food is our medicine


Long time without post any gym pic or videos of my workout and maybe that’s why you are following… But sorry! My country is fighting for #freedom… I can’t be selfish and turn the face as like nothing is happening because i still have family and friends trying to survive every day…

The old lady in the video is screaming this “In our poorer areas people are dying damn government, no medicines, no food, damn government … our people are dying, damn government! UNTIL WHEN!?! We can not kneel!!!”
#SosVenezuela #KeepStrong #Venezuela 🤕🇻🇪😔💛💙❤️✨

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this were video sent by friends and family, this at our street, two of the videos were recorded by my mom and the other by one my best friends, my heart aches, I’m far from them I now I’m there living that reality but I feel their pain and desperation when I see the videos and pic they send me.

my friend’s(the one on the video) parents, they suffer from some respiratory problems and were badly affected by the tear gas, if he would have been there at the time god know what could have had happened to them.

Carl Grimes - I Believe In You (Part 1)

Originally posted by walkingdeadcarl

First of all, hey guys! This is my first imagine ever! After every episode my head is always exploding with ideas and I finally decided to try to write some of them down. I apologize in advance if this has some spelling mistakes, since english is not my native language. Please be kind since it’s my first try at this :) I hope you like it!

You can read here: Part 2 and Part 3

Summary: After waking up one morning extremely nervous about the Saviors coming, Carl tries to calm you down. (Based on ep 7x04 “Service)

Pairing: Carl Grimes x reader

Warnings: none :)

Word count: 1,287 (hell yeah)

Feeling the warm sun on my back, I slowly opened my eyes. The sky was bright blue this morning, with not a cloud in sight. The birds were singing and I felt a slight breeze coming through the window.  It was a beautiful day. Beside me, was a peacefully sleeping Carl. His brown hair was all over the place, covering part of his face. His cheeks had a natural blush, making him look much younger than he actually was. His breathing was calm, almost lulling me back to sleep. Alexandria was completely silent.
After everything that had happened, that moment felt like a dream. So peaceful, so quiet. Surreal, almost.
It had been four days since we met the Saviors on the road. Four days since the psychopath with a baseball bat killed two members of our family. Four days I couldn’t sleep properly. Four days waiting for them to come back and make a living hell out of our lives again.
Trying to push the horrible thoughts away, I sighed and slowly sat up on the bed, my back pressed against the headboard.

“Morning”, Carl said in a husky voice, giving me a warm smile. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes.

“Hey”, I replied, getting closer to him and giving him a peck on the cheek, trying my best to hide how anxious and worried I was feeling. When were the Saviors going to return? Were they going to come back before a week? Were they going to kill someone else? Would they hurt anyone? I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

“Is everything alright?”, he asked me with a worried tone, searching my face for some kind of answer. Damn it. Why did he had to know me so well?

“Yeah, sure,” I replied, giving him the best fake smile I had. I always tried to lie about how I was really feeling but failed everytime.

“C’mon (Y/N), I always know when you’re lying to me. What’s the matter?” he said with a soft tone, taking my hand and making sure that I knew I could tell him whatever I was feeling.

“I don’t know, Carl. I’m just… scared”. I said, looking down at my lap. Admitting that I was scared was never an easy thing to say.

“Scared of what?”

“The damn saviors, Carl! When are they going to return? Today? Tomorrow? Are we going to lose someone else? Again? I don’t know if I can do this one more time.”

“Everything is going to be fine”, he replied, annoyingly calm, like that whole situation was just a simple problem that could be solved any day.

“What? How can you say that? A bunch of killers are coming here, in our home, to take all the things we almost died to have. Our food, our medicine, our GUNS. Without mentioning the son of a bitch that walks around with a baseball bat, thinking he is the king of the whole fucking world!” I raised my voice, letting out all the worry, anger and frustration I was feeling.

“I know, I know all of that, okay? But it will turn out fine. I hate the way my dad is dealing with all of this, you know that. But also because of him, the saviors will come, take what they want and leave. Nobody is gonna die, I promise.” He was so sure about every word he was saying. And I wish I could believe him.

“You don’t know that! You don’t know if Negan will freak out and bash someone’s head again! Or what if some pervert tries to take one of the girls away? Or me? What if one of them tries to take me away from you?“ I finally said what I was thinking. My eyes were watering and I was trying to swallow the lump in my throat. I couldn’t stop imagining all the horrible scenarios that could happen, every single thing that could go wrong. Someone dying, someone getting hurt or someone taking me away from Carl.

"They won’t, okay? I’m not gonna let them. If that’s what you’re worried about, forget it. Nobody is taking you away from me, I’ll die before I let that happen, do you understand? I promise you that,” he said grabbing both sides of my face and making me look directly into his blue eye. And for the first time that morning I believed him. I felt safe. I knew how brave Carl was and that he wasn’t afraid of anybody. Not even Negan.

“Okay, okay,” I said, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. Noticing how stressed I was, he kissed my forehead trying to calm me down a little.

“But what about the others? Do you think they will be fine?”

“Yes, they will. My dad is gonna take care of everybody, you know that. You know I don’t agree with the way he is handling things, but he won’t let anything bad happen again, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah. You’re right. I believe in your dad. And I believe in you.”

Everything he said made sense and finally I managed to calm down. I couldn’t get all worked up like this everytime the saviors were coming to Alexandria or I would go insane. He was right, everything was going to be fine. Rick was the strongest man I knew, even in his weakest state. And I knew Carl wouldn’t leave my side no matter what happened.

He gave me a reassuring smile and finally kissed me, his lips warm and calming, letting me know how thankful he was that I trusted him so much.

“I’ll always be here, okay? This is just a bad moment. It will end someday. It may take a while, but it will. This is not our life”

I closed my eyes and sighed deeply, letting his words sink in. He was right, I couldn’t lose hope now. Not after all the shit we’ve already been through.

“I know. Thank you for talking some sense into me. I don’t know what I would do without you,” I smiled sincerely at him, caressing his cheek and taking some of the hair that was on his forehead away, covering the bandage on the right side of his face.

“I love you too”, he said laughing and I couldn’t resist the urge to kiss him. I pressed my lips against his, letting all the fear and worry wash away. He was everything I needed.

“Okay gorgeous, now we need to get changed and get our asses downstairs. dad’s probably waiting for us for breakfast. We got a long day ahead of ourselves”

“Sure,” I said quickly getting up from the bed and searching for some clean clothes, “10 minutes and we’ll be ready.”

Carl and I changed and brushed our teeth and he sat on the bed while I was in the bathroom fixing my hair. Just as we were about to leave the room I heard three knocks on the gate and the rough voice that sent shivers down my spine.

“Little pig, little pig! Let. Me. In!”

The only thing I was able to do was to look at Carl. Oh my God, what was he doing here? He said he would come a week, not four days later.

“Son of a bitch.” I whispered to myself. I could not believe this was finally happening. My breathing already getting faster.

“C'mon”, Carl said, quickly grabbing my hand and intertwining our fingers, his voice low and calm, “it’s gonna be okay.”

Hand in hand, we rushed out of our room, and while we were running down the stairs, the only thing I knew for sure, was that I believed him.

(A/N) If you liked it, please leave your feedback or if you would like a part 2 of this! I’ll probably do one anyway haha

Requests are open, so request away!

~happiness is homegrown~ even if it’s not grown in your backyard it’s important to eat plant foods! We are from the earth so why wouldn’t eat food that is grown on earth for us? Organic, from the dirt. Reproducing for our sake. You don’t need processed foods. Plant food is medicine. Let it nourish your mind, body & soul. 🌸🍓🌞

You should never substitute anything for food. If your hungry eat, do not suppress your hunger with activity, coffee, or anything else that you have done in the past. You have to honor your hunger not ignore it. Hunger is your bodies way of telling you it needs nutrients. Maybe it’s trying to fight of a cold you’re not even aware of, or trying to rebuild your organs from years of starvation. The point is your body knows what it’s doing more than we ever will and telling it no I won’t feed you is like saying to your doctor no I won’t take my medicine that will help get me better. Food is our medicine, it’s our fuel, its the building blocks to being the healthiest human being we can be. So the next time you are hungry eat no matter what. Start to trust your body, it nows what it’s doing.


// green witch moodboard //

utilizing greenery/plants/herbs/flowers in herbal and natural magic, such as creating blends of different plants or using primarily herbs in spellwork

By taking an active role in the process and preparation of our medicines and foods, we participate in our own wellness. In addition, tea is warming and soothing to the soul. It is as ancient as time itself, capturing the essence of fire, water and plant life. Like alchemy, it involves the mixing and brewing of the elements.”

(insp. by @appletree-

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Vaycatr App: Holiday From Your Home

In a world where you can get food, medicine, sex toys and massages delivered to your home, our experts had one question: why not a holiday? Isn’t physically leaving your home, going to the airport getting on to a stuffy plane and actually flying to Spain a bit, you know, old?? That’s why here at Vaycatr, we’ve solved that problem. 
Nine Herbal Safety Tips

By Linda B. White M.D.

Humans, like most mammals, have turned to plants for food and medicine since our earliest times. No doubt some of our ancestors suffered the consequences of unfortunate choices along the way. If you read the book or watched the movie Into the Wild, you realize we sometimes still err, confusing a poisonous plant for edible greenery. People still mistake the death cap mushroom for something more savory. And a couple of years ago, I even found some teenage boys sitting along an irrigation ditch, fashioning poison hemlock stems into cigarette holders.

Nevertheless, most of the medicinal herbs sold in the United States are safe when taken in recommended dosages. More than 38 million Americans use herbs each year, yet the majority of calls to Poison Control Centers about plant ingestions have to do with people (usually children) and pets eating potentially poisonous house and garden plants—not medicinal herbs.

To ensure your experiences with medicinal herbs remain positive—without inadvertent mishaps—follow these nine basic guidelines.

1. Start with Food Herbs

You can bet on safety when you use herbs as foods—think garlic, ginger, nettles, dandelion greens, shiitake mushrooms, nettles, burdock root (also called gobo) and rosehips. Culinary herbs—thyme, oregano, turmeric, cayenne—are also low-risk. Externally applied herbs (compresses, poultices, salves) provide another good testing ground.

The next step is to begin experimenting with infusions (commonly known as “teas”).  Many of the food herbs mentioned above can be dried, chopped, and steeped as tea. Extracts of herbs in alcohol (tinctures) or glycerin (glycerites) generally are more potent. Solid extracts, in which all the solvent has been removed, and carbon dioxide-extract herbs are stronger still. Standardized extracts are designed to have a consistent level of suspected active ingredients from batch to batch. This process allows for more precise dosing and easier use in research, but also makes the product closer to a drug.

Keep reading
Nightshades, Natural Histories - BBC Radio 4
Brett Westwood unearths the plants that can enchant, poison, heal and feed us.

It is hard to think of a more diverse and wonderful group of plants. They enchant us, poison us, make us feel sexy, give us hallucinations, heal us and feed us.  The screaming mandrakes in Harry Potter and the shamanistic dreams of tribal elders eating giant trumpet flowers testify to the magical powers of this group.

Its culinary properties enhance the ever intricate flavours of modern cuisine while its fatal attractions have been used by murderers, most famously Dr Crippen.

This is the group that contains mandrake, potatoes, chillies, aubergines, deadly nightshade and tomatoes. These are the plants that have entered our culture through food and medicine, drugs and love.

It is strange that the European plants in the group are mainly poisonous yet those that grow in the New World are often spicy and enriching.

Fearing anything that looked like nightshade the first plants that were brought here from the New World were regarded with suspicion, yet quickly we adopted them, so much so that it is impossible to conceive of Italian food without tomatoes or Friday night fish and chips, yet they are aliens in a strange land. We have a lot to thank this group for.

It soothed us before anaesthetics, sent our imaginations flying and tempted us with alluring flavours - and they are still pushing the frontiers of both medicine and food today.

#hot pizza man in a tree

  • Delivery fee is doubled when driver has to kill more than 5 walkers to ensure pizza is delivered
  • Pizza is not guaranteed hot
  • Cheese is not guaranteed safe
  • Do not offer us your first born
  • Or your last
  • The following payments are accepted: weapons, ammo, fresh food, clean water, medicine, batteries, generators,
  • If our best delivery man, Glenn, is hurt in any way you will pay for the pizza with your life

A letter to the Worlds Children 
As Palestinian kids who are living in the besieged Gaza Strip, we call on our friends all over the world to help us to lift the horrible siege that made us live in a big prison and prevented us from our basic natural right in living in peace and getting our rights in medicine , education, food and play.
Help us to leave our prison!

Something id also like to see in the solarpunk community is the embracing of chemicals.  People right now are very fearful of chemicals, in general, likely in response to companies abusing chemicals by way of harmful additives for profit, and the lack of transparency irritated the pubilc, justly, further.  But chemicals are great; they make up our organic food, our medicines, and many of our engineering endeavors.  Without a mastery of chemicals we wouldnt have computers or solar panels.  And if we want to engineer a brighter future, we need this mastery.  Remember alchemy?  Remember when we used to romanticize chemistry?  Let’s go back to that.

Tempura Green Beans 

1 lb. fresh green beans
1 c. Tempura 
1 T. baking powder
½ t. kosher salt
1 t. garlic powder
1 c. cold water
1 T. sesame oil

Wash the fresh green beans and snap off any stems.
Combine the flour, baking powder, salt, and garlic powder in one bowl. Toss to combine.
Add the water and oil to the flour and mix until a batter forms.
Heat a large skillet over medium heat and coat the pan with light sesame oil. 

Once hot (drop in a pinch of batter, once it sizzles it’s ready!), dip the green beans in the batter, then transfer to the oil (For 1 lb. it took me 3 separate batches, so use 1/3 of your beans at a time). Cook a total of 3-4 minutes, flipping half way with a spatula (works best) or until golden brown.

Transfer the beans to a plate lined with a paper towel to let the oil drain. If necessary, lightly press the beans with a dry towel to rid any extra oil.


This Chile right now. There has been a huge flooding after an Alluvium. 

The goverment says there aren’t more than 14 deceased, but people has been sending images and messages from the affected places and the numbers go over 200 and are increasing as time passes.

 People are STARVING, hospitals have lost their roof, medicine isn’t available, and the goverment is telling our neighbors that “we are ok”  so we don’t need help and are refusing water, medicine and food, things that our people aren’t getting. 

They refused help from Bolivia, when we need water and we don’t have any since this happened at the desert!!!

 There is a list of missing people and most of the people from the small towns are now homeless. People are buried under the mud. 

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“How are things going? They aren’t giving any info in the news”

It’s a mess. Things are under mud.  We need water and help. People need medicine because they’re sick. They have no shoes. We need boots”

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Hi Antonio, I just arrived on Thursday from Santiago by a FACH’s flight (air force) and I haven’t had a rest ever since. The situation is chaotic, and it doesn’t have a plan from the goverment. The forsensic center has more than 200 bodies. It’s collapsed. The military and police have instructions of NOT telling what they are seeing or finding. The goverment is hiding information. The sewers are about to collapse at any minute. At Las Heras the sew system blew up and rats are out. We need to take the children out of Copiapó, the city is going to collapse any time soon"


anonymous asked:

so.... you would literally quit talking to someone if you didn't like their views on capitalism? ... it's one thing to fight for social justice, but I think that's a bit closed minded to just cut off anyone who has different political views.

Capitalism as it currently exists is violent. Like, literally a reason people are literally dying, violent.

And when I talk about it, I’m saying things like, “It’s disgusting that there are 24 unused homes for every homeless person and that honelessness is still just a normal part of how our society functions”


“it’s disgusting that there is enough food for everyone to eat well and healthfully but people are starving and dying from lack of access to healthy food”


“I can’t fucking believe that we as a species have the food and medicine and resources to take care of our own and we just… don’t”


“I hate the fact that we as a society still think that life is somehow fair and that if someone’s poor or disabled or sick we assume that they did something to earn their suffering, even if that thing is just existing in a way that keeps them from selling their labour to capitalists or not being born with enough money to be a capitalist”

and if someone wants to argue with me on this shit and tell me that’s okay or just what people deserve or unavoidable then that person is not someone I am comfortable being friends with

and i don’t care if my criteria for who i’m friends with is “close minded” according to you, anon, b/c I don’t like being around people who excuse violence just because it’s how things are

like, this shit is important to me. critically examining power structures and the way people treat each other is a central part of my life.

if I can’t occasionally say “people are dying out there and that’s terrible”, without someone heavily sighing and telling me I need to Grow Up or w/e, why would I, someone who cares deeply about that topic, want to be friends with that person? why would I feel safe and comfortable around that person?

I’m not telling you who you can or can’t be friends with; I’m literally just saying “If I personally bring up how terribly capitalism treats people, me included, and someone tries to argue with me, that is not a person I, personally, want to be friends with in my personal life.”

think about this: black people developed alongside a very particular and african flora and fauna. this flora and fauna provided us with all the food and medicine we need[ed] and our bodies optimized themselves to these plants over time. then we were kidnapped, thrown into a totally different ecosystem, and given our oppressor's food and medicine.

we strong as fuck for still being here.

but we still need to return to our own food and our own medicine. 

our bodies will thank us. 


Orphan season is definitely the busiest time of the year at the hospital!

With up to 20 new admissions every day (which can include groups of several animals), we go through a lot of food and medication, and as orphan season starts to pick up we’re in need now more than ever. We are always in need of specific products for the hospital, and even more during spring. We’ve updated our Amazon Wishlist with medicine and food for our ever-growing list of orphans, and if you would like to donate something (and thank you if you do!!) please click here. Donations can be made from anywhere in the world!

Please visit our wish list to help out our hospital with everything from mealworms to teats and toasty heatpads!

A massive thank you from all our babies here at Wildlife Aid! You really are making a massive difference!

Emergency commissions!

Okay so here is the skinny really. Our house has no food or medicine and no money, I only need like 30 dollars USD in order to help us get by until the end of the week.

Here are some examples and Prices!

$15USD: Fully coloured and shaded with background


$10USD: Shaded character, simple BG


$5USD: Bust, simple BG

What I am willing to do:

OCs (please have a ref or a description)
Fandom Characters
I can try at drawing Furry stuff
Anything that isn’t on my no list

What I am NOT going to do:
Extreme fetish stuff (you know what I mean)

contact me on here or my email!