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the moon does its best to heal your suffering underneath the light of dusk. you find solace in the silence because it cannot be taken from you.
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she forces her bones to snap back into place where they were once fractured. her breaths are weak, her movements cautious, but she still stands.
Noor Shirazie, into the wildfire: battle scars (via noorshirazie)
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i do not want to have you to fill the empty parts of me i want to be full on my own i want to be so complete i could light a city and then i want to have you cause the two of us combined could set it on fire
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PREACH! It’s going to reach the St Pete/Tampa area on my birthday, and I’m just like “yes gawd, thanks for the free day from work.” Hurricane Party anyone?
Who says Mexico was the land of tacos and burritos?
Let me teach a little something about Mexican culture. Contrary to popular belief that we are all burrito/taco/chili with beans eaters, that is HIGHLY incorrect! (In fact, we didn’t even invent Chili!) Our vast variety of gastronomy is known as the most renowned in the world, and our food has been famously stamped with the logo by many people as, “There is no other food like Mexico’s food.” We have a huge variety of dishes, as many as 200 different dishes from EACH state of Mexico. We have more than 30 ways of preparing eggs, and over 450 ways to use chile in recipes! These top 10 above are my personal favorite Mexican dishes, where I will also link you the recipes to each one in English, in order! With a new movie coming out in October following Hispanic culture, and Dia De Los Muertos slowly creeping upon us, I felt it a fun idea to share these amazing delicacies with all of you!
1.) Huevos Rancheros (Rancher Eggs)
2.) Tamales
3.) Mole Con Pollo Poblano (Mole with Chicken)
4.) Chile Relleno (Stuffed Chile)
5.) Chilaquiles
6.) Pozole
7.) Enchiladas
8.) Pan Dulce (Sweet Bread; also a HUGE thing during Day of the Dead)
9.) Tostada
10.) Chile en Nogada (Chile in Nogada; a sort of walnut based cream)
Enjoy, and I hope you all learned something today!
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“Sit down, I’m not for male consumption.”
23 Emotions people feel, but can’t explain
Sonder: The realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own.
Opia: The ambiguous intensity of Looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable.
Monachopsis: The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.
Énouement: The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self.
Vellichor: The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.
Rubatosis: The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.
Kenopsia: The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.
Mauerbauertraurigkeit: The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like.
Jouska: A hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.
Chrysalism: The amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.
Vemödalen: The frustration of photographic something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist.
Anecdoche: A conversation in which everyone is talking, but nobody is listening
Ellipsism: A sadness that you’ll never be able to know how history will turn out.
Kuebiko: A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.
Lachesism: The desire to be struck by disaster – to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire.
Exulansis: The tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it.
Adronitis: Frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone.
Rückkehrunruhe: The feeling of returning home after an immersive trip only to find it fading rapidly from your awareness.
Nodus Tollens: The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore.
Onism: The frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.
Liberosis: The desire to care less about things.
Altschmerz: Weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had – the same boring flaws and anxieties that you’ve been gnawing on for years.
Occhiolism: The awareness of the smallness of your perspective.
“I tell people that I’m black and Mexican. I don’t say half black and half Mexican. It’s a difference when you tell people that you aren’t half and half because it’s an invitation for people to feel you out and ask you how black or how Mexican you are. So I want to emphasize that my parents are two full people and that they didn’t give half of themselves to me, they gave all of themselves to me, so it’s about double and not half, so I say black and Mexican.” 📷: @mychivas
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Grupo folklorico ‘África en la piel’ de Cuajinicuilapa, Guerrero, México
Folkloric dance group in Cuajinicuilapa, Guerrero, Mexico
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Why do I write? Cause I have to. Cause my voice, in all its dialects has been silenced too long. Cause women are still abused as naturally as breath. Peoples are still without land. Slavery exists, hunger persists and mothers cry. My mother cries. Those are reasons enough, but there are so many more.
Suheir Hammad, author's preface “Born Palestinian, Born Black”
one of the most beautifully said explanations for the power/ use of writing
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Climate Change Makes Parts Of The Navajo Nation Uninhabitable
A third of the Navajo Nation is now covered with sand dunes —the result of climate change. Roads, corrals, entire homes have been buried in sand, creating what President Obama calls “climate change refugees.” Thirty-foot-tall sand dunes the color of flower pots flank the road to the now dry Tolani Lake on the Navajo Nation.
At one time, streams flooded the road. Today it’s sand. The community has frequently bulldoze the dunes, but they creep back as much as 40 feet a year.
“It’s a losing battle, unfortunately,” said Margaret Hiza Redsteer, a research scientist for the U.S. Geological Survey. “They have to plow the road quite frequently to keep the road open so they can get in and out to their house.”
When you add up sand, heat, water scarcity and dust storms you can see from space, you start to hear terms like “uninhabitable.” That’s the word Carletta Chief used to describe parts of the Navajo Nation. She’s a member of the tribe and an assistant professor at the University of Arizona.
For the Navajo, the land where you are born is sacred. And generations ago the federal government allotted each family a parcel, a permanent homeland. “And even to move from one community to the next is nearly impossible because your ancestral land is where your family has lived for many, many years,” Chief said.
Researcher Margaret Hiza Redsteer said many livestock overgraze and that’s left the land barren. Without plants to hold the land in place, the sand dunes become mobile. One invasive plant has made matters worse: tumbleweed. That inappropriately romanticized symbol of the Western colonization is a scourge of the Navajo landscape.
Hiza Redsteer plucked a baby tumbleweed out of the sandy ground. She said the tumbleweed, or salsola, chokes out native plants that hold the sand dunes in place.
“It’s very effective at drawing moisture out of the ground, much more effective than the native plant species,” she said. “So during a drought the salsola will get the upper hand simply because it’s more efficient at drawing moisture out of the soil.”
Tumbleweed is an invasive species from Russia that outlives native plants that hold sand dunes in place. Then when the wind blows, the tumbleweed detaches, tumbles and spreads its many seeds.
Photojournalist Rubén Espinoza, 4 Others, Killed in Mexico City
Mexican photojournalist Rubén Espinosa thought he’d be safe in Mexico City. He feared for his life in Veracruz, felt Governor Javier Duarte was out to get him.
Today, Rubén is dead. His captors bound his hands, torturing him before shooting him twice, reports said. His body, along with those of four of his friends, were found dead in a colonia Narvarte apartment late Friday night. Friends and colleagues of Espinosa hold the governor of Veracruz responsible.
Espinosa is the 13th Veracruza-based journalist to be killed under Duarte’s four years as governor. Let us not forget Rubén and other Mexican journalists killed by those fearful of the truth. Justice for Rubén!
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