Comet Swan, Magic Wand
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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tannertan36

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almost home
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
we're not kids anymore.
Cosimo Galluzzi
Stranger Things
Cosmic Funnies
Xuebing Du

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Love Begins
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
noise dept.
hello vonnie

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One Nice Bug Per Day
Sweet Seals For You, Always
trying on a metaphor

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Comet Swan, Magic Wand
IC 1318, Butterfly Wing
NGC 2244, Rosette
Rules written 200 years ago by farmers were meant to be broken.
Education has evolved. Students' needs have evolved. Our children do not need rote repetition and mechanical emotions.
Four-day works weeks are a success. Our efficiencies should match our time off. Pure Capitalism is failing 99% of the country.
The Puritans may have been here first, but many more came after them with better ideas.
When we end Puritanical endlessness, we end the robotic dystopia and start to live.
The real reason we still do this is Capitalism and exploitation of the working class go hand in hand. Control, cruelty, and conformity are all the point.
The best piece of advice I ever got was not meant as advice, but as an edict. If I was going to threaten people as a joke, it had to be so far out of proportion with what happened that it would be obvious I was joking. This changed how I expressed frustration with others. It then changed how I expressed frustration with myself.
Not “I’m going to hit you” but “I am going to buy a tuna sub from the gas station and hide it under the seat of your car”
Not “I’m going to kill myself” but “I am going to walk into the desert and let the scarabs take me”
The other side then happened. When I mess something up, instead of saying it’s bad and perpetuating negative thoughts, swing hard the other way.
Not “this art is terrible” but “this shall be framed and mounted on the wall in my museum exhibition as testament to the suffering I had to overcome”
Have been doing this since high school. It was my drama teacher who asked me to please stop scaring the actors. The other half of the edict was that I had to say it in a polite tone, and end it with either please or thank you.
Life changing. 10/10 Mr Muëller. Highly reccomend.
NGC 2264, Christmas Tree
here is my cause for the day. because people (american people) like shooting their fucking mouths off.
this article list thing that buzzfeed posted.
People Are Sharing The Things That Have Become So Normalized They Feel Like Scams, And Shit Got Real https://buzzfeed.com/alanavalko/everyday-realities-that-are-scams
good stuff. almost all of it, i agree 100%, particularly as one member of the american poverty class.
except:
now. let me tell you something.
that person is not just handing you some peaches or salsa. they either made it themselves, or are (like my partner & myself) working for the people that did. we sell locally-grown gourmet mushrooms. our card reader *asks* if you want to tip, does not demand it, does not give you a percentage or number to tip, it's completely optional. idk what other people use, but i imagine it's basically the same.
do you know who *does* force a tip? big corporations & chains. idr if i've even ever encountered this, but i'm not always the one paying (ok, never the one paying,) & i also don't pay attention.
here are some screen shots of me being belligerent towards privileged people who undoubtedly make more money than the people selling their salsa & mushrooms at a farmer's market. because, as my mom used to tell me, i don't know when to stop.
M8, Ripples of the Lagoon
NGC 2174, Mystic Mountain Tops
perhaps some will disagree, but i think the world got worse when we changed the colour of the night
this is what i mean
Via @bulbaderp
To be clear, THIS is how nights of the future should be lit
This is bat friendly street lighting, which not only looks sick as fuck but allows bats to pass through without disturbance, as they cannot see red.
orange and especially white lights deter bats and prevent them from reaching feeding grounds at nighttime. Please if you can, write to your local council and encourage red street lights!!!!
M31, Andromeda
i know we're all sick of self-care being a marketing tactic now, but i don't think a lot of us have any other concept of self-care beyond what companies have tried to sell us, so i thought i'd share my favorite self-care hand out
brought to you by how mad i just got at a Target ad
OP this is EXCELLENT
Now THAT’S a self care resource! If you’ve gotten distracted by capitalism’s appropriation of “self-care” and watering the meaning down to nothing this is a super helpful guide to cut through the bullshit.
spiritual practice is ever-evolving. you never Figure It Out, it has ups & downs & spirals. it's never Just One Thing. it's not like *getting up at 5 am to meditate & pray & commune for an hour before starting your day in perfect equanimity.*
it's the constant act of balancing spirit mind heart & body. mostly, one pulls into sharper focus for a while & u think the others are going to just go about themselves. but then another needs more attention.
you never Arrive. it's never perfect. it is the All & the All is you.
find the emptiness that you are built around & dwell there.
it's getting not easier but more frequently remembered.
*at least for me
this autism discovery thing is really bonkers. i have had a *notoriously* poor memory. i've only been able to recall lil snatches of my childhood for most of my adult life.
so now that i'm thinking on my life & ways i have historically experienced neurodivergent traits, my brain is learning how to remember. (it was only a couple of yrs ago when i learned this meant trauma.)
the point is.
i now have these absolute random memories of a time when i was very much being autistic &, ofc, the shame i was caused to feel bc i was an undiagnosed autistic child & i was doing smth i "shouldn't."
for example.
when i was abt 10 yrs old, close to the end of 5th grade, we had a Major Assignment that counted for like ½ of our grade. (like really? wtf. we're children.) anyway we had to do a report about a state that we chose.
i (inwardly) panicked bc i had No Fkn Clue what i was supposed to do. by that time i was already extremely timid & intimidated by authority, so i felt too scared to ask an Adult (also, it would mean i was stupid for not being able to figure out how to do something everyone else seemed to know how to do, & i was Gifted.) i don't remember much of that 2 wks, but i do remember anxiety & lying (i NEVER lied - i still don't - & it felt bad) to both my guardians (my mom, my grandparents)& my teacher abt how i was coming along on the report.
(idk why i didn't ask my bff for help, i'm going to guess it's bc i was always second to her & i didn't want to look stupid.)
anyway, time came to hand it in & i didn't. i was panicking so much like holy shit this is bad i'm going to get yelled at i'm not going to pass & i won't graduate w my friends & peers. i had a tummy ache all day & everything felt hazy. dissociation i suppose.
so after we get home, i'm playing w probably barbies idk but i'm playing on the floor, absolutely panicking, when my grandma gets a call from my teacher ofc. she comes & asks me what happened to the report & i was like "my teacher must have lost it." my grandma already knows i'm full of shit, but ig she decided to humor me, & says she'll call her back & ask her to look for it. & she was like you better hope she finds it. so she calls the teacher, recounting what i had said & ofc she doesn't have it. my grandma busts in & starts *screaming* at me. i start sobbing like i'm sorry i'm sorry. all i really remember was her saying "'SHE LOST IT, MY FOOT!" which even in my current emotional state i thought was weird. she repeated it like she was so furious she couldn't think of other words.
eventually she stormed out (probably yelling something like "what am i going to do with you?" & i sobbed for what felt like hrs (& might have been for all i know. i feel like i missed dinner idk.)
anyway, she actually does come & apologize at some point, probably hugs me & tells me she loves me, & says she'll try to figure it out, SIGH.
so, it got figured out, i graduated with my friends & peers. i had to do the report over the summer, & my grandma made me do an extra one for punishment.
IT. WAS. UNBEARABLY. BORING. but i got through it ok.
holy crap, did i just heal my trauma? maybe this will stop the nightmares i have abt not doing the work, not passing, & not being able to graduate (except in my dreams it's hs which is a Much Bigger Deal. sometimes i'm failing out of college instead of just dropping out like i did.)
just now recognising my grandma's inability to regulate her emotions.
🙃🙃🙃
system of a clown. if you even care
NGC 2264, Fox Fur
accepting that parts of me are my mom
accepting those parts & integrating.
realise i am both of my parents. & that makes me me. & maybe i'm kind of unique & cool & weird & as endlessly creative as the cosmos. & that maybe i don't hate living as much as i thought.
& being grateful to my parents instead of being pissed bc i wouldn't be me without them. they made a lil life.
& it's not gross. like logically l, yeah obviously but are u going to talk to ur mom abt ur sex life? right?
but The Mother
has been pulling
me
along
going
*LOOK AT ME IM RIGHT TF HERE IM TRYING TO HELP*
but i was looking at mother the person, with her meat brain issues. & my grandma. & my great grandma.
our family was a matriarchy long before i arrived.
i was mad at them all.
i was bored. or pissed. or crying. at them.
but also i loved them. they Cared. & i think i resented them for their life choices like u could do so much better be so much happier why do this boring mom thing why get married to ppl u fight with?
but The Mother is Her w/o the human trauma.
she is Gentle.
she is Fierce.
she brings & destroys life.
& maybe i'm not a mom, & maybe i'm not even female gendered.
but that doesn't mean that i *can't be*
but more like a big sister kind of thing cmon im not that old 😭
but not even that but someone who moves through the world as a person confident in themselves & never not in control of her situation. this is Peak Mother Energy. to feel capable & caring & creative & passionate. this Mother FUCKS. & she can FUCK UR SHIT UP.
anyway happy (belated) mother's day