I got the idea from following the illustrious @zoanzon, who has the most poetic, insightful, and satisfying tag system I have ever seen—though I am not nearly as consistent as them.
tipsy girl at the club is a kind of paladin
1. Immune to fear
2. Can give people stronger saves through a charisma based aura
3. Can detect evil
4. Can cast spells?
5. Can definitely smite.
The logic is sound.
Now I'm picturing a order of women knights, that spend their time mostly being drunk. But when they get serious you do not want to be in their way because, well, smiting.
they recruit new members by sitting together noisily at the inn and shouting “hey! heeeeeyyyy! come drink with us, girlfriend! yeaaaaahhhh!” if they see a woman who looks kind of lonely or shy
WANIMAL
a lot of people are dismissing the "violent" rap music rushing and scrambling to say well not ALL rap is violent here's some rappers who don't rap about violence but like. idk. I think the "violent" rap is important to listen to as well. do you know why gangs exist? do you know why Compton is the way that it is? can you listen to the experiences of black men when you can't personally relate on any level? or will you dismiss an entire genre of music because certain sub genres make you feel a bit uncomfortable as a non-black person?
I saw this book entitled "Plants Have So Much to Give Us, All We Have to Do is Ask" by Mary Siisip Genuisz and i thought oh I HAVE to read that. The author is Anishinaabe and the book is all about Anishinaabe teachings of the ways of the plants.
Going from the idiotic, Eurocentric, doomerist colonialism apologia of that "Cambridge companion to the anthropocene" book, to the clarity and reasonableness of THIS book, is giving me whiplash just about.
I read like 130 pages without even realizing, I couldn't stop! What a treasure trove of knowledge of the ways of the plants!
Most of them are not my plants, since it is a different ecosystem entirely (which gives me a really strikingly lonely feeling? I didn't know I had developed such a kinship with my plants!) but the knowledge of symbiosis as permeating all things including humans—similar to what Weeds, Guardians of the Soil called "Nature's Togetherness Law"—is exactly what we need more of, exactly what we need to teach and promote to others, exactly what we need to heal our planet.
She has a lot of really interesting information on how knowledge is created and passed down in cultures that use oral tradition. The stories and teachings she includes are a mix of those directly passed down by her teacher through a very old heritage of knowledge holders, stories with a newer origin, and a couple that have an unknown origin and (I think?) may not even be "authentically" Native American at all, but that she found to be truthful or useful in some way. She likes many "introduced" plants and is fascinated by their stories and how they came here. (She even says that Kudzu would not be invasive if we understood its virtues and used it the way the Chinese always have, which is exactly what I've been saying!!!)
She seems a bit on the chaotic end of the spectrum in regards to tradition, even though she takes tradition very seriously—she says the way the knowledge of medicinal and otherwise useful plants has been built, is that a medicine person's responsibility is not simply to pass along teachings, but to test and elaborate upon the existing ones. It is a lot similar to the scientific method, I would call it a scientific method. Her way of seeing it really made me understand the aliveness of tradition and how there is opportunity, even necessity, for new traditions based upon new ecological relationships and new cultural connections to the land.
I was gut punched on page 15 when she says that we have to be careful to take care of the Earth and all its creatures, because if human civilization destroys the biosphere the rocks and winds will be left all alone to grieve for us.
What a striking contrast to the sad, cruel ideas in the Cambridge companion of the Anthropocene, where humans are some kind of disease upon the Earth that oppresses and "colonizes" everything else...!...The Earth would GRIEVE for us!
We are not separate from every other thing. We have to learn this. If I can pass along these ideas to y'all through my silly little posts, I will have lived well.
A girl has not felt loved in years. She never gets told that she's a pretty girl. She doesn't get called a girl. Her parents don't call her daughter. She never smiles and doesn't take care of her hair anymore. She stopped taking showers every day. She has acne and stubble. She doesn't shave, she can't stand looking at herself in the mirror. She was told that "fat is hot" until she gained more weight. People look at her weird. She feels like nobody wants her. She doesn't want anyone to look at her. She feels alone. People avoid her. She feels like she can't vent to others anymore because it's all she can think about. She wants to be loved
A girl doesn't talk anymore. She's distant and insecure. She bottles up her feelings. People reach out to her to try and help, but don't know how to help. She isolates herself, she's scared. She knows that nobody will put in the time and effort to be there for her. Nobody says good morning to her. She stopped asking for help. She doesn't laugh anymore. She feels like she's worthless. She's told that this isn't true, but notices that people only care about her when she's feeling suicidal. She feels like a burden. She can't think a week ahead because she is terrified of the future. She doesn't know if she'll make it to the end of the year. She wants to be loved
A girl doesn't express her opinions anymore. People think she's a dangerous freak, that she is disgusting, gross and filthy. She feels that weight. She cries most of the day, most days. She stopped brushing her teeth. She feels disposable. She only feels useful when she's validated. People will toss her aside as soon as they get a good excuse to do it. She feels like a sacrificial lamb. They keep her at arm's length. She knows that she's judged silently. She feels like people would feel more comfortable if she wasn't there. She's trying to keep going. Her eyes hurt. She's loud. People think she is annoying. She's tired. She wants to be loved
I see u. I love u
You're a pretty girl. What you say matters. How you feel matters. It's ok to be angry and afraid. It's unfair that others don't notice and don't care. Keep being loud, keep being yourself. It's not too late. You matter
I see all of you. I love every single one of you
A girl feels abandoned. She's hurt. She tears up at the thought of love. She can't ask for help anymore. She can't get out of bed, she doesn't go outside, she hasn't cut her bangs. She feels alone. She stays up late and oversleeps, wondering why she's still here. She's scared. She stays in her unmade bed. She can't take a shower. She skips breakfast. She feels like she's not worth taking care of. She checks her phone. No new notifications. She wishes somebody would send her a good morning text. She wishes someone would reach out. She wonders if people even see her
We do. We see you. What you say and how you feel matters. Your pain is real, your struggles are real, the indifference of people is real. That hurt inside your chest is real, that tight grip around your lungs is real, that uncomfortable feeling in the back of your neck is real, that heavy burden on your shoulders is real, those words and thoughts stuck in your throat are real, that tiredness in your eyes is real, that piercing noise in your ears is real, that hopelessness in your mind is real. Your grief is real
You're not worthless, not to us. We have to do better to welcome you, to include you, to trust you, to compliment you, to support you, to celebrate you, to remember you, to love you. You can be loved
We see you. You are beautiful. We love you. You will make it. You matter so much
ursula k le guin said sci fi/fantasy does not have to be about giant wars or battles of good and evil or galactic disaster; it is best served as a lens through which to examine what is actually intrinsic to the human condition and what, once removed a few layers from our own perceptions & assumptions, begins to fall apart. and she was correct.
"For we each of us deserve everything, every luxury that was ever piled in the tombs of the dead kings, and we each of us deserve nothing, not a mouthful of bread in hunger. Have we not eaten while another starved? Will you punish us for that? Will you reward us for the virtue of starving while others ate? No man earns punishment, no man earns reward. Free your mind of the idea of deserving, the idea of earning, and you will begin to be able to think."
-Ursula K. Le Guin's The Dispossesed
when someone keeps your prev tags/adds them to their reblog
fuck killing a victorian child by making them listen to hyperpop all you gotta do is make a white tumblr user listen to rap
LMAO
the jokes write themselves
Some person in a plague mask handed me this… very professional business card. Idk guys think this is legit?
Come to Bojangles. Get your bones fixed. It’s fine
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“average person eats 3 spiders a year” factoid actualy just statistical error. average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in cave & eats over 10,000 each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted
oh they super understood the assignment this time holy shit
LMAO THE "WOAH HEY" FROM MARCILLE HAPPY LESBIAN VISIBILITY WEEK
