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so wildly obnoxious when you agree with the starting point of someone's stance only for them to hard turn into things you DON'T agree with and now you have to defend the thing that was originally annoying you
"too many authors in the current market are focusing on selling 'spice' instead of telling interesting stories"
"oh yeah, i agree. i started reading one that i heard a lot about and it just wasn't-"
"and it's all of these women reading their fucking mommy porn out in public like FREAKS"
*through gritted teeth* "people should be allowed to read whatever they want, and actually these books should be left alone and you should shut up about it"
"Bowl of Water with Night Sky" 2023 oil painting by David Stanger
my little cousin confidently declared that mother nature had a counterpart named daddy electric and i feel like this concept needs to be explored
Daddy Electric and Mother Nature sounds like a cute 70s act
I love that the internet saw people comparing women and other alienated groups of people and went, âtheyâre dating,â and, âthey support each other.â Weâre improving as a society.
Does anyone know who these artists are?? Theyâre brilliant and Iâd like to credit them!!
THIS IS HOW TO TAKE A TRASH OPINION COMIC AND MAKE IT BETTER. THANK YOU.
The best genre to ever have existed
These improved my day
GAY RIGHTS
these are the only things in the world i find worth crying for becayse itâs so fcking cute and wholesome wtf
I WOULD LIKE TO ANNOUNCE THAT THE OG ARTIST GREW OUT OF THEIR IâM NOT LIKE OTHER GIRLS PHASE
AND NOW THE GIRLS ARE CANON
The âguys I respectâ artist also came out as non-binary, generally got more accepting. Itâs growth.
I follow the artist for the book club art! @nomsikka on instagram :)
not to be insensitive but some of the salem witch trials were so funny bitches like âi saw her at the devils sacrament!!!â girl... what were YOU doing at the devils sacrament đ
happy birthday devils sacrament. i wish you were never born
hey everyone "I" have something to show "you"
[ID: A chicken on a beach at sunrise/sunset. Black text around the chicken reads: if you are seeing this / the curse has been lifted / have a good day //End ID]
hey everyone "I" have something to show "you"
btw archive dot org is SUCH a treasury when it comes to out-of-print poetry anthologies⌠i am having the time of my life, truly âŁď¸
some of my bookmarks:
against forgetting: twentieth-century poetry of witness,
postwar polish poetry (edited by czesĹaw miĹosz!),
poems for the millennium: the university of california book of modern & postmodern poetry vol 1 + vol 2,
essential pleasures: a new anthology of poems to read aloud,
poems that make grown women cry + poems that make grown men cry,
the oxford book of short poems,
a book of women poets from antiquity to now,
first loves: poets introduce the essential poems that capitivated and inspired them (so many literary greats!),
the poetsâ grimm: 20th century poems from grimm fairy tales,
disenchantments: an anthology of modern fairy tale poetry,
arthur, the greatest king: an anthology of modern arthurian poems,
chapters into verse: poetry in english inspired by the bible,
killer verse: poems of murder and mayhem,
poetry in medicine: an anthology of poems about doctors, patients, illness, and healing,
a mind apart: poems of melancholy, madness, and addiction,
friendship poems + marriage poems + motherhood poems + fatherhood poems,
billy collinsâ poetry 180 + 180 more,
good poems + good poems for hard times
the penguin book ofâŚÂ modern african poetry + irish poetry + japanese verse + hebrew verse + love poetry + sick verse (sic!)Â
I keep seeing posts claiming that x y or z action you can do to build a better world wonât matter. That capitalism doesnât care, and your own actions dont amount to much.
Itâs so painfully individualistic. Of course me doing that thing isnât going to save anybody or anything.
Im not trying to be a superhero who personally saves the say.
I am one leaf making oxygen in a massive forest of other trees making oxygen. I am doing my best and having faith that millions of others will do their best as well.
Because that can and has made big changes over time. Like. That is just how change happens. Thats cultural shifts. Thats political shifts. Thats how lasting changes happen.
I donât plant milkweed because Iâm personally gonna save monarch butterflies. I plant milkweed because I know thousands of us are gonna plant milkweed and send money to the people fighting horrible pesticides in court.
The standard for change isnât âis my doing this going to change the world?â The standard is âis my doing this part of the shift I want to see my community make?â And if the answer is yes, I do my best.
individualism is the weapon of the enemy, we do not need it, we will not use it
So I just saw the most incredible production of Macbeth that wove parental grief into the whole regicide plot in such a fascinating way.
So at the very beginning of the play there was a scene where Macbeth and Lady Macbeth are at a funeral as the primary mourners. A stretcher is carried on with a covered body. The body was notably very small. They laid flowers on it and Macbeth immediately left for battle.
Now *I* studied Shakespeare in college so I immediately knew there is one single line that implies that the Macbeths lost a child at some point. Most of the time this isn't utilized in productions; it's just a throwaway line, intended to paint just how determined Lady M is for this regicide thing to work and how furious she is that her husband has cold feet. In this production she delivers "I have given suck, and know how tender tis to love the babe that milks me" nearly in tears. She takes a moment to steel herself before saying, "I would while it was smiling in my face, have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums and dashed the brains pit, had I so sworn" and she very nearly SCREAMED this in Macbeth's face.
Also noted was how the Macbeths looked at Macduff's children. Lady M was clutching her heart, nearly breaking watching them embrace their parents. Macbeth could not even look at them.
At the end of Lady Macbeth's plot, when she is sleepwalking and sleeptalking, she is typically portrayed as speaking to no one or to her husband. However, at a certain point of her monologue she got on her knees, raised her voice to a comforting octave, and began miming tear wiping, hand holding, hair and face stroking, around a child-sized figure. "Wash your hands, put on your nightgown, look not so pale. I tell you yet again, Banquoâs buried; he cannot come out onâs grave." Then she stands and appears to take the child's hand. "Go to bed, go to bed. I can hear knocking at the gate-" then she looks down and realizes that no one is there, followed be the most heartbreaking shriek I've ever heard followed by a full minute of her just weeping while curled up on the floor before she stood up, finished her monologue and left the stage.
Most of the time when the loss of a child is utilized in a performance or adaptation, it is assumed that the child was an infant and lost some time ago. To imply that the child died IMMEDIATELY prior to the events of the play and had been cared for and loved by their parents for a few years adds such a fascinating layer to the desperation to ascend to the throne, Lady M's madness, and Macbeth's initial hesitation into "in for a penny, in for a pound" attitude, Macbeth's fury that Banquo's, not his, children will take the throne, and even Macbeth's eventual demise following a frenzied final battle.
How far will grief push you to fill a hole? How far will grief push you to desperation? And what happens when none of your new pursuits are filling the void left by the one you lost? And what happens when you realize you have nothing left to lose?
It was a PHENOMENAL production.
not to be a history fucker on main but the whole mystery of the lost colony of roanoke is so fucking funny
governor of the colony: hey Iâm gonna go back to england to get more supplies
115 colonists: okay
governor: ends up spending 3 years in england bc of a naval war with spain or some shit
governor: gets back to the colony to find everyone gone
governer: sees the word âcroatoanâ, the name of a native american tribe, carved into a post
croatoan tribe: has members and children with blonde hair/blue eyes, pale skin
everyone: what could have happened to the colonists of roanoke
hi! op here. Iâm fucking hyperventilating
OOOO Miniminuteman did a video on this! (This being: Why are we pretending that assimilation into the neighboring tribe isnât the most logical answer?)
He didnât mention the blond hair or pale skin, but he DID mention âgreyâ eyes, along with iron scale (typically found in places where metalworking, a skill Croatoans didnât practice prior to the disappearance, was practiced), and verbal history of grandparents who could âspeak from a pageâ (read books) being found in places the tribe lived after. Thereâs other great stuff in the video I really recommend watching it, if only to see an actual archeologist talk about Roanoke!
does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
the reblog map is all of us holding hands btw
We are each other's night sky. No one is alone here.
night sky continues to get brighter. theres always people here for you
Made a painting of all of us âHolding Handsâ <3
Reblog to hold hands
I have a baby cousin who's Two Spirit.
Their parents are leftists, open minded, pro LGBTQ+, learned to use the right pronouns (to their face at least) all that jazz.
Their Auntie grew up in a remote area, little old fashioned, doesn't really "get" the non binary thing, and hasn't quite got the hang of the singular 'they' yet. But she tries.
When my cousin got injured and couldn't drive their parents shrugged and told them to quit their job.
Their Auntie drove them to and from work every day until they got their cast off.
Which family member do you think they'll ask next time they need help?
Do you want to be ideologically perfect, or do you want to help?
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