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[solarpunksoup]

Resource Masterlist (aka the soup)

LAST UPDATED OCTOBER 14 2022

disclaimer: most of these will pull up my reblog, not the original link. this is in no way me trying to take credit, but it was just easier and more efficient to get the links this way.

if you see your post on here and would like it removed or credited in a certain way, send me a message. i’m more than happy to do that!

this will be continuously updated. click the original post to check if the date has changed.

you can also search “updated version” in my blog to pull up the most recent edit

Gardening + Gardening DIYs

Urban Gardening 101: Heirloom Seeds

Guerrilla Gardening

Seed Saving

Vegetable Growing Cheat Sheet

How to create a bee-friendly backyard or garden

Harsh Winter Gardening (look in notes)

Gardening for Climate Resilience

Sustainable Lawns

Farming While Black

Free Seeds

App for Finding Florida Compatible Plants

Forest Gardening

Making a Dead Hedge

Gardening with Plastic Bottles

Acquiring Gardening Soil

Financially Accessible Gardening w/ Native Plants

General DIY + Non-Sewing Activities

Book: Making Stuff and Doing Things

How to Make Paper

Feeding Birds

Recording Stuff with A Cassette Recorder

Moss graffiti

Dying Fabric with Plants

Plarn (Plastic Yarn)

- Plarn Idea

Wii Gay, U Crimes (nintendo hacking)

3DS & Wii Hacking Guides

Cooking/[Finding] Food

Cooking for Dummies (made up title)

Feeding Large Groups

Where To Dumpster Dive

Frugal Eating Resources

Finding Communal Fruit Trees

Dumpster Diving Legalities

Urban Foraging Safety Advice

Testing Ways to Eat Acorns

Repair/Mending/Sewing

Mending PDF Resources Drive

Free Sewing Patterns that Adjust to your Measurements

Mending Basics

Visible Mending

Cleaning Clothes Tips

Mending Silk

INDEX: Sewing, Mending and Crafts

How to Make a Scrap-Pieced Belt

Accessibility and Mending

Mending a Notebook

Adapting Clothes for Disabilities

Make Your Own Socks

Situational Tips

Small Ecopunk Things You Can Do to Make a Difference

Living in An Abusive Situation Tips

Safety Planning

Bedbound Activism

Coping With Extreme Heat

Accessing Banned Tumblr Posts through IOS

Preparing for a Job Interview

How to Prepare to Die

Thrifting Online Tips

Inspirational Posts

Little Free Boxes

Climate Change Checklist Example

Pallet Bench

Communal Ideas to Change Your Neighborhood

Giving Away Shop

Solarpunk Fashion Inspo

Cottagepunk/ecopunk activities

Shopping

Indigenous Shops Masterlist

More Indigenous Shops

Ultimate Guide to Buying a Bra

PCs over Apple Computers

Misc. Resources, Lists and Google Drives

Solar Energy Stuff You Can Do Now

Mutual Aid App

Replacing Google & Internet Privacy

Youtube Videos on Life Skills

An Anarchist Free Herbal

More Google Drives to Movies, TV Shows, and Books

PDF Textbooks

An Intermediate Guide To Solarpunk: Activism, Vision, and Sharing Ideals

Random Solarpunk Resources

Solarpunk Anti-Boredom Activities

Resources on Ecosocialism

Free Online Courses

What Foodbanks Want

Get Your Vitamin D

DBT Workbook

Baby Punk Masterlist

Want to Learn Something New in 2022?

TooGoodToGo

(Legal) Access to Books/EBooks

The Current Political Spectra

Self Managed Abortion

Supporting Protestors

Resource Doc for Supporting Black Lives

War Anxiety Self Help Resources

Preparing for an Ecologically Unstable Earth

[tagfer]

welcome to the club asshole

[tarenko]

[thebattleblog]

[battle-for-dyke-island]

it’s like a spot the difference game with you people

[maybeophe]

[re-reclass]

[werewolfetone]

It kind of fucks with me that somebody killed ötzi the iceman because ötzi himself is like whatever but the silent presence of human hands that drew back the string of the bow that shot the arrow that killed him is crazy. the idea that there were various people involved in that situation and while one of them has had his last hours painstakingly reconstructed and studied to no end, the others now only exist insofar that an arrowhead had to get into his shoulder somehow. imagine killing someone and then suddenly your entire existence is only a vague shadow implied by the fact that you killed them. much to consider

[werewolfetone]

Testing the mummified bone marrow of ötzi to figure out his ancestry whole time there’s definitely another person, maybe more than one, standing in the room with us but I can never see or speak to them because I only know them through the assurance that they were there too in the form of one single arrowhead. I hate prehistory so much it’s unreal

[angel-derangement]

I hate it too tbh

[oldbutchdanielmolloy]

omg you people can do anything

[shittysawtraps]

(attempting to impress a girl at a party) i was in a saw trap. (remembers that girls like strength) and i wasn’t hurt at all. (remembers that girls like sensitivity.) but i was emotionally scarred. (remembers that details are important to a story) because i pushed a guy into a wood chipper.

[beardedmrbean]

[adreamforthedead]

🚨Wet Beast Alert🚨

running ermine photos by Jacob Buck

[deanwinchesterapologist]

Weed gummy should cost 50¢ and be sold out of vending machines and at corner stores

[chill4234-reblogs]

Hi, yes, question?

What about children?

[deanwinchesterapologist]

I'm sure the kids can scrounge up 50¢

[meltesh28]

Very endeared by how Noelle shares food items with Kris... even if this particular one hasn't happened yet in game

[beardedmrbean]

[max1461]

Yeah they actually did the great work sometime around the mid century. Putrefaction, purification, rubedo, the whole deal. Formed the prima materia into three philosopher's stones and then there was the rising of a red sun, the turning of lead into gold, the merging of male and female. It all happened.

[max1461]

It was a whole thing

[hendiadetic]

i am unfortunately just like other boys. i like cigarettes and horses and cowboy boots and running away from my family and tortillas and blood and fate and baptism metaphors and minimal punctuation

[amajorsystem]

[queraa]

[start ID: and error pop up which reads:

You don't hear her footsteps.

There are three options, however only the last one is clickable:

Keep going

Keep going

Turn around /End ID.]

[the-haiku-bot]

There are three options,

however only the last

one is clickable:

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

[catsuggest]

Cat, can you uh, not sit on my papers...? I needs these...

thank for reachinge out im will consider this request.

[catsuggest]

[beardedmrbean]

[hendiadetic]

you grow up gay as a tiefling in a small village. everyone treats you decently, but you're not stupid. you know what they see when they look at you. you know what they say when you're not there. your father is called erron, your mother is called charity. they name you zherekranith. you grow up. you are smart. you get strong. they respect you. they even trust you to protect them. you want to get stronger. the sage teaches you magic. this is strength like you never knew you could have. you fall in love. you get stronger. you level half the village with one spell, an accident. you kill your parents, your childhood sweetheart. you think about killing yourself. instead, you run away, which is a different kind of death. you are barely 18 and you spend the next five years getting as far away as possible, and as strong as you can. eventually you get on a ship for another planet. it crashlands somewhere else entirely, but you're further away, so you don’t care. you meet people but you have no idea what to make of them. you all fall into a cave. you find a spellbook, and when you touch it, you know this is the power you've been looking for your whole life. in a matter of minutes you are face to face with the biggest animal you have ever seen, and it is going to kill you. it doesn't. you triumph. you're know you're lucky to. you meet a witch. she tries to take the book. you bite her. you would gnaw her arm off like a fox stuck in a trap. you are not letting go of this book. she makes her house fight you. everyone else has equally powerful items and one of them revives you at the cost of his arm. you are not casting spells from this book until you get a chance to study it. you almost die again and meet some guy. you hate him immediately. he's a dick. he sets off all your "this guy is a creep" alarms. he tries to get your book. you say no. you end up hanging off a very long drop with the book in your hand, still refusing to give it to him. he cuts your arm off. he steals everyone else' items and teleports you all, half-dead, onto a hillside, and puts out a warrant for your arrests. you are going to kill this guy. and more importantly, get your book back. he's the king. there's a woman leading the resistance against him. she reminds you of your mother. she hates you. you spend a week running all over and around the city, avoiding being seen, to collect esoteric magic ingredients for a ritual to stop this guy from taking over the world. it distracts you from your brain. it's what you've been doing for years. it feels like home. you don’t even get a single damn moment to study this new and powerful spellbook. you almost die many times. it's fine. you don't put much stock on your life. you don’t even know these people and you’ll die for them. but you're also lucky, and what luck you don't have you make up for in fire(emotionally and literally. you are very passionate. you also know a lot of fire spells). you get another ingredient for the ritual, give it to one of your friends, and then have to split up as you aren’t being stealthy enough, and there is a warrant out for all your arrests. if they find one of you they could catch all of you. you are hiding in an alleyway. the guy finds you and puts an antimatter rifle to the back of your head.

you wake up with nothing, in a pit of ash. your friends are above you. you've been dead for days. you have been having visions. you need to kill this guy. and you get your book back. you work with a different guy to get your power back(he's also kind of a dick). he asks you why you do magic. you panic and say "to set shit on fire". because that's what you've been doing, and also you're not baring your soul to this guy. he's a dick. he tells you you're the most powerful wizard he's ever heard of. you think about killing yourself. you've been on this planet for about 2 weeks. you would, and have, died for these people you now call your friends. the night before the final push of the counter ritual, before everyone goes to sleep, you are sitting round the fire, and they start sharing secrets they've been holding onto. you ask if they want to hear yours. they ask if you want to tell. you ask if they want to hear. (somewhere else, farther away than you can possibly comprehend, the same number of people sit around a kitchen table and one says, "we should probably move on, if we want time to do the battle this session". everyone else agrees. one of them still wonders if they wanted to hear). you do not sleep that night. it is the first time you have rested in years. you think you hear your dead girlfriend talking to you. she's being a little mean. the final, cumulative battle does not matter. it happens. no one dies, except the guy. you didn't kill him. it's fine. you were busy supporting the counter-ritual. whatever. you don’t care. no one else died and that's whats important. not revenge or anything. you can finally do what you were trying to do this whole time, which you kind of forgot about, which was get the king's key to unlock a door in the mountain that leads somewhere far away. everyone's in decent spirits, but it's a long walk. when you get there, there's some sort of cult doing some sort of ritual. it's on one of your friend's adopted daughter. he rushes in to save her. you are right on his heels. as soon as he crosses the threshold it completes the ritual. they have put a god into her physical form and she is going to destroy the planet. it is going to cause untold death and destruction. it is apocalyptic. you feel you have time to do one thing. 6 seconds, if you had to put a timer on it. one action, you could say, if you were feeling whimsical. you open the book. you read out one of the spells. you know immediately that you have made it worse. a wizard steps out of thin air, and thanks you for releasing him. he is setting off your "this guy is a creep" alarms. he makes cryptic small talk with you and tries to teleport away without actually saying anything. you counterspell it, more on impulse than actually caring what he has to say. he wants to take your book. he asks if he can leave this time, like a dick. you'll deign to let him. you don't want to find out what will happen if he stays. you're also out of spell slots. you have probably doomed the world and everyone thinks you did it on impulse. it’s the thing you have thought the most about since you can remember. for some reason that's where the story ends. (somewhere else, so far away, six kids leave for university, and one says, "we're probably never gonna finish this, so i'm gonna tell you guys roughly what i had planned, lol...") 

[hendiadetic]

getting over my disordered eating habits by giving myself a feeding kink