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@myrtillus
they should invent joints that dont hurt
shout out to disabled people who;
are grieving because of their disability
are angry because of their disability
are exhausted because of their disability
are scared because of their disability
and shout out to people with disabilities in general.
everybody supports disabled people until we’re inconveniencing them.
everybody supports people with chronic pain conditions until we have to cancel plans because we’re in immobilising pain.
everybody supports people with brain damage until we need extra support, until we have memory issues and forget basic information, until we have immobilising migraines.
everybody supports disabled people until we are disabled.
have you joined the chronic pain club today? it's not too late!
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There is no separation from who you are now and who you aspire to be. You’re her now. Act like it.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Of Us
O how we lov’d
field and forest
lavender and green
songbirds and periwinkle
all things beginning
as the sun grew strong
the ocean bold
we sailed that season
of yellow gold
into the arms of harvest
of plenty
of languid sigh
of blessings many
now the cycle
completes its journey
flushed with memory
of gracious roses
watercolour skies
of us
O how we lov’d
artist -Edith Holden
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