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Mike Oldfiled - Crises, 1982
Hello everyone, I am in a crises. I will soon face being homeless along with my family and pets. I'm posting on here in hopes of getting traction.
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You have to take care of your own heart. You were not meant to carry the pain of the entire world. Do what you can for others, because you owe it to them, but be realistic with what you can achieve. If you’re already going to protests, donating money, working for liberation, holding power to account, taking care of the worst affected - then breathe. Take a step back and stop doomscrolling or endlessly refreshing your news app. Go for a walk in the woods. Eat your favourite chocolate. Watch a film with a loved one. Sleep. I promise you all the agony and cruelty and suffering will still be there when you get back. But maybe you’ll have a little more strength to fight them if you’ve remembered to keep tending the fires of joy inside you. You save no-one by letting them go out.
S&P 500 Performance During War, Geopolitical & Energy Crises
Considering the events that transpired over the weekend in the Mideast and the ongoing conflict with Iran we want to offer some perspective. Firstly, we send our sympathies to the families of the American servicepeople lost in battle and those injured as well as to the innocent bystanders in Iran, Israel and elsewhere harmed in this conflict. With that we want to be sure that we all take a measured approach to the markets in response to the conflict in Iran.
The Iran conflict has driven intense media attention over the past 48 hours. While the geopolitical backdrop is serious and rapidly developing, market behavior remains more measured than headlines suggest. Below is our data‑driven view of what is happening — and what history tells us to expect. Nothing in the price action suggests a systemic crisis. If the Strait of Hormuz were fully blocked and markets anticipated a prolonged disruption, oil would likely be $90–100, or more, not $70–80.
In the accompanying table we compiled the relevant historical geopolitical events that had an impact on energy prices and/or sovereign boundaries. As you can see, the more drawn-out crises were accompanied by weaker markets.
We have also included the Gaza War that began on October 7. This was arguably the start of the chain of events leading to today’s situation. It marked the beginning of the broader Middle East conflict over the past two and a half years. The Gaza War set off a chain reaction that ultimately led into the broader regional instability we are now seeing with Iran. On October 7, 2023, the S&P was already declining from its August 1 peak. S&P bottomed out three weeks later on October 27, 2023, at 4117.37, suffering a 10% correction. S&P was 32% higher 12 months later.
This is a serious geopolitical moment, and we continue to hope for safety for civilians and service members across the region. But from an investment standpoint, today’s moves fit squarely within the historical norms of geopolitical shocks and energy crises. So far, nothing in the market suggests this is the beginning of a major bear market or a replay of past energy crises.
Which of these philosophical questions do you find yourself thinking most often?
Do I really have free will if I have to obey the law?
What if my entire life is already decided and I can't change my fate?
Why do we live our whole lives by time if it's just a made up concept?
What if everyone has their own personal universe?
What if my dreams are the reality and when I'm awake is the true dream?
Is anything real or am I living in an illusion?
If there is no life after death, does anything I do actually matter?
If every religion claims to be true, surely that makes none of them true?
If the winner writes history, then how can we trust it?
How do I know if I'm being true to myself if I don't know who I am?
What if I'm just a figment of someone else's imagination?
TW: Brief (one line), somewhat graphic mention of past suicidal ideation, brief mention of interpersonal violence
so this is how the night ends:
sitting criss-cross applesauce in bed about to don all my covers
after experiencing a very brief power outage and feeling lucky my powerchair was charged and my hospital bed had an automatic backup battery
after finding out an acquaintance of mine got in a terrible accident, but feeling all sorts of ways about how privilege seeped into even the most tragic event of their life
and realizing that the show People Watching was right when they talked about what life is and what it means when people far enough removed from you experience tragedy or hardship or death and how,
of course,
it affects that person personally and seriously, but if you are so removed from someone that they may as well be a concept more so than a being, it is okay to have complicated feelings about how privileged they remain in a situation where you wouldn't be treated the same. Something about tragic accidents and their spectacle that make people feel or care more or better or harder. Something about systemic misogyny and mistreatment and something about the fact that near-death experiences aren't a big deal when it's my friend being attacked on the street or when I needed for full time care after surgery or when I go to the ER in severe pain that almost made me take a rusty razor to my neck.
So
with prose poems and complex feelings and a little bit of literal darkness mixed in, the flowers of my mind both wilt and cripple like my dear body, as they evolve, as they blossom. Life is full of situations we want to dive head first into, oversaturated with some marred form of care, without ever evaluating the feelings we were taught to repress---so much that in an empty room, we couldn't even say them to ourselves. To be mad or confused when others are in a bad situation and are being treated better than you ever would is not so wrong, nor is eating a cold version of a hot sandwich (that you would typically choose to heat up) at 4:30 in the morning because life, like you and your weird sleeping and eating schedule, is not monolithic. There are still stories to read to our heart's content and stuffed animals to hold and new, clean water bottles to relish. Obligating yourself into mourning is not a requirement, nor should it be; while people flock around others, it is okay to remember your needs that go unmet and the people that you chose to remain close to. Tragedy is a layered experience that is not directly correlated to the level of shock it instills in your peers, and sometimes you are in far too much crisis to consider becoming involved in another just to satisfy some arbitrary level of generosity.
Goodnight to the tragic and the Queers and the cripples, and for a minute, may your minds not be marred by obligation.