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our light fed their stars
as the heavy weight of rain
dragged us out to sea.
—RTG
Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Of Wildflowers”
[Text ID: “When I was young, I heard / So much about being / a child/woman/man of God / but then I grew up and all / I ever wanted / was to be of wildflowers, / of willow, toad, and bone. / of swallowtails, sow thistle / and cedar, of birds.”]
no drug could ever hit as hard as that feeling when u look up and see the moon and stars on a really clear summer night

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I've stopped making music
Forgotten how to read
My brain is calling in so sick
It only knows to bleed
I'm counting all the dots
As I'm laying on the floor
Ignoring all my thoughts
Until I cannot anymore
I'm licking off the blood
Of another lonely night
The panic is a flood
The fear is just a blight
I hum into the darkness
Wearing terror in the dark
Another long forgotten mess
Another wildfire finds a spark
this is what is happening between us when i like your vent post
Hardly the most offensive thing but I'm so tired of everything being grey and beige and white and all the color drenched from myth media. Dull and grey and beige Odyssey this and dull and dimmed and colorless PJO that — did you see what they did to Olympus!! — genuinely what is that. What kind of god do I need to sacrifice to so myth media stops being so visually boring. You're telling folklore! stories!
the zendaya thing isnt even a new phenomenon by any means!! the article mentions margot robbie wearing the taj mahal diamond as well, and in addition to that i also want to remind people that diljit dosanjh's request to wear the patiala necklace for the 2025 met gala was denied by cartier because they said it was in a museum and could not be loaned. however they had no issues at all loaning it to emma chamberlain, a white woman, for the 2022 met gala, while they turned down the request of a punjabi man who wanted it to honor his heritage.
this behavior is nothing new. the global south and everything in it - the people, the culture, our heritage - is seen as nothing more than a decoration or commodity to colonizers. i don't even need to bring up the koh i noor or the entire british museum; these examples are recent and egregious enough on their own.
of course this is not to imply that any of the people involved here - zendaya, margot robbie, or emma chamberlain - had any sort of malicious intentions. but the ignorance is just as bad in my opinion. the ignorance is just as harmful, if not more. because it means we are not even an afterthought. it means that the real people and histories and heritages of the global south do not even register when these people are putting together looks for their movie premiers and met gala appearances. everything is just reduced down to a shiny piece of jewelry whose history they need not bother with. it's just a continued reminder of the way colonization affects us all even long after independence, of how barely-healed wounds keep being reopened even decades later. even now, we are being denied connections to our histories and heritages while they are freely being given out to those that have nothing to do with it and don't care for it. and i'm sick of it.
Art Nouveau Beach Shore Celestial Moon Necklace by The Mossy Dryad

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You are 60% water and every lake, river, pond, swamp, creek, and ocean you encounter wants to reclaim it desperately. Be careful out there.
So, all things end, right? Like Hozier said, and I refused and fought against this very simple truth with all I had, until I didn't have anything anymore. And after that, I sat inside those endings, clinging to them, and I cried, I cried, I cried, until the tears also ended. Until I was empty and there was only a black void, with nothing to grasp anymore, nothing to fight for, nothing to cry for.
And then. I realized that I was still alive. And some of the things that ended were still alive too, so... I went on. Eventually, while I was living, new things happened. New beginnings. New tender sprouts.
It seems an happy ending, but actually, that's when I realized how much I've changed.
I don't want new beginnings, they scare me deeply. When something new starts, I don't dive in it, happy and with my whole heart open, like I did my whole life. My heart stays safely guarded. And when something begins to fade, as expected, I don't fight for it anymore. I let it fade, with nothing more than a sigh. Tears haven't come back still. Will they?
If everything must end, then what's the point?
And I know the drill, I've been in therapy long enough. If I close myself up to avoid sorrow, I will avoid also happyness - but see, that's the point. I don't want happyness either. It's intoxicating, full of pleasure, it moves mountains, it builds worlds, it makes you feel alive in a way that doesn't hurt for once, and then. Then it brings the deepest sorrow you've ever experienced. They are tied, it's inevitable. So no, I don't want happyness either, no thanks.
I know this wasn't the lesson I was supposed to learn. I know I missed the point spectacularly.
But still. This is where I am now. A quiet nothing and easy, harmless interactions are what I seem to need right now. I'm still so very tired. Happyness, love, anger, desire, sorrow, desperation, they all require so much energies, I don't have them anymore. I'm not sure I will ever get them back, but at this point it really doesn't matter anymore.
I love you tutulong
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You know, when I've remarked that a lot of the responses to my posts feel like people are just plucking out keywords they think they recognise based on the shape of them and replying to what they imagine the post says based on that, the possibility never occurred to me that this is actually how many American schools are currently teaching kids to read.
Like, my assumption this whole time has been that when folks go "I misunderstood this post that says [thing] as saying [unrelated thing] because I mistook [word] for [completely different word that happens to start with the same letter]", that was a bit. What do you mean they're teaching kids a reading method that's tailored to produce this exact error?
Three cueing. Once you learn about it, a whole lot of very frustrating online discourse with US Americans makes so much sense 😭
For decades, schools have taught children the strategies of struggling readers, using a theory about reading that cognitive scientists have
If you were taught to read with the three cueing method, and now struggle to read fluently, you can still learn to read properly!
-> Phonics For Adults <-
If you're a teenager, you can still use this resource.

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“my father is a boy and my mother is a girl so i’m mixed” is the funniest possible response to someone asking your gender and it came from 6’5 Viking footballer and notable weird little guy Erling Haaland on a Snapchat
comedians can only dream of writing something this funny
I cannot explain
My willful resistance
How roots won't remain
An erased existence
I long to be sand
I dream of the sea
To lose sight of land
To lose all of me