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we're not kids anymore.
One Nice Bug Per Day
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
ojovivo
noise dept.
YOU ARE THE REASON

@theartofmadeline

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shark vs the universe

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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

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@opeitsadam
Big meaty men slappin' meat
[Scene from Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves. A little girl approaches Azeem.
Azeem: Salaam, little one!
Girl: Did God paint you?
Azeem: Did God paint me? *laughs* For certain.
Girl: Why?
Azeem: Because Allah loves wondrous variety.]
I first saw this film when I was 11 and it affected me in a lot of ways that only really happen when you’re 11 (young enough for fairy tales, old enough for hormones.) Perhaps this scene affected me most of all. There are certainly things to be said against it (like why would one colour be more “painted” than another), but the basic moral of it has been immensely helpful to me. Not least in dealing with my own coming out process and the way it put me at odds with the church I grew up in.
“Allah loves wondrous variety.”
Looking at the world, at all the wonderful variations both within humanity and beyond, it seems so strange, so petty to have a God that says, “Nope, this one thing, this is how people are supposed to be, everything else is an aberration.”
The cymothoa exigua functions as a prosthetic fish tongue. Sea hares have sex in a conga line. Water bears can survive in outer space. They’re wondrous variety. So am I. So are you.
“I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists: one where my heart is full, my body is loved, and my soul is understood.”
— Melissa Cox
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Your Nazi, white supremisist and racist interpretation of the Nordic Runes are not welcome here (or anywhere).
Fuck off.
#pride #lgbt #lgbtqiaa+ #ally
Covid has killed approximately 36x the amount of US Citizens that 20 years of war in Iraq and Afghanistan. or 62000 Benghazis. or 88.6 9/11s.
The more you know.
“I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists: one where my heart is full, my body is loved, and my soul is understood.”
— Melissa Cox
ستنتهي الحرب، ويتصافح القادة، وتبقى تلك العجوز تنتظر ولدها الشهيد، وتلك الفتاة تنتظر زوجها الحبيب، وأولئك الأطفال ينتظرون والدهم البطل. لا أعلم من باع الوطن ولكنني رأيت من دفع الثمن.
Translation: The war will end, and leaders will shake hands, and the old lady will still wait for her martyred son, and that woman will wait for her beloved husband, and those children will wait for their heroic father. I don't know who sold the homeland, but I have seen who paid the price.
Mahmoud Darwish
“So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me because I, too, am fluent in silence.”
— R. Arnold
Pre-work existential dread: check