man every day this week has started with me feeling vague, implacable doom. can't tell if the world is ending or if i'm, like, gonna start my period soon
@cindym
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man every day this week has started with me feeling vague, implacable doom. can't tell if the world is ending or if i'm, like, gonna start my period soon
Green Books From Below logotype on cream background, accompanying line illustration of interconnected heads and bodies reading books, books, coffee cups and raised fists. Main text reads โRadical bookshop coming soon to Newcastleโ in a bold sans serif font.
Noted! Canโt seem to amend the main image but I have reposted the image with alt text here.
good work! thanks
(providing alt text is doing extra work)
an early spring photograph of a quail, a bird with a topknot feather, standing on the edge of my neighbor's roof after I have startled the quail by opening up the side door to my garage where I do laundry.
Android 22 photograph, unaltered of some of the gorgeous colors that are on the back wall of my home, this vibrant raspberry display is coming from a bougainvillea and the pretty purple colors are coming from a Australian vine called a false sarsaparilla or Happy wanderer some late afternoon sun is reflected on the side of the photograph. zone 9B. suburban desert desert Phoenix
a display of three kinds of flowers upon the Calliandra Californica plant also known as a Baja fairy duster ;beautiful red feathered flowers one open ,one drying, and one completely dried. zone 9B Phoenix Sonoran Desert
๐ฑ You cant allow yourself to be crushed
Allowing yourself this feeling is bad for yr BP
Sometimes I get overwhelmingly Sad w the realization that I was dealt a shite hand: Legally Blind and Undiagnosed Neurodivergent Autistic, I Tried for 60 yrs to navigate the world, uninformed. I choose to
Thrive
No.
No crushing allowed.
If you allow yourself to get crushed enuf, it's 2 hard to reassemble the Whole.
Sometimes, I get overwhelmingly sad w the realization that I was dealt a shite hand: No one told me that I was Neurodivergent Autistic; I tried for 60 years to navigate the world, uninformed.
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correct!
"There is no 'outside-of-text'"? Sounds like something a person who works with text would say.
If Derrida was a baker he'd have probably said there is no outside the cake.
you need ALttext to be radical
You donโt need to inspire others in order for your life to be valuable
Truth
You must add Value to your own life
Especially True if you find your Identity as someone's partner, someone's friend, someone's mother, someone's sister, someone's daughter.
Maybe you think you failed, many of these *roles* that were foisted upon you?
The person needing inspiration is YOU.๐ค
Mo Ryan is the best at telling it like it is.
Yes. Plus 1.
We lionize horrible people,
We elevate the worst
I honestly have no idea why, other than enough of us must like them.
There are many horrible people, that part I understand.
The thing you never stop hearing about the Dem elite โ that their messaging on certain issues was captured by a noisy sliver of the population who donโt talk like normal people โ is all thatโs happening to the entirety of elite gop, admin and otherwise โ comms and policymakers
Cactus Wren #65, a loner in low light, floofing in profile on a thorny perch over in the cholla patch.
Cheer up! It's #WrensDay! ๐ค๐ถโ๐ซ๏ธ
๐๏ธ May you avoid all the thorns on Hump Day! ๐ฆ๐ฟ
๐ธ Cactus Wren ๐ชถ
#Wrens
#BirdLovers
#Photography
Agree!
I used to say the same thing about his UncleTeddy. TK went to a party, got wasted. While driving his *secretary* *home* took a wrong turn.
Car plunged into deep water. Mary Jo Kopechne drowned. He swam away, did not tell ๐จ. Punishment was that he would Never be President, *only* Senator.
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Uggi the dog down at Reykjavรญk harbour
Afternoon
Tank in an armpit
We were up late
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What a sweet little face ๐
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which graham greene book should i start with
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I am fine because I have always been close to my mother and I was shut out of her final years by my father. it is sometimes best to love someone from afar, is what I learned.
mostly though, Guy?
You are Not alone in grief, ever! ๐ค
"I would like to throw the concept of low stakes and high stakes into the nearest volcano and never speak of these concepts again. Rather, I would like to talk about stakes that are near or far."
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The origin of SARS-CoV-2 solved!
The grand river is bright blue reflecting the clear skies. There are trees and shrubs all along the shore.
Bright blue skies and harsh sunlight shines on bare trees and sand.
A tree on the edge of the river has a large web of roots holding on to land.
A trail through a sparse forest. There is dry yellow grass and some hints of green on the ground.
It was such a bright sunny day yesterday
nice!
There was a German in valet parking. A Belgian and a Swiss at odds over vol-au-vents in the kitchen. A small contingent of African spies (Senegal, Cote d'Ivoire, Gabon) on the janitorial staff, relatively careless about Francophone eavesdroppers. She spotted a very young and nervous Turkmen agent shoving a dead-drop spike into the eye of a gaudy reindeer statue at Christmastime, and duly stole it, learning his real name (Kasymguly) and workname (Kevin) in the process. The waitstaff had a Russian agent named Vladimir and a Ukrainian agent named Volodymyr and they'd nearly killed each other in the west parking lot one night. The Polish agent Wtodzimierz, who was considerably older and world-weary, smoked a cigarette, watched them brawl, and predicted they'd both be fired for coming to work with visible bruises. He was right, which was a pity; Volodymyr had been very handsome indeed. They were replaced, in due time, by Dmitri and Dmytro, at which point she began to wonder if Kyiv and Moscow were being deliberate about all this for their own inscrutable reasons.
sorry to poast too much about this but its my first published fiction since high school and i had fun imagining the many many spies at mar a lago
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Generally,Tal, you do not post enough, and you are very welcome to post through this!๐๐๐