do you, be kind

Great news!

It’s done

“Sounds cool when exactly does the PvP start”

@that-house I could not stop thinking about this all day

We can tell youth that they are basically “rapists waiting to happen” (anti-rape initiative), or we can tell them that we know they would intervene if they saw harm happening to someone and we want to help empower them to do that (bystander intervention). The kids jump in with both feet for the latter! It was amazing to see children (and young boys in particular) excited to do this work and engage their creativity with it. Also, studies show that not only do they go on to intervene, but they also do not go on to sexually assault people themselves. Bystander intervention also takes the onus off the person being targeted to deter rape and empowers the collective to do something about it. It answers the question in the room when giggling boys are carrying an unconscious young woman up the stairs at a house party, and people are not sure how to respond and are waiting for “someone” to say or do something.

We have always been here and we always will be, there will never be a world without disabled people because being disabled is not bad, it's a natural part of the human experience and yeah it sucks some times but even when it sucks we have fought to build beautiful, unique, happy lives with people, both like us and not, and that should be celebrated.

The first sign of human civilization is the healed femur. The body of the profoundly disabled person who would have needed help to even just eat being carefully laid to rest after decades of a full, happy life. The medicinal plants showing even before we were entirely human we were doing what we could to not just survive, but alleviate suffering while we're at it. Above everything, evolution selected not the baby who can walk and eat and be quiet, but the one that can ask for help.

Disabled people are not just angry cockroach motherfuckers who refuse to die, we are proof of humanity's HUMANITY. Proof that natural selection selected a species that takes care of each other. From healed femurs and medicinal plants to vaccines and IVs and insulin to now, we are driven to help one another, we are at our strongest when we don't leave our most vulnerable behind. And I am living proof of that. My mother is living proof of that. Every disabled and chronically and/or mentally ill person I know is living proof of that.

And I don't know about the rest of you, but will carry that shred of humanity's true nature inside me like it's my fucking soul. I am scared and angry and hurt, but I have a lifetime's experience being scared and angry, and I can shake off the kind of pain that would make Atlas crumble to dust like it's nothing but a stiff fucking breeze. Disabled people have always been here, turning fear and anger and pain into joy and beauty and connection, and I'm not going to let everyone who came before me down. I'm not going to give up. Not now, not ever.

It's okay if you're disabled and you've hit your limit, you're too scared and tired and hurt, I won't blame you. But I won't abandon you, either. I might not be able to right all of the wrongs in the world, but I'll be strong, I'll carry all of you with me, I will not give up.

As I've said before, society hates a cripple who won't die, so we must spite them and live anyway.

A short comic I made about my experiences as a seasonal worker, and the way places change you.

(my own photos)

Not only they, but the entire Mojave ecosystem is still struggling to adapt since the loss of ground sloth dung. their chief fertilizer.

Many, many trees and plants in the Americas have widely-spaced, extremely long thorns that do nothing to discourage deer eating their leaves, but would've penetrated the fur of ground sloths and mammoths. Likewise, if you've observed a tree that drops baseball or softball-sized fruit which lies on the ground and rots, like Osage Oranges, which were great for playing catch at my school, chances are they were ground sloth or mammoth chow.

You can read about various orphaned plants and trees missing their megafauna in this poignant post:

1, Grung Oath of Vengeance Paladin, born in the lower caste you were able to escape, but now adventure to one day become strong enough to free your friends.

2, A genderfluid Warlock (the subclass and race of which doesn't matter) who uses the Mask of Many Faces Eldritch Invocation so their body always matches their gender.

3, An Echo Knight Fighter (the race of which doesn't matter) who was never able to make friends, so they simply learned to manifest an Echo to be their friend. (also works with Shepard Druid)

4, A Dwarf (the class does not matter) who grew up in a massive underground city, but one day got lost and arrived on the surface, and now searches for how to get back home.

5, A Chronurgy Wizard (race doesn't matter) who saw something beyond what they should know, so wiped their mind, and all they have now to go on is a half completed note.

The bodies of dead god-like creatures are mined for valuable resources.

a place where magical energy just flows.. a place like the knee!!

Hey Dungeon Masters!

For this Christmas' adventure, consider sending your players on a vacation to these adorable Babayaga & Breakfast huts 😊

I'm sure nothing will go wrong 😁

I call them moose bugs :)

The first one I saw [less than a year ago, what a blessing to know they exist!] is now my lock screen photo!