i love when tragedies are like “the love was there. it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the love was there”
cracking open a cold one with the girls except it’s my icy heart and they’re teaching me how to love again
i love when tragedies are like “the love was there. it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the love was there”
this post got over 1000 notes in four hours in case anyone was wondering how we are all doing emotionally
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Just realized I’m never at a 0 on a fatigue scale, at my best I’m at like.. a 1-3?
I always feel like.. kinda dozey? (Like when you get yawny but not really tired) and my legs and arms feel kinda like how they might feel after a workout or smth.
Wack how people just don’t feel at least a little tired.
join-mi-in-the-forest-darling
shadow, ai am begging you to tell me right now that being fatigued at all time is typical. please. because ai am always at least a two.
suillinesuine
I hate to be the one to inform you /lh
Most people are at a 0
are they because thats fucking wild
Remember that this is not the proof that they love each other
That was a last-ditch attempt from Crowley to get Aziraphale to stay
This is the proof that they love each other
Their love wasn't just made real because they kissed
It always existed
Remember that this is not the proof that they love each other
That was a last-ditch attempt from Crowley to get Aziraphale to stay
This is the proof that they love each other
Their love wasn't just made real because they kissed
It always existed
i can domesticate him
-some ancient Egyptian staring at a cat, circa 7500BC
- Some ancient cat staring at an Egyptian, circa 7500 BC
every time you assume that others are thinking negatively of you or judging you behind your back, you are bullying yourself through them. at the end of the day, you don't know what thoughts are running through their heads unless they verbally express them to you. until then, every one of 'their' opinions about you is nothing more than your fear, and whatever assumption is born from your fear is yours to let go - not theirs to disprove.
Just a reminder that this is not by accident.
This is not “oh my gosh, how do our bosses not understand that the culture before was modeled after being in prison, and that it stifled innovation?”
They knew that. That was the entire point. The workplace culture was like that on purpose, and absolutely intended to keep us busy and miserable, because there are more of us than there are of them, and the last time the working population was aware of that, bosses were forced to make major concessions.
Our previous workplace culture made no fucking sense to continue for as long as it did. We’ve known for decades that the 8-hr workday is not effective, that cubicles destroy morale, and that “lean staffing” is bullshit designed to keep the bosses rich while causing massive burnout to everyone else. More recent is the knowledge that they could afford to double their workforce AND sharply increase everyone’s salary and benefits and still make astronomical profit, but that they won’t, solely out of greed.
But our bosses always said, “well okay, maybe that One Study said this was bad… but there’s Just No Other Way, and even if there was, we can’t implement it! Oh no, things just have to stay the same!”
….until the pandemic forced a change.
Rather than completely grind to a halt and make $0, bosses implemented radical, sweeping changes, and they did it FAST.
And their lies have fucking fallen apart.
We can work from home, and we’re just as efficient- if not more so.
Wearing jeans, t-shirts, and even pajamas or no pants at all does not affect the quality of our work.
Since plenty of us are at home, and “stepping away from the desk” more often than managers would typically allow, we now know that actually, yeah- we can get all of our tasks done in 4-5 hours instead of 8.
Not every meeting needs to be in person. Not every meeting even needs to be a meeting- a lot of them can be emails.
…all those lies our bosses told us have been revealed to be ash, falsehoods to preserve the status quo. Their system of power that was broken beyond repair has been un-glamoured. We see it for what it really is.
…which is why our bosses want us to return to it ASAP.
Because we’re aware now that it’s broken, but we haven’t truly started to fight back yet.
We can see that the structure is essentially held together with sticks and spit, but no one’s given it a good kick yet.
They want us back under their thumb before we get a chance to remember what our greatest weapon is and use it against them.
Hint: it’s unions. It’s organization. It’s dignity, and knowing that we deserve it, and collectively deciding that we’re not going to put up with less. Unions, and collective bargaining, and strikes, have the power to completely dismantle the system, and they know it…
They want to returns us to the system that burns us out, because for the first time in decades, we’re not just smoldering coals anymore- we have a spark. And motivation to fan it into flames.
Nurture that spark, y’all. Unionize.
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‘bread is bad for you’ ‘rice is bad for you’ sorry im not subscribing to the idea that staple grains that have been integral to cultures for centuries are evil. i love you carbs
Carbs are essential part of our diet, just like fats and protein, if someone says otherwise tell them we didn’t know science change since we last checked on it…
But one is a stranger, a woman she notices while she sits on a bench, gathering herself. It’s a type of woman she has never seen before, because there are no old women in Barbieland. When Barbie looks at her, she finds her beautiful and tells her so. The woman already knows. Suddenly Barbie, the fraught aspirational figure, has beheld someone she might aspire to be, and it is a radiantly content nonagenarian, reading a newspaper on a Los Angeles bench, who knows what she’s worth.
“The idea of a loving God who’s a mother, a grandmother — who looks at you and says, ‘Honey, you’re doing OK’ — is something I feel like I need and I wanted to give to other people,” Gerwig says. When it was suggested that this scene, which Gerwig calls a “transaction of grace,” might be cut for time, she remembers thinking: “If I cut that scene, I don’t know why I’m making this movie. If I don’t have that scene, I don’t know what it is or what I’ve done.”
I Made a House of Houselessness
by Rose O'Neill
I made a house of houselessness, A garden of your going: And seven trees of seven wounds You gave me, all unknowing: I made a feast of golden grief That you so lordly left me, I made a bed of all the smiles Whereof your lip bereft me: I made a sun of your delay, Your daily loss, his setting: I made a wall of all your words And a lock of your forgetting.
