No. 14 (White and Greens on Blue), Mark Rothko, 1998, Oil on Canvas, 90.2 × 69.9 cm
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No. 14 (White and Greens on Blue), Mark Rothko, 1998, Oil on Canvas, 90.2 × 69.9 cm

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I think part of getting better is complete ego death. Like you’re not above setting a timer for 5 minutes and focusing on a task. You’re not above doing a very simple 3 minute workout to start. You’re not above reading for 10 minutes a day when you first get out of your reading slump, even if you used to read for hours. You’re not above starting slow and then building up to where you want to be/where you once were. What you are above is total inertia. Doing something really is better than doing nothing. Radically accept where you are, radically accept your limits, and go from there. Don’t let your ego get in the way.
Shit man, this soldier war is fucked. I just saw a guy kill another guy, with a gun. I gotta get the fuck outta here.
Chol Mabior at Robert Wun Couture FW 2026
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we ran out of devotion that corrupts. would you guys be cool with devotion thats a little annoying to everyone
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The other day my wife told me about this influencer who said she needed to go on ozempic so she could go from 130 lbs down to 115 and I really cannot stress the degree to which we have so COMPLETELY lost the plot with this glp1 shit. Like not only are people are going on this shit for purely cosmetic purposes, the cosmetic purposes are delusional. This is the kind of mindset that gives people eating disorders but now because you can get a prescription instead of having to starve yourself or enduce vomiting a big swath of the general public seems eager to go along with it. Body Positivity did not go fucking far enough because I am being so real when I say that fatphobia is more of a public health crisis than obesity has ever been
People making a choice feminism argument for Ariana Grande looking skeletal have me feeling like this
as i understand them, glp1s do 4 things:
suppress appetite
slow down digestion (physical)
increase insulin secretion
decrease sugar release into blood from digestion
in diabetes patients, the main thing here is helping to stabilize the bloodsugar, so since they're generally already reliant on externally supplied insulin, point 4 is the most important.
for weight loss, they're all important.
by decreasing how much you want to eat and encouraging your body to metabolize faster and making what you ate take longer to turn into bloodsugar, you create a bloodstream with no spare sugar in it, and thus very little for your body to bundle up into big lipid molecules for storage.
carefully dosed, in moderation, this might even be good for a patient's health--like, i can see someone whose metabolism insists on giving them nothing to work with and putting everything in storage having an easier time reconditioning on these things and getting a boost out of the fatigue spiral, with the right oversight and frequent small meals. although I'd want to see a lot of long-term studies on the metabolic aftermath before i considered it for myself.
but handed out willy-nilly as a replacement for crash dieting, this is definitely not good for you.
the concept of using glp1s to shed weight is, essentially, that you trick your tissues into self-cannibalizing as though you're starving to death, because you have created the internal conditions of starving to death, without having to actually suffer the sensation of hunger.
so, uh. it's an anorexia drug. drug that gives you anorexia. quick and easy anorexia. medically induced anorexia.
possibly a little less bad for you than getting to the same stage of anorexia organically, as it were, since you're only getting the stresses and harm from Literal Starvation and not all of the stress involved in forcing yourself to that point, but most people will not do that so it's a slightly less awful version of an extremely deadly condition that's now available to way more people. not good!
You are an adventurer in a generic fantasy world and you use this weapon!
Do you like it?
YES!!!!!
yes
Eh it's okay
No
NO!!!!!!!
i wanna get some kind of procedure that gives me eyeshine. i want people to look at me and see a pretty girl at first glance, but then see my eyes flash in the dark and wonder if they've just had a dangerous encounter with the creature.
Imagine having been born in 1905... And all your life it doesn't fucking stop. The Great War, the Spanish Flu, and then you go out of your mind for 7 years. Everyone is traumatised and nothing matters. Then another crash. And then the rise of fascism, and the War to end all Wars didn't and it's 1945 and you're just about still there. You may have fought or ferried the boys from Dunkirk or sabotaged the Nazi occupiers or worked in the factories and put out fires during the Blitz and you're lucky to be alive, because not all your friends made it. But you are and finally, fucking finally, it stops. It stops. You are tough as nails and you can put that strength to work into building something and you do, and people have cars and can buy icecream and you have a pension fund and the kids have money of their own and no nightmares.
I want that for us. I so want that for us. I want to be the generation that has seen fucking everything and is like a MRSA bug and unfazed and when that Cheeto finally dies, I want us to. Plant the gardens and clean the seas because we can and we want to and we remember some joy, some time of trust even when it got broken and we can say to the 20 somethings "let us show you what we can build, how it can feel."
And maybe Gen beta will take it all for granted like the boomers did, but we can give Gen Z and Alpha some peace because we, and Gen Z and Alpha have seen the Dark Times and fuck that noise.
At the start of the Pandemic, my spouse’s grandmother was in an assisted-living home, and of course they were severely locked down, because with no vaccination available and we don’t really know how it spreads and no tests and anyone over 80 is deffo gonna die…. They couldn’t take the risks. So they weren’t even allowed to leave their rooms. Staff brought meals and left them outside the door, and they left dishes outside, and that was just their life for the foreseeable future.
So we tried to make sure someone called her every day, so she would have some kind of interaction, and one time my spouse asked how she was doing, and her attitude was basically, “Yeah, this happens sometimes.”
Because that was her life. She did live through the depression, she did lose three siblings to the last pandemic. She did live through WWII, and sent a son off to Vietnam, and made a family and a household and a career while knowing one slip of a button might wipe out all life on earth. And she lived through it; she survived.
And so 2020 wasn’t the end of the world, for her. It was just another thing. Because life is made up of sunshine and rainbows and puppy dogs, AND ALSO fascists and violence and rancid millionaires living high while people starve. And when you are in the middle of the shit times, you acknowledge that they’re shit, and also that they are not exclusively shit, because they still include spring days and new flowers and people taking care of each other.
And it was just… a really helpful perspective to get. You can survive it, you can become strong enough to live to 103 despite everything, you can become a source of strength and joy for everyone around you.
apparently the finance team question of the week this week is 'would you rather fight 25 squirrels or 1 kangaroo' and im like well do i get to specify which kangaroo
i shall fight this one.
tho i suppose the issue with fighting the musky rat-kangaroo is the emotional cost... yes this thing only weighs 500 grams and i could probably kick the shit out of it... but the remorse... the remorse :(
i would like to add to this that our manager responded that he would take the squirrels because he's 'done it before' and when pressed said they 'hunt in packs like velociraptors'.

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I've known a number of non binary people in my life and I think single biggest conclusion I can draw from that is that non binary people are not the same. Like if Men fit in box A and women fit in box B, people really, really want nonbinary people to fit in a theoretical box C, and it just doesn't work like that. They are outside the boxes. They defy any simple categorization because they are not a third way of being, but every other possible way of being.
Being supportive of binary people is relatively simple, they have decided to sort themselves into one of the boxes that we have lots of experience interacting with. Being supportive of nonbinary people can be comparatively tricky, because you have to resist the urge to create box C and drop them all there. That's how we end up with various prejudices like "woman lite". Humans really, really like to categorize things. It helps us think. Unfortunately, sometimes it helps us think wrong.
If you have a non binary person in your life, I think it is important to take the extra effort to learn about them specifically.
THIS is the comic that has been banned
It was flagged as "Eksplicit", shadowbanned, and every reblog turned invisible. The flagging is also unappealable (unless that is an error, thanks tumblr)
Happy Trans Day of Invisibility from your tumblr mods!
Only found out because I tried to reblog with an update from your local trans unicorn siblings!
I cannot even LINK to my old comic without every new post getting deleted.
And yet, we will CONTINUE to exist, and grow, and find each other. We will be visible up to and beyond our own deaths. Because we stand for love. We love ourselves and each other and that just makes us stronger.
Happy pride!
The original post was pardoned, but the shadowban still persisted and every reblog was hidden from the dash and flagged explicit. I'm not sure if it recovered by now, or if it's always going to be at risk of banning.
So whatever staff reviewed my complaint agreed that it wasn't explicit. So thank you for that, moderator. This highlights that the problem starts with bad actors reporting anything they don't like, and that it's a tossup if your appeal is seen by a bot, a normal human, or a bigot.
I'm grateful I can still touch people and spread positivity. Many of my queer siblings, brothers, and sisters - especially trans sisters - can't say the same.
But no matter what happens, we will always have each other. Every letter in our alphabet is a pillar holding up a beautiful world that only stands if we're all in it together. The rest of society may call you a monster, but it calls me one too. Maybe you won't hear it from the rest of them, but listen and you will hear it from me.
I love you.
I always will.