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ā¶ #i draw - my art
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mikoto milgrams actual story turned out very lackluster but why did I even expect a well researched portrayal of a system. but anyway I just wanted to post this doodle from 2023
thereās a cultural obsession with labelling all female authors as unintelligent or otherwise only capable of accidentally stumbling into brief moments of genius in their works that we need to start pushing back against
āI was always bothered when people say, āI cry to your music, it sounds like a diary, it sounds so personal,āā Mitski says. āYes, it is personal. But thatās so gendered. Thereās no feeling of, āOh, maybe sheās a songwriter and she wrote this as a piece of art.āā
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feel like it's related to the phenomenon mitski's discussing here - if women's art is only seen as unfiltered diaristic emotion then of course it can only ever be accidental genius, never created with intention and thought
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speaking on chornobyl, the word chornobyl, lit. "black-weed", is one of ukrainian folk names for wormwood. there is a legend about wormwood, described in vasyl tovstyi's book "legends and myths of ukraine". in this legend, a girl got lost in the forest and fell into a cave with vipers, who didn't eat anything, but when they got hungry they licked a stone. so when the girl got hungry herself, she licked the serpent's stone too, and from now on she understood the language of herbs and beasts. and so she lived in the cave until spring, and when the spring came, it was time for the serpents to leave the underearth and into the human world, and so the cave opened and stairs appeared, and the girl could leave. but the serpent tsarytsia told her: "you now know the language of beasts and herbs, but never say the word "wormwood" (chornobyl), or you will forget all this in an instant". the girl was excited to return home and ran to her village, but then, a voice came from behind her, and asked: "what is this herb, with the leaves all black?" and the girl, lost in her longing for home, answered: "chornobyl". and so all her knowledge was lost. this is why, the legend says, chornobyl is also called "zabudka" or "zabudiok" (forget-weed).
speaking on chornobyl, the word chornobyl, lit. "black-weed", is one of ukrainian folk names for wormwood. there is a legend about wormwood, described in vasyl tovstyi's book "legends and myths of ukraine". in this legend, a girl got lost in the forest and fell into a cave with vipers, who didn't eat anything, but when they got hungry they licked a stone. so when the girl got hungry herself, she licked the serpent's stone too, and from now on she understood the language of herbs and beasts. and so she lived in the cave until spring, and when the spring came, it was time for the serpents to leave the underearth and into the human world, and so the cave opened and stairs appeared, and the girl could leave. but the serpent tsarytsia told her: "you now know the language of beasts and herbs, but never say the word "wormwood" (chornobyl), or you will forget all this in an instant". the girl was excited to return home and ran to her village, but then, a voice came from behind her, and asked: "what is this herb, with the leaves all black?" and the girl, lost in her longing for home, answered: "chornobyl". and so all her knowledge was lost. this is why, the legend says, chornobyl is also called "zabudka" or "zabudiok" (forget-weed).
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lazy edit because he looks like hes wearing minecraft helmet and im too particular about dachihair to not go insane because of that. he has to look like a mango. they nailed his facial features though
thank you p4r trailer for being good. the sky seems brighter outside the window now. breathing is easier. what a time to be alive
One day youāll have whatever it is youāre now so confusedly seeking. That kind of calm that comes from knowing oneself and others. But you canāt rush the arrival of that state of mind. There are things you only learn when no one teaches them. And thatās how it is with life. Thereās even more beauty in discovering it for yourself, in spite of the suffering.
Clarice Lispector, from āGertrudes asks for adviceā in The Complete Stories
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the funniest moment in dungeon meshi is when marcille is having her nightmare and brings up her dead bird while also talking about her dead dad, saying āpapa and pipiā and laios automatically assumes pipi is marcilles third nonbinary parent on top of her mom and dad
im no different from the masses
i want this post to be weighty and meaningful enough, so it wasn't written in one day. now when i have some sort of platform (?) here, in my opinion i should use it to speak about something important to me. something that i want people to know about.
today, on 18th of may in 1944, crimean tatar people were deported by the soviet government from our homeland crimean peninsula, our only homeland. we call it sürgün or sürgünlik which directly means exile.
the official reason for the collective punishment of the soviet government was "collaboration with the army of nazi germany during occupation of crimea". except crimean tatar people, another nine minorities were "punished" as well. (according to wikipedia, only 20,000 of crimean tatars agreed to work with germany. it opposes to 40,000 crimean tatars that were fighting against fascism and nazism in the red army.)
within three days around 192,000 of crimean tatar people have been transferred in cattle trains to central asia and ural mountains. mostly to uzbek soviet socialist republic. around 8,000 of them perished due lack of food and water and harsh living conditions in exile. houses, farms, acres of land were left abandoned.
we were allowed to return to our homeland only in the late 80s - early 90s. crimean tatars ā my family included ā had to rebuild everything almost from scratch during the 90s. in 2004 we made 12% of the crimean population. mind you, before exile we were 20% and before russian empire annexation of crimea in 1783 we were 90% of population. after annexation in 2014, we make only 10%.
there are many theories why the soviet government actually deported us. but it's confirmed that this is a genocide, an ethnical cleansing of autochthonous population of crimea.
currently sürgünlik is recognised as genocide by ukraine, lithuania, latvia, poland, the czech republic, canada and the netherlands.
this tragedy shaped us, this is the trauma my people carry throughout the generations. right now russian federation attempts to erase us and our heritage all over again. in crimea, crimean tatars are getting arrested, accused of being "terrorists". our national schools are closing, general education schools are slowly getting rid of our native language lessons.
half of my generation can't speak and think in our language as it gets forgotten and our dialects get lost.
so no, russian war against ukraine isn't just about ukraine for me. it's about my people's identity not being erased by the imperialist state we suffer from since the 18th century, it's about bringing them to historical justice and condemning their actions (not only towards crimean tatars, but towards everyone they've harmed)
biz unutmadıq ve biz unutmacamız (we didn't forget and we won't forget)