Wandering Moon Child

[fanonical]

when lemony snicket wrote ‘i will love you if i never see you again, and i will love you if i see you every tuesday’

and when lemony snicket wrote ‘i will love you as the starfish loves a coral reef and as kudzu loves trees, even if the oceans turn to sawdust and the trees fall in the forest without anyone around to hear them’

and when lemony snicket wrote ‘i will love you as the doctor loves his sickest patient and a lake loves its thirstiest swimmer’

and when lemony snicket wrote ‘i will love you as a taxi loves the muddy splash of a puddle and as a library loves the patient tick of a clock’

and when lemony snicket wrote ‘i will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes’

and when lemony snicket wrote 'i will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong’

and when lemony snicket wrote 'i will love you as a battlefield loves young men and as peppermints love your allergies’

and when lemony snicket wrote 'i will love you until every fire is extinguished and until every home is rebuilt form the handsomest and most susceptible of woods’

and when lemony snicket wrote 'i will love you no matter what happens to you, and no matter how i discover what happens to you’

[jadeblueafterglow]

the genocide in gaza has been going on for 6 months and there is rarely a day i don't think about it or post anything on any of my social media accounts.

i can't not post about gaza and bring awareness.

and i can't believe that none of my friends have shared anything, and i'm upset with how little my siblings and mother have.

i've known about isntreal's violent treatment towards palestinians for years. and even back then i was shocked people didn't give a shit or know about it, which wasn't their fault. western media is bullshit propaganda that purposely does not educate... so i was like "ok i can see how you wouldnt know about this."

but now day after day, we are witnessing this ethnic cleansing, while palestininas are living it and for people to say they "don't know much" about it, or they aren't educated enough or blah blah.

you have 0 excuses. people are protesting all over the world, palestinians are sharing what is going on all over social media. students are setting up encampments, people have blocked ships, disrupted political events, set themselves on fire..

you had 0 excuses at the beginning of this and you have even less excuses now at month 6

i am so sick of people being willfully ignorant and playing dumb, just admit you didn't care at the start of this, and you don't care now. your apathy is disgusting. your indifference is vile.

free palestine.

[skittle-boih]

every day I think about the religious anime girls…

And how the artist drew several pro-Palestine drawings like this one

in 2014, that’s right, 2014, this did not fucking start October 7th.

[i-am-aprl]

Palestinian activists get their message across on Londons iconic Tower Bridge landmark- one of the cities most historic buildings. We need a ceasefire now.

[tomi4i]

[technicallyprofoundvoid]

Hi if you dont mind even its temporarily posted to your page can you please consider sharing and extending your support to help me relocate to a safer place(Egypt). I need help immediately.Thank you from the bottom of my heart

Of course! How can I help:)

[beam-of-sunlightbb-deactivated2]

‘I wish for death’ - Twelve-year-old Alma says. She fled bombing and shelling twice before the third place they sheltered was bombed, She was rescued from the rubble only to find out both her parents and all four of her siblings had been killed. She found her 18-month-old brother in an unimaginable state. Her little brother was beheaded from the rubble after the IOF massacred them.

Source: BBC

[finalgirlabigailhobbs]

full article here, though the article is written a couple days ago, this interview was conducted in the start of December last year, after the December 2 israeli air strikes

[technicallyprofoundvoid]

Shattered stars dott the night

The deep blue oblivion trapped within stone

Scholars say the beauty is found within

I believe them, why? Because the cryptic ocean is trapped in your gaze

Like the heart of a gemstone, terrifying miracles lie in your eyes of steel

Your eyes of stone

The gaze that petrifies, and the gaze I call home

The gaze that speaks tales woven from the unknown

Momentous stars bend around the gaping wounds in your eyes

Cracks that hints at what lays inside

For the stars shimmer and light up the night

They light up the path to your soul tonight

[joygucci-deactivated20160123]

Reblog if you're black tumblr.

You don’t have to be black, it just means you support us, you stand by us and your for us.

[redheadsims-cc]

[remus-sanders-is-the-bestest]

BLM is still a thing. If you don’t reblog this, but would’ve in June/July you were only in support of black lives when it was a trend. They still need justice

[wheredidmybooksgo]

I stand by you, with you, and behind you.

[vivisection1013]

of course? my blog is a safe space for anyone who doesnt actively spread hate <3

[midnightfox-again]

My blog is safe for POC!!

[realhbomax]

poc welcome because i am you fr

[youroneandonlysimp-deactivated2]

I support this. I’m mixed, and it pains me to see mixed people (or anyone in general) black or black-supportive only when it’s trendy.

[technicallyprofoundvoid]

We matter and every time of day

No matter what the government says

I am black and here, not cowering in the face of fear

Trendy applause means nothing to my ears

Black lives matter at every time and place

Reblog if you think the same

[thescribblednovel]

Poetry Prompt!

Write a poem about a dream that you only kinda remember!

Comment how your poem turned out!🙂

[technicallyprofoundvoid]

I dream about many things,

About nightmares, about myths.

It's hard to put words to the page

My subconscious likes to drive me insane

I would tell stories of faded dragons,

Magic and folklore beyond apprehension

Dancing Dino's and mischievous henchmen

But my brain is fuzzy and my stories don't align

Hope to god I'll be fine

[i-am-aprl]

[technicallyprofoundvoid]

I bleed crimson ooze, a slimy red goo,

I bleed poison. I am filthy and unworthy of life too.

I am a monster unlike those who made me bleed.

They bleed the gold of the deepest mines.

I'm waiting for a plaster to stop the red sea that threatens to drown for all of time.

I'm still bleeding, the knife scrapes bone.

I'm dying, like a rose dyed red.

Faintly, I hear someone scream, "Off with their head!"

Sometimes, I wonder why I'm not dead.

I wet the ashes of home with crimson.

I wonder where this hatred is coming from.

I cry for lost youth, for women and men.

For everyone between that you killed with unjust resentment.

My blood joins the sea, of millions just like me.

Why must you kill without mercy?

Why do you expect sympathy?

Why make ashes of my home?

You scream, "Go away!" but you entered my home.

You gave me a plaster for a stab wound and obliterated my bones.

[lauramakabresku]

God's grace wanders at night among the fields of the soul

[technicallyprofoundvoid]

God's grace is an adventure,

A marvellous wanderer,

Who explored fields vast and gold

Who does tasks impossible for someone less bold

They are cloaked like the night and just as cold

They bathe in the light of the dying sun or something I'm told

God's grace is blessed with a fierceness in the heart,

That fans the flames that make them perform miraculous deeds as if they're art

[embeccy]

"Women should be someone and not something."

- Mary Cassatt

[technicallyprofoundvoid]

Someone, not something.

A person. Not just a pretty little fling.

A living breathing human being,

Someone who deserves love, not the fear of it fleeting

Someone who has words worth listening,

A purpose worth seeking

Pretty but not just a little thing

[kouklas17-blog-deactivated20250]

𝒢𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝐻𝑜𝑜𝒹 ౨ৎ

[technicallyprofoundvoid]

Girlhood.

Twirling around in white laced dresses,

Laughing with friends and making messes.

Singing and dancing through meadows,

Enjoying girlhood even as widows.

Watching the sun rise and fall through windows,

The sky with colours so bold and true,

Vibrant and beautiful, in all those ways we are too.

Our dresses are damp from dancing in the rain.

Girl hood is a beautiful thing, I hope you think the same.

[technicallyprofoundvoid]

The first lil bit of my book, enjoy!

Chapter one.

The sky was draped in a bleak, neverending cloak.

It shrouded the small child.

Skies above were littered in biting shards of meteors. Metaphors did not truly exist, in the vastness of this universe (for there are many), that seemed to echo the footsteps of the lumbering gods. The immortals whose ichor thrummed through their veins. How long would they have to walk in this barren landscape, drowning in ice as sharp as glass? The terrain below their feet was just as unforgiving, it clawed and made them bleed, until they had no blood left to give.

It made them miss their mama. They stared at the sky for years on end just waiting for her to come back. Maybe she could kiss her scars better. Maybe she could make the gut wrenching pain finally go away.

They knew it couldn't be that easy. The sickening smell of blood left a trail that couldn't be erased. Muddy red footprints followed them like the plague. It stuck to them, a parasite in nature, making their body feel like a corpse in motion.

[technicallyprofoundvoid]

A Bleeding Heart

A bleeding heart hangs from a vine,

The flower remains divine for all of time

But divine things are cruel, they cut and spills

The bleeding heart is love and how it kills

A bleeding heart hangs from a vine, like the people who hang there left to die

Remember the heart that bleeds.

Or your grave will be the last thing remaining of thee.

[sayruq]

[nobodyusefulhere-deactivated202]

We mist have a moment of silence for this man, he was in his mid-twenties, in the U.S air force, he was in a high social class, with a high paying job, exactly the type of person that would support and bat a blind eye as to what Israel is doing.

Yet he did something that no one else will ever have the courage to replicate.

He burned himself alive to protest against the genocide in Gaza.

The fact that it's a U.S military serving agent who did it finally made a difference.

Because the west could not careless about how many people died in Gaza, for them, they were just numbers.

But when an air force member died because of it, it finally made the news speak out more about it, the issue in Gaza is affecting other countries, not financially or politically, but mentally and emotionnally.

Aaron Bushnell did the unthinkable, and he died, he died swearing to not be part of what the U.S is supporting.

The bravest of the bravest, may he rest in peace.

[technicallyprofoundvoid]

I have no poetry to speak of,

This man's death isn't a light switch you can turn on and off

This man is a warrior, this man is brave

If he just wanted to kill himself - he'd find an easier way.

This man is paving the way for a brighter day

Let's get on and march for our friends far away!