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"None of us have the promise of tomorrow. God forbid this is my last day on this beautiful earth, it won't be spent listening to some news person telling me how rotten we are, how rotten life is, heck no, I'm going out and seeing how beautiful life is.
As humans, our time on this planet is very limited...
Turn off, tune out, and turn on your life. Peace"
- Frank Zappa
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â..the June nights are long and warm; the roses flowering; and the garden full of lust and bees..â
â Virginia Woolf in a letter to Vanessa Bell c. June 1926
He who would learn to fly one day must first learn to stand and walk and run and climb and dance; one cannot fly into flying.
-- Friedrich Nietzsche
(Ascona, Switzerland)
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âEven a wounded world is feeding us. Even a wounded world holds us, giving us moments of wonder and joy. I choose joy over despair, not because I have my head in the sand, but because joy is what the earth gives me daily, and I must return the gift.â ~Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass
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Crescent City
Like a song, a rhythm, a sultry southern midnight
Counting fate across the night sky miles
Winds turn to the sight of rain
Every day closer to the future or the past
Every mile, stories with a brass ring to catch
The way you talked, the way you walked
Cowboy hat, Mardi Gras beads
Copper dreams or golden sunbeams
Looking in your eyes of doom
Longings that turn to Louisiana dirt
And a thirst that canât be filled
Never losing the way I feel about you
The sound of the Crescent City drifts through time
Torch and twang, love and life, hot Cuban jazz
(Poem by Sharla)
Etne :: Rore
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I had two dreams about him after he died. I dont remember the first one all that well but it was about meetin him in town somewheres and he give me some money and I think I lost it. But the second one it was like we was both back in older times and I was on horseback goin through the mountains of a night. Goin through this pass in the mountains. It was cold and there was snow on the ground and he rode past me and kept on goin. Never said nothin. He just rode on past and he had this blanket wrapped around him and he had his head down and when he rode past I seen he was carryin fire in a horn the way people used to do and I could see the horn from the light inside of it. About the color of the moon. And in the dream I knew that he was goin on ahead and that he was fixin to make a fire somewhere out there in all that dark and all that cold and I knew that whenever I got there he would be there. And then I woke up. - Cormac McCarthy, 1933-2023
The Angel Oak, South Carolina - Author: Dirtiegirll
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SERIOUS: NEW BOT SCAM ALERT
heya!
this right here?
THIS IS ABSOLUTELY NOT REAL.
the "@staff" is just the bio text.
tumblr staff will not contact you through anything other than email or their official accounts, which will all have this badge:
DO NOT ENGAGE WITH THIS OR SIMILAR ACCOUNTS AND ABSOLUTELY DO NOT CLICK ANY LINKS FROM IT.
report and block. i'd also appreciate it if you shared this post, bc that blog was JUST created and was already tagging a LOT of people, and i know not everyone has the scam-sensing instinct, even if this might seem obvious to some.
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I had this pop up a few days ago and blocked the account it was coming from. Sharing so others can do the same.
On May 28, 1963 not centuries ago, not even a full lifetime for many, something powerful unfolded inside a Woolworthâs in Jackson, Mississippi.
Three young peopleâAnne Moody, Memphis Norman, and Pearlena Lewisâwalked in knowing exactly what they were walking into.
At 11:15 a.m., they took their seats at a lunch counter where they were not âallowedâ to sit.
They didnât shout.
They didnât fight.
They simply refused to move.
For a moment, the room held its breath.
Then came the hostility.
What started as stares turned into slurs.
Slurs turned into violence.
People poured sugar, ketchup, and coffee over them.
They were hit, burned with cigarettes, and humiliated⌠while others watched.
Law enforcement stood close enough to see everything⌠and chose not to intervene.
For three hours, they endured it.
Not because they were powerless but because their restraint was their power.
Others joined them, sitting down as seats opened, each person continuing the same quiet resistance.
This wasnât ancient history.
This happened just over 60 years ago.
The images from that day forced America to look at itself⌠unfiltered and undeniable.
And while that moment didnât end segregation overnight, it helped move the country forward.
Less than a year later, the Civil Rights Act would become law.
History isnât always made in grand speeches or behind podiums.
Sometimes, it happens when someone decides to sit downâŚ
âŚand refuses to get up...
