on the dancing places they are dancing shining

SADIQ

Landlord update:

We threw a street party fundraiser and it absolutely fucking ripped. We raised over a grand for the TA fund, there was great food and music, and most importantly because this was the real point, tonnes of neighbours told me they "feel like a real community for the first time"

It was absolutely exhausting and I'm still recovering 4 days later, but it was extremely beautiful and I'm so glad we put so much work into making it as good as it was. We had a bouncy castle and a big sound system and an arts station and someone even invited the local fire fighters to bring their fire truck down (they were really hot omg). It was a sort of perfect mix between village fete and dance party vibes. Towards the end when the sound system had to go back one of the neighbours brought out a big speaker and kept the music going. We all coordinated to make less driving for the neighbour with the big van by moving the tables back to the church, but then we realised that there were still chairs to move, so I suggested that everyone takes one chair each to watch the fireworks in the park, and then we all walk our chairs back to the church after, which ended up an even better and cuter vibe because we had a little viewing gallery for the fireworks and a bit of a community pitching in spirit. It was really noticeable how many more neighbours suddenly felt able to take initiative and proactively contribute when we were doing something big and fun, and I'm really hoping that will make them feel empowered for the fight against the landlord.

I learned from the ZAD that rituals and celebrations are an important part of a long struggle - they draw lines between people that tangle and enmesh until everyone is firmly tied to one another. They keep saying we're a real community now, and I feel like I successfully cast a magic spell.

one year with cql requests: lwj crying in the rain for anonymous

I felt as if the sky was torn off my life. 

With a heavy heart, I come to you all with the news announced by close friends of Cat Frazier that she had passed away on Monday, June 29.

She had been running @animatedtext since 2012, with her impact on the internet SHAPING tumblr. If you have a years long history on this site, you’ve seen her art.

She ran a venue in Oakland called Oakland Secret, a punk venue where I’d vend at regularly as an artist. She made a safe space for queer artists, artists of color, and local furs too. I am forever grateful for her work both in the Bay Area creative scene and online, and am forever changed by the totality of her impact.

I’ll be linking some articles from the 2010’s about her impact online: The Fader | Action | Jezebel | ObviouslySocial

I invite you to take a visit through her archive, and if you have a long history with this site like I do, it’s like walking down memory lane.

paypal.me/kgryffindor

ignore the harry potter related username, I have tried to change it, paypal will not let me, I promise I'm not a TERF

and like. first of all even for people with partners that's assuming they're abled themselves and can handle all that. you can't assume that. secondly: what about people who are single, who live alone, who will probably always do so

"get someone to keep an eye on you when you start this new medication" who. "don't over exert yourself" nobody else is going to do the tasks. "this can be a walker or a transit wheelchair so your partner can push you when you get tired" my what

i had to ask my housemate to come to the hospital in a taxi, leave the taxi waiting outside, come inside to fetch me (they wouldn't even let me go from the ward to the taxi even though i could point to my phone and the texts saying that my housemate was outside), and then go back to our house with me. fortunately it was a weekend, so she didn't have to take time off work to do this, but they went on about how she'd have to keep an eye on me for the next day or so

bear in mind that i barely knew my housemate when we moved in together. we had mutual friends but it was an arrangement of convenience

Trying to get the blood people to understand that I had driven there and that no, I didn't have a partner to come fetch me and monitor me was a flipping task and a half.

Hi, I’m a young queer trans guy who’s about to start HRT for the first time ever. I am attempting to save up money for medications, appointments, blood work, etc but with my current job it’s very difficult. I’m also trying to save up for college at the same time, so I’m in a tight spot financially. My current goal is $1000. I would like to reach or get as close to this goal as possible. This would help me start to cover the costs of hrt. If you have the ability to donate, even if it’s just a little, it is so greatly appreciated. If you cannot donate which I understand since we’re all struggling with our own things, please share and reblog this post.

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“Native people used to live in this National Park” No. They still do.

“Native people used to tell these stories-” No. They still do.

“Native people used to use this plant as a natural remedy-” No. They still do.