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Diane di Prima
ursula k. le guin, the lathe of heaven
Compliment them. That person you think has their shit together and wouldn't need it or want to hear it. They do. They absolutely do. Their shit is dispersed. I promise you. It is a shambles.
I've had someone tell me to my face that they would compliment me, but for the fact that I already know this or that about myself. Huh???? No. Sorry.
No I don't. In my weaker moments I become an ungrateful mud monkey that has never once internalized a compliment
I adore being told you like me or something I've done. It sustains me, and in my weaker moments when I forget that life is good and happy, you might catch me before I fall.
You ever had someone catch you like that? You can do it too. The ones that catch you have been you in that moment before and know they will be again.
Something is missing from the debate over educationally suitable literature
"immortality sucks because all your friends die" all your friends die anyway. those we do not mourn are those who mourn us.
"immortality sucks because you forget who you are" we always forget who we are. do you remember who you were at four years of age? who you were at fourteen? "who i am" is a shadow cast on the wall.
"immortality sucks because" skill issue. skill issue. skill issue. give me your liver
I know (and understand) why it's such a contentious question, on whether or not its acceptable for other writers to finish an author's story if they die before completing it. So this is my post to say (not that I plan to ever die, bc I'm immortal) if something ever happens to me and I have stories unfinished, I can think of no greater legacy than different writers crafting any ending they want out of it. An infinite number of endings from an infinite number of writers. What a beautiful way to live on.
BUT YOU MAY NOT FEED IT INTO AN AI TO GET THE ENDING OR YOU'LL HAVE THE HONOUR OF BEING THE FIRST VERIFIED CASE IN HISTORY OF A GHOST (ME) KILLING A PERSON (YOU)
I cannot convey how loudly she is purring right now
Hi, it’s five minutes later. The baby has now been forcibly exiled from my room due to her unrelenting attempts to bite my nose. It’s like she did a speedrun of her own personality
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Decide you must how to serve them best. If you leave now, help them you could, but you will destroy all for which they have fought and suffered.
STAR WARS: EMPIRE STRIKES BACK (1980) dir. Irvin Kershner
“A computer can never be held accountable – therefore a computer must never make a management decisions” - IBM, 1979
no but that scene where kid Tris bluntly but PRIVATELY reveals to Briar that she KNOWS he can't read- she's known all along-
how he waits for everyone else to start doing their chores for the day before starting on whatever's left, instead of just checking the board where it all gets written up-
she never poked at that
never used it against him. even back when they didn't LIKE each other- him a kid from the streets and her from a merchant family, social oil and water, all their scuffs and tiffs. her temper is hot and her words are sharp
Tris never. not once. mocked him for not being able to read. didn't even mention it
and she noticed. this before the four of them all really grow into being foster siblings, back when they're just four traumatized and thrown away kids plopped down into a cottage with two women who weirdly enough won't stop caring about them-
even back then, prickly Tris paid attention
the offer to teach him comes later- in private- she is NOT embarrassing him in front of anyone else when she talks about it. it's after the four survived almost dying together, a quiet moment alone, when she finally mentions she could help if he wanted
he does. instantly- and it's not hard to see why he's so comfortable with saying yes, now. he wouldn't let on to anyone else, their teachers and guardians, but Tris saw and kept quiet and is asking him
her urge is to share this thing that'd given her so much comfort and strength with someone else who doesn't have that yet. and to do it just for him, no one else to see, just his thing to study with her, something she's happy to make time for
then years later, they are the family bookworms together. sister and brother with more academic interests than their other two siblings. they reconnect so quietly and easily even though they both are maybe the hardest to get along with in general, the sharpest and most likely to snap and lash out. but Tris taught Briar to read without making him feel stupid about it. he grew up and taught HIS student to read, using a lot of the same tricks Tris had used on him
i dunno. it gets to me, is all
predator animal falling in love with prey animal. You really love to see it.
you’re skittish, of course, and yet you still tilt your head. brush everything aside. give me space to clamp my jaws down on your throat. make the sweetest sounds, too. squirm not to get away but get closer. i could tear you apart. i should tear you apart. you should not be offering this so easily. itching for the slice of teeth that are too sharp. something, somehow, that soothes & delights. doesn’t send you running. why aren’t you running? you should not let me take and take and take. but you do. i could bleed you dry. and i want to. i want to feel your pulse get weaker and weaker while i drink my fill. feel you grow cold beneath me. don’t i?
(why don’t i want to?)
against death by Noor Hindi
‘for being well deserving’ alright
the tendency for racists and white supremacists to go gaga over their idea of ancient Rome is so darkly hilarious because of how entirely wrong it is. It’s not a twisting of some kernels of truth, it’s not a misinterpretation, it’s just the exact opposite, and people in Western Europe has been doing it for so long. For centuries people in Britain and Germany would be like/have been like “ah yes, we are special and superior because we are the heirs of the superior Romans” while next to a giant pile of writings by respected Ancient Romans who went “god, Britain is a dump and Germany is full of idiot barbarians. I wish I lived somewhere cool and cultured like Syria or Tunisia.”
#the amount of letters i read about roman soldiers bemoaning the lack of olives in britain is astounding
I've been staring at this gif for ages and it's so funny.
Maul is just showing off and does this completely unnecessary jump to back away, doesn't bother to use the Force to open the doors but throws something at the controls.
AND FUCKING OBI-WAN KENOBI CASUALLY WALKS UP TO HIM, SWINGING HIS LIGHTSABER LIKE "YEAH I'M GONNA FUCK YOU UP BITCH"
The longer I look at it the funnier it gets. He's just not impressed at all lmao
And he keeps doing it.
When Kenobi does The Walk™, your ass is about to get beat