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*~*~Lynx~*~* {adult} {gemini virginian} {she} 🎶

[longseasons]

does anyone like me and want to understand me

[taurzza]

And now I'm reaching out with every note I sing and I hope it gets to you on some pacific wind wraps itself around you and whispers in your ear tells you that I miss you and I wish that you were here

[louisealzzz]

awababwbabwbabwa

[yorgen-sh]

[littlefluffbutt]

Scruba dub dub🐢

[pastperfectcontinuous]

bell hooks mentioned going through a time in her life where she was severely depressed and suicidal and how the only way she got through it was through changing her environment: She surrounded her home with buddhas of all colors, Audre Lorde’s A Litany for Survival facing her as she wakes up, and filling the space she saw everyday with reinforcing objects and meaningful books. She asks herself each day, “What are you going to do today to resist domination?” I also really liked it when she said that in order to move from pain to power, it is crucial to engage in “an active rewriting of our lives.”

[ritavonbees]

I have come to think of the suicidal impulse as the brain waving a flag to say three things:

something needs to change here

this is urgent

I don’t know how to do it

death is the ultimate metaphor for drastic change. it’s a general specific. whatever your problems are, it is very likely that dead people don’t have to deal with them. a real solution to your problems may demand a very narrow range of action that’s likely to be out of reach at this moment, but death is sold on every street corner, so it feels like a more realistic fantasy than happiness.

you don’t really want to die per se but it’s also not completely random chemicals swamping your brain for no reason. you want the pain to stop, you want to be somewhere else, you want to be someone else. it’s urgent. you don’t know how to do it. the end is not the end but a means that feels within your reach right now.

this is the wisdom of bell hooks: daily rituals of meaning and resistance and solidarity are part of slowly building a future where you can make the change you really need. and only alive people can do that. every step you take towards change and power is another step away from death.

[evies-grace]

Tsuki, in her First Quarter phase 😌🌓✨

[thebreakfastgenie]

Quand il faut expliquer la pâtisserie à un Américain: imaginez un hamburger

[crowboy-bebop]

unauthorized fucking thing!!!!!!

(warning: loud chirping throughout)

source: hellgate osprey cam

[curlicuecal]

[bobdylanyaoi]

“Subverting” Catholic art? Oh, okay. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You log onto the internet and you post about how “Wound of Christ” from Psalter and Prayer Book of Bonne de Luxembourg, attributed to Jean le Noir, c.1349, for instance, looks like a vulva because you're trying to tell the world that you enjoy Catholic art and imagery in an alternative, queer, risqué way that challenges Christian beliefs. But what you don't know is that that stigma isn’t just a vulva. It's not just a mandorla. It's not just yonic. It's actually intentionally erotic. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that around 1297, Saint Angela of Foligno experienced a vision of Christ himself, who called her to put her mouth to the wound in his side and lick the freshly flowing blood. And then I think it was Saint Catherine of Siena who drank blood and a clear liquid from the wound before receiving a ring made from Christ’s foreskin? And then graphically erotic encounters with the side wound of Christ quickly showed up in the writings of eight different mystics. And then the yonic interpretation of the stigmata filtered down through the illuminated manuscripts and then trickled on down into some pseudo-intellectual corner of the internet…where you, no doubt, fished it out of some Pinterest board. However, that interpretation represents hundreds of years and countless visions of religious ecstasy. And it's sort of comical how you think that you've come up with an idea that exempts you from Christian theology when, in fact…you're posting an image that was sexualized for you by the very Medieval saints you think you’re so different than…from “subverted” Catholic art.

[sergeifyodorov]

I don't read as much fic as I used to but one "tell" for non Canadians writing us, besides the etransfer, is the units you use to describe us measuring something. I hate to tell you this but The Chart is real and it's completely subconscious. Please abide

[demotu-writes]

ETA the chart (or at least a version of it):

ETA2: we do use inches/miles in poetic ways ("he was lost in thought/miles away" or "his lips were a bare inch away").

Also, the length of a dick is in inches for SURE.

[a-book-of-creatures]

I still say this from time to time. When I need it most.

From Miss Piggy's Guide to Life (Henry Beard, 1981).

[lynxsilver]

[bovineblogger]

this is what i was talking about by the way

[english-history-trip]

We find that at present the human race is divided into one wise man, nine knaves, and ninety fools out of every hundred. That is, by an optimistic observer. The nine knaves assemble themselves under the banner of the most knavish among them, and become 'politicians'; the wise man stands out, because he knows himself to be hopelessly outnumbered, and devotes himself to poetry, mathematics, or philosophy; while the ninety fools plod off under the banners of the nine villains, according to fancy, into the labyrinths of chicanery, malice and warfare.

It is pleasant to have command, observes Sancho Panza, even over a flock of sheep, and that is why the politicians raise their banners. It is, moreover, the same thing for the sheep whatever the banner. If it is democracy, then the nine knaves will become members of parliament; if fascism, they will become party leaders; if communism, commissars. Nothing will be different, except the name. The fools will be still fools, the knaves still leaders, the results still exploitation.

As for the wise man, his lot will be much the same under any ideology. Under democracy he will be encouraged to starve to death in a garret, under fascism he will be put in a concentration camp, under communism he will be liquidated.

- T. H. White, The Book of Merlyn

[snoopyoftheday]

snoopy of the day

[gif87a-com]

[zukosgay]

is germany okay

[soloontherocks]

oh scheiße

[unscharf-an-den-raendern]

This isn’t quite how I imagined the second coming of Christ.

[not-a-slayer-of-dragons]

What makes this funnier is that I’m pretty sure that’s at the station for cologne cathedral

[i-dont-crow]

It is and everytime I see that hole I think of this video

[babtest]

Remembered to check at the station today and report that

The structural stigmata are still there

[keepcalmandcarriefischer]

Why are the 4 holes?? Maybe 5?

[official-german-puns]

It’s his daily commute.

[thatswhywelovegermany]

#it is written that twice did jesus stumble and twice did the cross strike nearby architecture #so really this is method acting

[ninatastic]

Unfortunately they repaired it recently

[pluto-rain-her]

Es hängen jetzt sogar Schilder dort:

In Kölsch, Deutsch und Englisch 😂

[amnhnyc]

Armed with dagger-like claws that can grow up to 4 in (10 cm) long, the Southern Cassowary (Casuarius casuarius) can leap nearly 7 ft (2 m) high and deliver a fatal kick. Often considered the world’s most dangerous bird, this powerful animal can exceed weights of 130 lbs (59 kg) and reach heights of 6 ft (1.8 m). Despite its fearsome reputation, this typically shy species prefers to avoid human contact and can be found in the rainforests of northeastern Australia and New Guinea. 

Photo: Tiaangobius20, CC BY-SA 4.0, Wikimedia Commons