spitblossoms]

[flowrbreaths-moved]

“What does it matter? Take it all. I’m fifty years old. There’s only one place in the world I call home and it’s because you’re there. So take it. What difference does it make if I say you can stay or you say I can stay? It’s ours.”  –The Birdcage (1996)

[weltenwellen]

“I panic when my feelings are not clear. It is like staring into a muddy pond, and rather than wait until an ecosystem develops to clear the water, I prefer to drain the pond.”

— Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be

[eaudera]

sun and her clouds

(2020) cr. guttawhite

[70sscifiart]

Alan Tunbridge’s 1974 cover art to The Eighty-Minute Hour: A Space Opera by Brian Aldiss

[tierras]

... i wait and ache. I think I have been healing.

[secifosseluce]

but for real, nothing can match the tenderness, the warmth, the private & public love & fondness of the couple portrayed in the Etruscan Sarcophagus of the Spouses…I mean. look at them:

the way they chose to be pictured in this loving moment, so they could remain together for eternity! she used to be holding what we assume was a tiny pomegranate (a symbol for eternity), and she was pouring perfume in his hand… i….the tenderness. but also the way their bodies connect, almost being inextricably tied to one another; the playfulness of their expressions, the intelligence of their eyes, the expressiveness of their gestures (italian legends lol), and the sweet domesticity of their position, which was typical for dinners with friends - husbands and wives remained under the same blanket and conversed w their guests over dinner…….. 

but most of all. how wordlessly beautiful it is to see their heads from behind, looking (with all the differences in costumes of their time) like a couple we could easily see sitting in front of us at a restaurant. they’re lost in a lively conversation with their friends. the man’s arm is around her shoulders, and she’s laughing, moving her hands animatedly while telling a story. they love each other. it’s a story that never ends. 

[megkips]

It should also be stated that this piece was meant to hold the ashes.  This was someone’s burial piece, and it was the most important thing to them that they and their spouse be depicted together and very visibly in love, and participating in a banquet as was the norm in Etruscan culture.

Etruscan art, especially funerary art, is made of couples.  The Boston Museum of Fine Art holds the burial tomb of the Tetnies families, and both the husband and wife and then their son and his wife?  The tenderness on both pieces is absolutely remarkable.

But nothing, and I truly mean nothing, prepares one for seeing il Sarcofago degli Sposi in person.  You can see them down the corridor in Villa Gulia, and the closer to get, the more inviting they are.  Warmth radiates off of them, off of every angle of this piece, and there is a fluidity and life present that the photographs capture, but seeing them in person only amplifies.

Etruscan art has such liveliness and joy in it, and nothing captures it better than these two.

If you are ever, ever in Rome, go visit them.   It is worth every moment.