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the best part of that david lynch interview is this:
If you haven’t seen it, this is the table:
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“…people like Jesus and Paul were not executed for saying, “Love one another.” They were killed because their understanding of love meant more than being compassionate towards individuals, although it did include that. It also meant standing against the domination systems that rule their world, and collaborating with the Spirit in the creation of a new way of life that stood in contrast to the normalcy of the wisdom of this world. Love and justice go together. Justice without love can be brutal and love without justice can be banal. Love is the heart of justice and justice is the social form of love.”
— Marcus J. Borg and John Dominic Crossan, The First Paul: Reclaiming the Radical Visionary Behind the Church’s Conservative Icon (p.205)
Loneliness is one hell of a powerful emotion. I have been in a pretty deep dark pit of apathy for a few weeks now, and the only thing that has broken through and gotten me to feel something has been loneliness. I can’t say that I’m happy about that, but I do have to say that I am damn grateful. It has been the only thing to get my ass out of bed, the only thing to make me finish writing a god-awful paper, the thing that got me to cry for the first time in a few weeks.
And there may be something beautiful in that, right? Because I as a human am so programed to need other humans that the only thing that is capable of fighting my depressive state is loneliness. I can’t say that I’m having fun, or that I want to be where I’m at right now. But I will say that I am grateful to have a soul that is so oriented towards other people that needing them can save me from something dark.
It also makes me miss the hell out of my ex so if you see this hope you’re doing well
Loneliness is one hell of a powerful emotion. I have been in a pretty deep dark pit of apathy for a few weeks now, and the only thing that has broken through and gotten me to feel something has been loneliness. I can’t say that I’m happy about that, but I do have to say that I am damn grateful. It has been the only thing to get my ass out of bed, the only thing to make me finish writing a god-awful paper, the thing that got me to cry for the first time in a few weeks.
And there may be something beautiful in that, right? Because I as a human am so programed to need other humans that the only thing that is capable of fighting my depressive state is loneliness. I can’t say that I’m having fun, or that I want to be where I’m at right now. But I will say that I am grateful to have a soul that is so oriented towards other people that needing them can save me from something dark.
seeing all the 14-17 y/o queer kids who don’t know what v for vendetta is.... u mean the blockbuster film written by two trans women about a masked vigilante who decides to singlehandedly take down a fascist alternate version of england set in the distant year of 2020... and his driving force was getting justice for a lesbian who he never met but whose diary he found, who was separated from her wife before being killed by said fascist gov.... and it stars natalie portman.... okay
open a new window somewhere in the world.
i love this because it’s such a simple concept but it answers things i didn’t even know how to ask
Looking out of people’s windows is such a peaceful way of travelling… I got a snowfall in Argentina, a nice sea view in Ukraine, a clothes line in the fog in Bangalore. Antonella from Tavernaro, I like your wooden bird.
The neurodivergent experience is talking about your brain as if it's a separate entity from your self
yeah and it's a BASTARD
Greetings professor, I did not do your assignment because I am mentally ill
You work as the minor villain every new hero has to beat for their first battle.
She had always been something of a figure of fun. Obscurata, with her melodramatic latin name and power to make darkness, who robbed banks and liquor stores and could be foiled by a teenager in a home-made costume.
Tank had encountered her years ago, when he was a teenager in a homemade costume, and foiled her on his second attempt. It was almost a rite of passage - if you could take on Obscurata, you were ready for the life. Anyone who couldn’t take her down in five or six attempts tended to quit.
It had been a surprise to see that rippling dark cape here, and a disappointment. He had… not a fondness, exactly, but a soft spot for Obscurata. She wasn’t one of the really bad ones. Older heroes steered the young ones towards her, knowing that they’d come out of a fight with her bruised but whole. She never killed. She never even seriously harmed. He hated to see her working with the Claw, who did.
He tried not to let it distract him. Claw had taken a girl - Lily, one of a trio of new-minted girl heroes - in Tank’s city. He’d been keeping an eye on the girls, and he’d dropped everything to go in pursuit when he realized it was Claw who had Lily. Obscurata might have bruised and frightened her a little, but Claw’s captives usually wound up dead… or worse.
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I cannot wait to open my own coffee shop. It’s been a dream of mine since I started drinking coffee at the end of high school. The first coffee shop that I went to that wasn’t Starbucks was a tiny shop a few minutes from my house. My mom recommended it to me. Funny, now I know more about coffee than she cares about (but she always listens to me babble about it). That first sip I had of a blackberry latte, sitting on a cozy arm chair looking at local art was magic.
I could do this forever.
I practically lived there; a homeschooled teenager designing my own curriculum. I have read thousands of pages sitting in that same comfy armchair.
I could do this forever.
My parents got me a Keurig, then a coffee machine, and then I started collecting my coffee kit. Beans from Ethiopia. A coffee sock for my pour over my boyfriend got for me. A vintage Chemex that a delightful lady at a farmers market practically gave me because she could see how passionate I was.
I love all everything to do with coffee. I love finding good beans and buying from places where ethical farming and payment is a top priority. I love the way coffee smells in the morning, the way my funky garage sale kettle hums rather than whistles. I love the long names that roll off my tonuge at a new coffee shop because that is what the barista recommended, and I saw their eyes light up like mine do.
More than that, I adore the community that coffee brings. It is truly sacred in so many ways and to so many people. A cup of coffee with a long lost friend, a mentor, a date. Studying for long hours with friends. Going to a shop so often that the baristas know your order by heart. There is something absolutely magical in the community that coffee brings.
I could do that forever.
I want a coffee shop that warmly welcomes everyone. It is going to be a safe place for people of color, for queer people, for those suffering from homelessness. For those who need a friend. I am going to have classes to get people back on their feet, lectures to enrich the lives of my community. I will hire felons, teenagers, anyone that society has dismissed. Together we are stronger. I cannot wait to have my own space to show that.
I’m getting really tired of the wise serene pacifist trope in fiction. Every committed pacifist, prison abolitionist, antiwar activist, etc I’ve ever met in real life has been vibrating with compressed rage at all times. Do you know what it’s like to believe deeply in your heart that doing harm to others is wrong and the goal of society should be to alleviate suffering for all people and live in the United States of America? IT’S NOT FUN. Show Us The Pissed-Off Pacifists.
Dude there might be a word for the emotion that is forged when someone’s deep abiding love and compassion for all people and living things welds itself into decades of built-up foaming fury at how those people been treated their whole life by those in power to create a sort of alloyed super-commitment to a set of ethical principles but i promise you “tranquility” is not that fucking word
see this is why I can’t lable myself a pacifist I believe in justice and fairness for all so if I have to physically fight some people who disagree with that get me a fucking sword54 notes May 7th, 2020 See this is extremely fair and I am far from trying to trash talk militancy, bUt I do think that pacifists have this sensation too and the effort of being resolutely nonviolent (which for most committed nonviolent activists I know, is a tactical choice, not just a moral one) fills them with a specific kind of shimmering vibrating rage that I’d really like to see represented more in stupid fantasy cartoons
My dude I TOTALLY agree. I’ve just been wrestling with the question of ‘am I a pacifist or do I just want to protect others’ for Years and I think that’s my final conclusion. I respect the hell out of anyone who is truly and entirely nonviolent and also would love cartoons of them
I’m getting really tired of the wise serene pacifist trope in fiction. Every committed pacifist, prison abolitionist, antiwar activist, etc I’ve ever met in real life has been vibrating with compressed rage at all times. Do you know what it’s like to believe deeply in your heart that doing harm to others is wrong and the goal of society should be to alleviate suffering for all people and live in the United States of America? IT’S NOT FUN. Show Us The Pissed-Off Pacifists.
Dude there might be a word for the emotion that is forged when someone’s deep abiding love and compassion for all people and living things welds itself into decades of built-up foaming fury at how those people been treated their whole life by those in power to create a sort of alloyed super-commitment to a set of ethical principles but i promise you “tranquility” is not that fucking word
As someone who was exposed to a lot of problematic fic and porn very young, you are absolutely right and anyone who wants to hide all Bad Things™ from kids has (a) never met a kid and (b) is setting kids up to fail.
Yeeeeah. I’ve mentioned working with a lot of young Christian adults lately? And honestly, fandom’s purity culture is still only a pale echo of what churches teach all the time. Forget qualifiers like “deviant”–they’re teaching all the incredibly vulnerable children in their care that thinking about sex AT ALL under ANY CIRCUMSTANCES is a TERRIBLE HORRIBLE NO GOOD VERY BAD SIN.
Pastors will fend off suggestions that we, uh… educate them about sex in any way, shape, or form, since that makes them less vulnerable to sexual abuse and exploitation, by saying, “You might as well give them instructions on how to rob a bank!”
Like, my dudes and ma’ams… that would only be an apt comparison if you raised your children with the belief that their highest happiness in life was one day finding the perfect bank to rob and committing the perfect heist.
be gay do crime
In a system where marriage is set up as the highest goal of most people’s lives, teenagers are VERY ANXIOUS about learning how to succeed at it, and so many churches and parents feed them absolute HORSESHIT instead of concepts like… “If you’re not enjoying the sex you’re having you should probably talk to someone about it” and “It’s not your partner’s job to make you feel happy at all times and it’s a bad idea to get mad at them for failing to do this.”
And meanwhile we have so many fucking stories about people who did EVERYTHING RIGHT in this system and got absolutely robbed of any sort of healthy sexual relationship. I’m seriously not kidding when I say this is a system that routinely produces adults who are like, “I’m so ashamed… sometimes when I’m driving or working or whatever… I get aroused at the thought of tenderly making love to my husband/wife… I’ve asked God to take away these terrible feelings but I’m afraid I’m just tainted forever… My spouse would be so disgusted with me if he/she found out.”
And I’m sitting here like “Am I REALLY going to have to help someone come out as straight for the SECOND TIME THIS MONTH? Oh my god, I wanted to work in a Christian environment because I wanted to help LGBTQ+ Christians, but at least THEY fucking know their churches are full of shit on this topic! Somebody get in here and advocate for the sexual rights of cishets, Jesus help me.”
For anyone who thinks this is hyperbole or in any way exaggerated?
It’s really, really not.
And what’s frustrating is that in order to make headway talking about the rights of LGBTQ+ folks in church, people have had to take the line of “a married same sex couple can be just as pure and godly as an opposite sex couple” instead of “oh my god the church is FUCKED UP about sex can we fix that?”
My parents were ORDERS OF MAGNITUDE more upset when my sister moved in with her then-boyfriend (now husband) than they were when I told them I liked girls.
Like yeah points for consistency I guess but damn.
I related so hard to gay storylines as a kid not because I was bi (because my bi-ness works in my life in a very different way) but because I knew me liking boys was evil too.
All those weird YA dystopias like “the government is based on [random principle] and [ordinary part of life] is illegal” make so much more sense when you realize those are literally the life circumstances of a lot of their target audiences just with the nouns changed.
I don’t know a ton about the experiences of people at my churches but I know that 1. Several (that I know of) got pregnant outside of marriage 2. Many got married young and fast
Which is what happens more often when you don’t give kids sex education, and is how the churches like it. Women who wait to have babies tend to end up with more education, more money, more equal relationships, less religious, and less conservative. In the USA, it’s one of the major gaps between conservative and liberal communities.
So no wonder religious groups fight so hard to keep women economically tied to their families and churches. If you give children good sex education, the domino effects—later first sex, more use of birth control, greater control of reproductive freedom, more education, more mobility and money, lower likelihood of staying in abusive relationships, less religiosity, and a tendency to liberalism over conservative—can, quite frankly, change their church’s entire way of life within a couple decades.
All you have to do is care more about controlling people than loving them.
I go to a VERY conservative Christian school (like, afraid to tell people I’m queer kinda place). I would rather walk up to a stranger and tell them that I am not female and not straight than not a virgin. I am a pretty strong Christian I would say, but this place freaks me out on so many levels.
People here get married YOUNG. Some of it’s good- my best friend is getting married this summer to her boyfriend of three years. They’re both 22. Their relationship is amazing and I know they’re going to be fine. But the divorce rate coming out of this school is staggering. People jump into relationships because they want to have sex. Most people truly believe that if you have sex before marriage you are a terrible person. I’ve heard people say that if you even masturbate, you’re going to hell. So of course people jump into marriages. It’s the only way that they feel that they can satisfy the (very normal) desire they have. And then life happens. They spend a few years outside of college and realize the person they married has changed, or they weren’t sexually compatible, or blah blah blah. It’s horrible and sad. Purity culture doesn’t leads to healthy relationships after marriage. It leads to divorce and heartbreak and shame.
I personally can’t wait to have kids to try and teach them about sex in a more positive way.