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every winter solstice I am consumed with thoughts of Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost...
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"Oh so we should just eat anything we want??"
Well actually YES but also:
Restricting food Does Stuff To Your Brain. "Restricting" doesn't mean stopping when you're full. I feel like this is what gets misunderstood a lot. It means placing rules and limits on food that supercede what your body is signalling that it wants. Let's use cookies as an example. Restricting would be:
- I can only have cookies when I deserve them.
- I can only have cookies when I'm alone.
- I can only have two cookies.
- I can only have low-calorie cookies.
- I can only have cookies on set days, or so-called cheat days.
- I can't have cookies.
- I can't have cookies in the house.
- I'm bad when I eat cookies.
- Cookies are a bad food and I must compensate for having eaten them.
Whether or not you stick to the restrictions you set, your brain is learning to be an anxious mess around cookies. It might want to avoid anywhere that has cookies. It might feel shame for wanting or eating cookies. It might get exhausted from suppressing the craving and decide to binge. It might go into binge mode every time you eat cookies because you've taught your body that This Will Not Be Available Whenever. It might feel ridiculously important to eat all the cookies while you can.
I know we're all so used to constantly talking about food, diets, weight and bodies, and it's completely normalised to look at absolutely everything you eat and assign it the level of guilt you're gonna feel for eating it, and to brag about not eating this and that, and to announce that you know it's a Naughty Indulgence when you eat anything sweet.
But oh my god, it's such a huge weight off your shoulders to just let yourself eat cookies because you wanted cookies and stop when you feel satiated and know that the cookies will be available next time you want cookies because you don't need to earn them in any way. Because a brain that knows it can have cookies whenever it wants cookies, doesn't crave cookies all the time. Nor does it feel any self-loathing when it does crave cookies.
And I just wish everyone a very chill brain and some cookies
Sometimes I forget I have free will and can draw Vi in a collar
What do I have to pay to get 500 issues of Duke Thomas just Being Duke Thomas at people. DC ARE YOU LISTENING
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well, no, i didnât expect leopards to eat my face, but this obviously wasnât what the leopards eating people's face party wanted. they were stifled by their opposition and bureaucratic red tape! i think we should give more power to the leopard eating face party, so the leopards only eat the faces of people who deserve it. plus they just put a new leopard in charge of the face eating, and i think this one really brings something new to the table. so yes i'm voting for the leopards eating people's face party again. why wouldn't i.
I get the hopelessness of not being able to do something but it is objectively worse to do something that 100% harms and 0% helps than it is to post a donation link on your instagram story
Oh.
Great point! :)
I wonder if it's a self-protective instinct too? They're not going to like me anyway, but at least this is because of something I've deliberately done. It gives him a feeling of control. He might not even be consciously aware that's part of the reason he's doing it.
Letâs be clear, Ilya would never be consciously aware of anything he does. Itâs vibes-only.
No, not this time friend! This is Parents and Family. That self awareness is a defense mechanism that he learned as a child and will never fully let go of! đ
Fair!
Being Iranian is not easy when you have to fight the fucking pope too
Pope Leo XIV awarding the Vatican ambassador of the Islamic Republic of Iran, Mohammad Hossein Mokhtari, the Grand Cross of the Order of Pius IX as a so-called symbol of âpeaceâ and âpacifismâ feels surreal and deeply disturbing.
Christianity is supposed to stand for freedom, justice, compassion, and peace. But what kind of peace ignores the suffering of millions? What kind of moral leadership honors representatives of a regime responsible for brutal repression, executions, terrorism, and the destruction of countless lives across the Middle East?
How can the pain of the Iranian people be ignored so easily?
More than 40,000 young Iranian souls have been taken by this bloodthirsty regime. Mothers still mourn their children. Families still wait for justice. Entire generations have grown up under fear, torture, imprisonment, violence and executions.
And yet their representatives are welcomed, honored, and rewarded.
What message does this send to the victims? To the mothers whose hearts were broken? To the young people who sacrificed everything for freedom?
Peace without justice is not peace.
Dialogue without accountability becomes hypocrisy.
And honoring the representatives of oppression while victims remain unheard is not reconciliation, it is betrayal.
If religion is truly meant to unite humanity, it cannot do so by covering up crimes, silencing victims, or legitimizing cruelty. The world should stand with the oppressed, not decorate those monsters.
This is not dignity.
This is not justice.
And for many people who have suffered under this islamic regime, it feels absolutely disgusting.
From now on, the Pope is no longer a messenger of peace, but a supporter of Islamic terrorism.
This surprised me to read, as the papacy has condemned Iranâs regime for years, and as I expected, itâs a hoax; the Iranian regime twisted the facts to make it look like they have the approval of the Pope when they do not, and people fell for it. Donât believe everything you read, guys.
âContrary to news reports, Pope Leo has not bestowed an exclusive special honor on the Iranian ambassador to the Holy See,â the U.S. Embassy
I riconoscimenti ai diplomatici dopo due anni di servizio presso la Santa Sede
From the blog of Kyle Moran at The Times of Israel
So according to the first link the only part that the regime media made up was that the award was âexclusiveâ
Still the papacy let a child killing terrorist in that gathering, shook hands with him and included him among the recipients of that award instead of kicking him out or cutting relations with these blood thirsty mullahs all these years
You may not care but imagine for one second being one of the many Iranian families whose loved ones were tortured, raped and killed by this regime. Maybe then youâll know why this is still treason in our eyes
The picture was AI-generated and is fake. The Pope was not even at that gathering.
Instead, what had transpired was a routine process that essentially amounts to a participation trophy given to every ambassador after two and a half years of diplomatic service. Thirteen separate ambassadors received the same recognition in the same batch alone.
Importantly, despite how social media posts framed the issue, it was not presented in person, and the Pope doesnât seem to have been involved at allâit was signed by Cardinal Pietro Parolin, the Vaticanâs Secretary of State.
Now, itâs a legitimate question whether the timing of such a recognition was well thought out by Cardinal Parolin, and if the Vatican should maintain relations with the Islamic Republic more generally.
Iâm not Catholic and donât care much to defend the Pope. But itâs important not to fall for disinformation, especially put out by the Iranian regime. As AI gets better at faking photos like the one above, we all have to watch out for this and help each other do so, too.
One of the many things that infuriate me about recent trends on the left is the way they talk about solidarity, but what they demand looks and smells an awful lot like loyalty.
Read theory. Read the commentaries on the theory. If you don't understand, that proves you haven't read enough. If you disagree with any of it, that proves you're a bad person.
Follow the right influencers. Support the right politicians. Follow the leaders of our movement. Until we decide they're bad people, anyway.
March in our protests. Commit to our boycotts. Donate to our causes. Don't ask what we hope to achieve or how we think we're going to get that effect from what we're doing. Only a bad person would ask those questions.
Wave the flags and shout the slogans of people who want to kill you. People who don't see you as human because you're a woman, because you're queer, because you're Western. If you think solidarity requires any element of reciprocity, even to the point of both sides recognizing each other's human rights, that proves you're a bad person.
Oh.
Great point! :)
I wonder if it's a self-protective instinct too? They're not going to like me anyway, but at least this is because of something I've deliberately done. It gives him a feeling of control. He might not even be consciously aware that's part of the reason he's doing it.
Letâs be clear, Ilya would never be consciously aware of anything he does. Itâs vibes-only.
Tiktok post by @ wynunlimited.
âheres how to make a pair of pants for yourselfâ
step 1: have a entire room completely set up just for tailoring
it needs an iron, masking tape, a pencil, and see-through paper. you don't need the pins if you're careful about keeping it lined up. you could do that on your floor and hand-sew it after that if you wanted to. the most specialised piece of equipment they used in the video, apart from the sewing machine, was a clear ruler.
I've been sewing for 30 years. In those 30 years, I had a "sewing room" of a sort for 1 year. The other 29, I've sewn at a desk and cut out patterns on the floor or the dining room table. Sure, sure, in those 30 years, I've accumulatd some equipment, but I assure you it was nothing my grandmother wouldn't have had in her 800 sq ft. house.
What if silence is in fact a sound, but because its a universal sound we just adapted to it and dont notice it anymore
I actually just wrote a paper on this!!
The short of it is, yes, that's exactly what happens. There's no such thing as pure silence outside of a vacuum (and inside a vacuum you'd be dead). So basically your ears are constantly adapting to the noise threshold of your surroundings and slowly ignoring it. If you were in a perfectly silent room (anechoic chambers are cool!) you would actually start to hear the sound of existing!
Isn't there some room full of sound baffling foam or something that absorbs all ambient noise and most people go mad from the isolation because they start to hear things like their own circulatory system and their heartbeat pounding in their ears?
Ah, there it is. Orfield Labratories in Minnesota. They say the longest anyone's been able to stay inside was 45 minutes, as they could hear their lungs expanding and their digestive system working overtime.
black sails john silver just an incredible incredible incredible character, like it's been eight years since i first watched the show and every time i pause to think about him for more than five seconds i'm still stunned. like he gave up his share. he gave up his share. he gave up the thing he said he wanted most in the world so that he could live an incredibly dangerous, painful, labor-intensive life as part of a crew where he mattered. trading freedom and security for love and risk, never meaning anything he says because he doesn't know himself even a little bit.
like these are extremely basic john silver reflections, but sometimes we need to go back to the basics because what the fuuuuuuck