TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Monterey Bay Aquarium
art blog(derogatory)
NASA
roma★
KIROKAZE
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Xuebing Du
Cosmic Funnies
trying on a metaphor
Kiana Khansmith
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
#extradirty
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Jules of Nature
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
ellievsbear
almost home
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@peepholeinmybrain
something to think about.
the narrative that centers veterans as the primary subjects of PTSD is a colonialist/imperialist narrative that values masculine warriors in service of empire. sexual and domestic violence, linked to patriarchy, is irrelevant.
THANK U
I have PTSD and the bolded is 100% truth. - K
My dad recently told me, “There are many people who will put you down. Don’t be one of them.”
And that sticks with me every single day.
please do not let ferguson die out like everything else big does. do not let this die out. do not let this continue on for three days and then everyone forget about it. do not let this happen.
queue this post up 3 days from now, a week from now, a month from now, a month from then. make sure even if you forget your blog will remember.
Nice things to whisper when hugging someone
-you smell different when you’re awake -please help me (then smile as if nothing happened) -soon -you have lovely skin, I can’t wait to wear it -your hair tastes like strawberries -tonight….you. -he knows, don’t go home. -I always knew you would die in my arms -every time I poop I think of you -no one will ever believe you -yessssssssssssss -I killed mufasa -I bet you didn’t feel me lick your ear -mother told me it would be like this
oh christ
WHY IT’S HARD TO MAKE FRIENDS OUTSIDE OF ACADEMIA
credit: redheadextinction
Guys, I get y’all are going to unfollow me for things I do—because I can’t be everyone’s cup of tea. That’s just a fact. Not everyone will like me.
And that’s FINE. Really. I want every one of you to have a great dash and if you decide not seeing my blog on your dash does that then you do what you gotta do, okay?
But what do you gain out of telling me why you don’t like me? Why you just absolutely need to unfollow me? (I can get why you’d come and tell me if I was a complete bitch. Because, let’s face it, I can be a total bitch, and I will own up to it and will, indeed, apologize when wrong.)
But, like, do you really have to tell me that you’re unfollowing me because I am annoying you/being annoying by talking to other users? What do you gain out of being a jerk instead of just unfollowing me quietly?
I think you're a lovely love, personally.
Dear Internet
#blackout is the celebration of black heritage, black beauty and black self in a meaningful way
It is NOT the exclusion of other races
being offended by #blackout is being intolerant of black culture, plain and simple
Petition to make a dish called the slam and jam
please tell us you have something in mind that’s not just a grand slam covered in a heaping pile of jelly
Does it need to be more than this?
My book of cartoons ‘You’re All Just Jealous of my Jetpack’ is available now:US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/1770461043 UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1770461043 Other stockists at www.tomgauld.com
Pssst!
Hey!
Hey, kid!
Come here!
Would you like to buy some…
*opens coat*
…wheat and wheat by-products?
What the hell do you think you are doing
[POLICE SIRENS]
[SWAT TEAMS STORM IN]
Who is Jay Gatsby’s favorite superhero?
Green Lantern
And his least favorite?
Deadpool
Writer’s Block
A picture says a thousand words. Write them.
Mission: Write a story, a description, a poem, a metaphor, a commentary, or a critique about this picture. Write something about this picture.
Be sure to tag writeworld in your block!
rainingteeth this picture makes me think of you.
So, we watched a pretty intense Star Trek episode last night, “The Mind’s Eye”, in which Geordi is kidnapped and psychologically tortured by Romulans, in order to turn him into a sleeper agent who will assassinate a Klingon government official. What’s interesting about this plotline is the fact that, when the crew of the Enterprise begins to suspect they have a spy/saboteur onboard, it’s Geordi himself who is tasked with leading the investigation. (And, of course, he has no idea that he’s the one doing the sabotaging.) They keep narrowing down the possible culprits to Geordi and some other small number of people, and then everybody including Geordi himself simply writes off the possibility that he’s the one responsible. Nobody even makes a joke about it, it’s just treated as an OBVIOUS glitch in the search mechanism that it considers Geordi as a possibility — presumably because he’s the one leading the search. I’ve often used the concept of “sleeper agents” to talk about the way we’re raised to unconsciously perpetuate oppression culture. That part of the problem with believing that we’re not part of the problem is that we very well might BE not part of the problem until things get particularly hairy — and then something unexpectedly triggers us to be misogynistic or racist or abusive or whatever, because we hadn’t done the work to defuse that trigger prior (or even know that it existed.) I thought it was salient, in this episode, that Geordi actually is doing the work to try and root out the saboteur, but isn’t able to do so because he can’t imagine himself as the problem, and neither can anybody else. This maps, in my mind, to the idea that many of us — even those of us who are actively trying to lead a search for the problematic elements within our own systems (ourselves) might have blind spots that make it impossible for us to consider that a particular belief or behavior might be harmful, dangerous, problematic, abusive, whatever. This is why I don’t buy arguments from “ethical” authority figures who claim they’ve “done the work” to know their authority isn’t hurting anybody. Even putting aside the anarchic argument that the existence of authority by nature does harm, it just simply sounds ludicrous enough to me when someone claims they know their own subconscious mind well enough to KNOW that they can’t be triggered by the system and used as a tool of oppression. Hence why I’m particularly in support of people who tend to be highly resourced and empowered by the system (and thus more likely to be victims of systemic brainwashing) not being handed weapons — whether that weapon be a gun or a whip. Incidentally, it’s Data — the computer — who ultimately figures out that Geordi is the spy. Presumably because he’s able to look clearly at the evidence for what is going on, without being distracted by personal feelings or social short-cut heuristics about who possible spies are. And I also like the fact that his response, upon discovering this, is not to blame Geordi for being the assassin, but rather to realize he must prevent Geordi from doing the harmful thing for Geordi’s sake, most of all. Whereas others might’ve been resistant to blame Geordi because they don’t want to feel bad feelings about him, Data doesn’t need to feel bad feelings about Geordi to notice that he’s been programmed to do a harmful thing, and to rescue him from doing said harmful thing before it’s too late. That’s kind of a rolequeer moment right there. Framing it not as preventing person from doing something bad; but rather framing it as rescuing a person from acting out abuse they were unconsciously programmed to act out.
Unquietpirate
(Reposting a conservation I had with unquietpirate with permission to do so)
See also:
You might be a rapist if it never occurs to you that rape is something you’re capable of
(via rolequeer)
On the Road
(This is entirely a memory device to refresh some old data in my head)
Lying here at home With my heart on the road You took it with you When you went away Married in Vegas Divorced on the OSU campus You've been all round the country London and Berlin too You took my heart From the Rockies to the Blue Ridge And everywhere between You've flown with it Dived with it Even bled out onto the street With it in your hand Betrayed my trust And kept promises I never thought you could It gets so lonely Bein' on the road Every night I cry a river of tears I can't wait 'til you come home From the hospitals And the morgues Where you left me Though I'll leave you on the mountaintops Where the partings were so sweet Punk rock princess, Angel, Na, all the names I've called you. And so many more Just bring my heart back to me And leave me on the floor.
#7f817e
I fee like this is the color of my soul
