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Thoughts on being aroace
psst. hey
people who are legal adults who want their tubes tied or top surgery etc etc should be able to do so full stop.
"oh but what if they regret it for the rest of their lives"
okay. so what.
Adults make decisions about our lives, that's what being an adult is. We may decide to get a face tattoo, or quit a promising job, or join the army, or move to another country.
That's practically all we do as adults. We make decisions that effect the rest of our life, and then we live, or sometimes die, accordingly. Maybe i'll spend the rest of my life regretting telling my influential boss he doesn't know his ass from a hole in the ground, but, as an adult, that's the kind of life decision i am allowed to make for myself. And after all, it might be the best thing i ever did. It's my life, and i get to do all the fucking around and all the finding out i want to.
surgical transition, or sterilization, or whatever... is exactly the same. If you aren't going to let a legally adult person decide for themself about that stuff, then you can't let them get a tattoo or move to Florida either
i ended up liking how gendered french is solely because i can say that i want people to use he/him pronouns for me the same way they use it for angels, blood and blunts
i asked a trans friend to give me her fem version of this and she said that people should use she/her with her the same way they use it for the sea, flesh and stuffed toys
I don’t speak French but I speak Spanish and I’m nonbinary so the whole gendered language thing is… difficult. I couldn’t get this post out of my head and so I wrote a poem. It's a first draft but i just had to get it out there
It’s called “Masculino como el amor, femenino como la espada”
Si tienes que usar el masculino conmigo, usa el masculino cómo lo usas para el azúcar para el lobo el amor y el mar. Pero si tienes que usar el femenino, úsalo cómo lo usas para la tierra para la anaconda la guerra y la mar. Llámame masculino cómo el día cómo el melocotón el pecho y la cometa. O, llámame femenino cómo la noche cómo la piedra la leche y la mano. Masculino cómo el viento, femenino cómo la tormenta. El hueso, la sangre. El mito, la magia. El sol, la luna. Si tienes que usar el masculino conmigo, o si tienes que usar el femenino, llámame femenino con la boca y la lengua o llámame masculino con los dientes y los pulmones. O si puedes llámame por mi nombre. Llámame yo.
Translation: Masculine like love, feminine like the sword
If you have to use the masculine for me, use the masculine like you use it for sugar for the wolf love and the sea. But if you have to use the feminine, use it like you use it for earth for the anaconda war and the sea. Call me masculine like the day like the peach the chest and the comet. Or, call me feminine like the night like the stone the milk and the hand. Masculine like the wind, feminine like the storm. The bone, the blood. The myth, the magic. The sun, the moon. If you have to use the masculine for me, or if you have to use the feminine, call me feminine with your mouth and your tongue or call me masculine with your teeth and your lungs. Or if you can call me by my name. Call me myself.
no one speak to me this poem cut me open
alsdkfjalsdkj thaaaaanks! I made a few typos but i'm fairly proud of it hehe
Finally some good fucking news
they concluded that the rats were having fun partially bc the rats voluntarily initiated games, hopped around joyfully and teased researchers by pretending to come close and then skittering away. rats are Very Good
These scientists are getting grant money to play games with rats all day and that is just, living the dream.
you know what, I’m not done posting about baby bats!!!
here is a fact for you: rescued baby bats are regularly given little blankets and swaddled up like itty bitty bat burritos! this is a whole Thing
Oh, and sometimes they get tiny pillows!
And they get fed out of teensy baby bottles!
They are even given mini bat pacifiers to nurse on 💕
in conclusion, here is a baby bat yawning:
BABY BATS!!!
REESE WITHERSPOON AS ELLE WOODS LEGALLY BLONDE (2001) Dir. Robert Luketic
Customer Service Wolf.
That wolf embodies the thoughts of most in customer service
Ancient lock mechanism
Oh that’s great! There are many pictures of this type of lock around, but when it comes to locks, you need a video/gif to illustrate how it works, right?
This is ye olde pin tumbler lock, an Egyptian (c.2000 BCE) improvement of an older Assyrian (c.4000 BCE) design:
It spread out from Egypt and it was used for thousands of years. The modern ubiquitous Yale lock is also called a pin tumbler, since it’s an elaborate (and tubular) version of the same basic concept.
Cool!
I’d seen the last gif, but I get it so much better after seeing the simpler larger and older version first.
fucking hate it when the stuff everybody says "actually works" does actually work.
hate exercising and realizing i've let go of a lot of anxiety and anger because i've overturned my fight-or-flight response.
hate eating right and eating enough and eating 3 times a day and realizing i'm less anxious and i have more energy
hate journaling in my stupid notebook with my stupid bic ballpoint and realizing that i've actually started healing about something once i'm able to externalize it
hate forgiving myself hate complimenting myself more often hate treating myself with kindness hate taking a gratitude inventory hate having patience hate talking to myself gently
hate turning my little face up to the sun and taking deep breaths and looking at nature and grounding myself and realizing that i feel less burdened and more hopeful, more actually-here, that i am able to see the good sides of myself more clearly, that i am able to see not only how far i have to grow - but also how much growth i have already done & how much of my life i truly fill with light and laughter and love
horrible horrible horrible. hate it but i'm gonna do it tho
The seething continues.
"what's your dream job??" Uhh to have 17 weird little hobbies that I don't have to be good at and hang out with friends. I get money via being the world's specialist little princess
the most fucked up part of long long time is that the bill/frank storyline only took 40 minutes. the rest of the episode is still monumentally important dont get me wrong but it's so fucking wild that they did. THAT. in 40 minutes. what most movies can't do in two plus hours, what most tv shows can't accomplish in seasons. its mind-boggling. the most touching, poignant, well acted, genuine, down to earth, bittersweet romance. between two men in their fifties and beyond. a first love. a life of good days making it worth the bad. like. just sandwiched casually in the middle of an apocalyptic drama. what the fuck??
about five months ago, Jina Mahsa Amini was killed in police custody and for the past five months, people have protested in the streets, they have chanted "Women, Life, Freedom".
I never thought a woman's death would start a revolution, why? because like everybody I live in a misogynistic society. but then it started and it's still going. I don't know if you know this or not, but the government is poisoning schoolgirls and I haven't attended school for the past week. Yesterday, there was a huge protest across the country against the chemical attacks of schools. People chanted "Women, Life, Freedom" and it just makes me tear up; a slogan that has first been chanted in Kurdistan is now being chanted by everyone across the country.
It's a beautiful slogan and it's all we want; Today is the international women's day and I wanted to remind you guys about our revolution, our feminist revolution. so yeah, we're still fighting and we're not going to stop.
"Revolution is a woman's home; because she has no other place to stay." with the name of Hadis Najafi(a protester who was killed during the uprising), walls of Iran, 2022
“Trauma permanently changes us. This is the frightening truth about betrayal. You never really get over it. At best, you grieve and make some kind of peace with it. But a major life disruption leaves a new normal behind. There’s no going back to who you were before.”
— Unknown
This is Nicole. She is an amazing Canadian wood-splitting machine.
I have a huge pet peeve about people swinging axes and sledgehammers without using the kinetic chain. You have to use your entire body to get real power in your swing. And in so many movies you see actors just trying to chop things with only their arms. But Nicole has perfect form. And cute pajamas.
I'm not sure if she is technically a lumberjill. I think she just refers to herself as a wood splitter. Either way, she is badass.
I am astonished to see that people are enjoying this post for other reasons than perfect axe-swinging form using the kinetic chain.
Ya'll thristy as heck.
@ziggystarlust I'm SO glad you asked!
I was definitely NOT waiting for someone to ask so I could nerd out about a super cool thing the human body is capable of.
The kinetic chain is what allows highly powerful athletic motion. It is a concept where every part of your body is linked like a chain and you can transfer energy from one chainlink to the next. That energy accumulates as it travels along your body and once it reaches the end of the chain, you can deliver explosive results.
Like gloriously splitting a giant log with one beautiful swing.
So, our lovely wood splitting hero is not just using her ample, perfectly toned arm muscles to deliver the axe blow. She is planting her feet, bending her knees, compressing her torso, twisting her shoulders, swinging her arms, flexing her wrists, and gripping the handle with her fingers.
All of that energy is transferred up the chain from her toes to her fingies. Combine that with holding the axe at the end of the handle for maximum leverage and you can make logs cleave in two like a hot knife through butter.
A major league pitcher is another great example. Randy Johnson was a very tall and lanky fellow at 6'10". He did not even have huge, powerful, super attractive muscles. Nor did he have cute pajamas. I'm not thirsty YOU are thirsty so shut up about it. But he did have a very loooong body and thus, a long kinetic chain. And by using his entire body to generate energy, he was able to pitch 100mph fastballs capable of disintegrating birds.
In conclusion... the kinetic chain is amazing!
Except for that bird maybe.
This is Nicole. She is an amazing Canadian wood-splitting machine.
I have a huge pet peeve about people swinging axes and sledgehammers without using the kinetic chain. You have to use your entire body to get real power in your swing. And in so many movies you see actors just trying to chop things with only their arms. But Nicole has perfect form. And cute pajamas.
I'm not sure if she is technically a lumberjill. I think she just refers to herself as a wood splitter. Either way, she is badass.
I am astonished to see that people are enjoying this post for other reasons than perfect axe-swinging form using the kinetic chain.
Ya'll thristy as heck.
@ziggystarlust I'm SO glad you asked!
I was definitely NOT waiting for someone to ask so I could nerd out about a super cool thing the human body is capable of.
The kinetic chain is what allows highly powerful athletic motion. It is a concept where every part of your body is linked like a chain and you can transfer energy from one chainlink to the next. That energy accumulates as it travels along your body and once it reaches the end of the chain, you can deliver explosive results.
Like gloriously splitting a giant log with one beautiful swing.
So, our lovely wood splitting hero is not just using her ample, perfectly toned arm muscles to deliver the axe blow. She is planting her feet, bending her knees, compressing her torso, twisting her shoulders, swinging her arms, flexing her wrists, and gripping the handle with her fingers.
All of that energy is transferred up the chain from her toes to her fingies. Combine that with holding the axe at the end of the handle for maximum leverage and you can make logs cleave in two like a hot knife through butter.
A major league pitcher is another great example. Randy Johnson was a very tall and lanky fellow at 6'10". He did not even have huge, powerful, super attractive muscles. Nor did he have cute pajamas. I'm not thirsty YOU are thirsty so shut up about it. But he did have a very loooong body and thus, a long kinetic chain. And by using his entire body to generate energy, he was able to pitch 100mph fastballs capable of disintegrating birds.
In conclusion... the kinetic chain is amazing!
Except for that bird maybe.
The Lament for Icarus 2020, Miao He
ID. A realistic painting based on the lament for icarus by herbert james draper, an oil painting from 1898. the original shows a fallen icarus with wings outstretched, surrounded by three naked nymphs, one with a lyre. this painting appears to be set on another planet, with rocky hills in the background and jupiter looming in the green sky. the three nymphs surround an astronaut in an orange space suit, who lies with arms outstretched partway out of an airlock on a crashed space vessel. one of the solar wings of the vessel, like that of a satellite, is shattered and is arranged like an extension of the astronaut's outstretched arm in line with the wings in the original painting. End ID.
I have never bought a print so fast.
I never see anyone talk about how recovery can be harder to go through than the trauma itself. Read it again. Recovery can be harder than surviving your trauma was the first time around.
The first time, I was heavily dissociated.
The first time, despite being abused and lacking secure attachment to reliable caregivers, I was small enough to not know how bad it was.
The first time, it was someone else's job to fix.
The first time, I didn't have to also juggle adult responsibilities like running a household.
The first time, I hadn't learned self-destructive coping mechanisms like substance abuse and suicidal ideation. All I knew was to exist in whatever moment I was in, even if it was bad.
The first time, my body was more resilient.
The first time, I could name so many reasons why I was able to keep going and neatly bury my trauma so that I could cope with my life.
Sometimes it hurts more when you're an adult looking back with everything you know now, fully aware of how awful the things that happened to you were. When you can see things clearly because the band-aid has been ripped off, and there's no pretending that things are ok. The burden gets heavier when you're ultimately the only one who can step in to save you. When you can't shut down and become a shell every day because you have too much to do, you have to somehow force yourself to function. You start tearing yourself apart trying to push things down like you used to, but this time, you can't. It catches up to you faster and faster regardless. Your body is tired. Tired of it. And now you're old enough to think about how you just don't know if you can take it anymore because you look back and things have been hurting for so long.
Sometimes the recovery is brutal in a whole new way compared to the original trauma itself.