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A green economy means the closure of coal-fired power plants and the decommissioning of the fossil oil and gas industry. For the owners of fossil energy plants, this means the expropriation of private property. Our current industry means polluted air, dirty water, more disease, profit for the rich, and poverty for most.
Yes, a green economy means the abolition of civilization as we know it. A transition to a green economy will make a biblical era:
āThen the angel showed me the river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb down the middle of the great street of the city. On each side of the river stood the tree of life, bearing twelve crops of fruit, yielding its fruit every month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations. (Revelation 22)
I am loveās weakest soldier. I donāt believe in making that shit work. Donāt like their family that theyāre super close to? Break up. Donāt like their friends? Break up. Wedding planning drama? Break up or elope. They cheated? IMMEDIATE break up. Theyāre jealous? Break up. They donāt like your pet? Break up. You hate the squalor of their apartment? Youāre not obligated to teach a grown adult how to do basic chores, break up. They keep trying to start arguments? Break up. There is nothing definably wrong with them but youāre not feeling it? Out the door.
I get fighting for your relationship in some of these scenarios if you share assets or are married but if youāre just dating and theyāre already making your life worse than it would be if you were single, go be single.
tier 1 media analysis: why did blorbo do that
tier 2 media analysis: what is the story communicating by setting things up so that blorbo would do that
tier 3 media analysis: what does it say about society that stories keep being set up in these ways
tier 1 media analysis: why did blorbo do that
tier 2 media analysis: what is the story communicating by setting things up so that blorbo would do that
tier 3 media analysis: what does it say about society that stories keep being set up in these ways
being sick & miserable objectively sucks, but it has become significantly easier to cope with since learning that āsickness behaviorā is a well documented part of the bodyās immune response
feeling not only physically but also emotionally like fucking garbage is unfortunately an extremely effective way to force your body to prioritize fighting infection & keeping you alive. i donāt have to like it, but knowing why i get weepy & pathetic when sick does help at least a little
i just found out that this is not common knowledge and am reblogging so more people know
YOUR BODY DOES THIS ON PURPOSE
YOU ARE NOT A BAD PERSON BECAUSE OR "WEAK" WHEN YOU ARE SICK IF YOU CAN"T CARRY ON AS NORMAL
Annoyed that two of my "friends" purposefully left put the fact that two other people I'm not fans of (BECAUSE THEM AND THEIR HUSBANDS ARE šers) would be joining us for a sit-down brunch š„“ Woof. One thing that pisses me off is when people remove my agency by obscuring information they know will upset me. It's manipulative, and that doesn't feel good. Friends don't manipulate each other.
I get that they wanted me to be there with the rest of their friends but they all make up a friend group from *high school* that I wasn't a part of even back then (despite going to the same high school as the rest of them) so I just wasted several hours of my life faking nice and biting my tongue.
It's frustrating to go to an event thinking you'll meet some new people along with familiar faces only to be bored/drained by the exact same social dynamic you've seen go down for 16 (yes... SIXTEEN) years.
And tbh I already have a white husband. If I go to a majority black social event I don't want to be stuck at a table with white girls from HIGH SCHOOL that don't engage in the activity that connects everyone at the gathering (running/working out)š„“
Aaaaand now ........ I know to keep it to the actually athletic gatherings/skip the social events š
i hate it when you're heating something up in the microwave and it starts to go snap crackle pop so you take it out but it's still completely cold. shut up then??
Alright kids say it with me
My thoughts donāt make me a bad person
My feelings donāt make me a bad person
My thoughts, feelings, and impulses only exist inside my head, and none of it matters unless I act on it
Nobody can see my thoughts or emotions
The only things anyone can see and judge me on are my actions
Thereās no such thing as a thought crime
thank u
On the subject about parents needing to control their child's reading and invade their privacy in order to "protect" them from "inappropriate material:
Until I was in....college? At least? The vast, vast majority of the books I read were either a) assigned by my school or b) (the vast majority of my reading) provided to me by my mother.
My mom is a librarian. She filled our rooms with books, picked especially for us. She pointed out books on the shelves in our home library (separate from our bedroom shelves) that she thought we would like. She bought us books for birthdays, Christmas, and just stacks of recommendations. She once paid me $10 to read one of the Cirque Du Freak books because she said I needed "to be exposed to bad literature."
She respected my privacy in room, didn't go through my belongings. She explicitly pointed out to us that she wouldn't know if we took a particular book of the shelf, as long as we returned it, if we didn't want her to know we were reading it. She purposely brought us books that she didn't care for herself, because she thought we might find them valuable or enjoyable.
And if we wanted to read something she thought might upset or disturb us, she would explain why. She wouldn't stop us from reading it - just ask us to check in with her, to talk through it.
And so when I read something that upset or disturbed me, I would go to her. She would listen and talk through it with me.
If she said she didn't think I would like something, or that a book might disturb me, or that she thought I should wait until I was older, I listened to her.
She didn't need restrictions or control to protect me. Because she proved I could trust her.
Controlling kids is never about "protecting" them. It's just about control.