under nourished

anonymous asked:

so basically im cursed to remain fat forever? jesus christ i did not need to hear that today.

There is no permanent and safe way to intentionally lose weight. This is true.  

And that means that if you want to truly live a fulfilling and meaningful life, you will need to let go of the fantasy of being thin. You will need to do the difficult self-work needed to unlearn your internalized fat phobia. You may also need to learn how to eat normally without restriction and shame. All of this is difficult. But a lifetime of self-hate, restriction, repeated cycles of weight gains and weight losses, and declining health from the damage caused by under-nourishing your body is far far worse. 

And I know you are in pain right now, so I am being gentle with you, but I need you to think about what you said in your ask, and think about who you said it to. I am fat and my life is not a cursed existence. It is never okay to say such hateful things about fat people, including yourself. Don’t do it anymore.

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ALRIGHT, my sister’s pestered me to post about her dumb cat for 365 hrs straight now so here’s Selkie

first pic is me (right) n sis (left) visiting shelter Selkie & attempting to avoid play-bites through the bars. she was skinny and short-haired at first, but under my sister’s over-nourishment Selkie filled into a fat + fluffed grey-lion

Selkie’s also got mutant yeti paws. the foot fur keeps growing & growing, and it makes her slip a bunch. kinda gross, kinda cool. last pics are Selkie w her ostrich-plume tail being walked through the Ann Arbor wilderness (& to my sister’s dismay, unsuccessfully hunting rabbits)

my duty is done - pls compliment her cat a bunch 🙏

Next in the Finnrey tarot series by @theycallmecabbagepatch - The Sun.

The Sun is an image of optimism and fulfillment, the dawn that follows the darkest night. As the source of all life on earth, the Sun represents the source of life itself.

The figure on the card is usually naked, representing innocence, but here, Rey wears a flowing red top, reminiscent of the red banner in the card, which represents action and vibration. And the sunflowers “represent life and the fruitfulness of the spirit under the nourishment of the Sun.”

that solar time in the afternoon, when the sun is sinking through the trees and the sun beams are warm but not hot enough to burn, this reminds me of leo, the cells bursting under your skin under sun nourishment. sitting on my balcony as the sky goes orange milky, like the recharge of leo, being able to look at the light but and only being a little blinded, i am sometimes blinded by leo, maybe this is the solar but also the intense resonant energy, as if they know they are the universe majesty and the world bows to them, and i do, i do, because they are supple and succulent, they smell like butter and maple syrup, they are the paintbrush of divine, and we are the intricate pieces of the design

When I’m sick, I eat MORE. Why? My body is struggling already, why would I under nourish it? Get the nourishing food in my belly and make me well again! And literally eating a packet of pasta has always made me feel better for some reason 😏 #cutcarbscutlife gluten free rice and corn penne tossed through fresh lemon juice and cracked pepper, homemade low fat low sodium really chunky vegetable and tomato pasta sauce, oil free roasted sweet potato and pumpkin, roasted corn… It’s all happening up in here! And no sick meal is complete without chili, so drowned in hot sauce post photo 💦 now I’m ready to go outside and sweat it out ☀️ peace and love as always 🌻 (Instagram: feedingmindbodysoul and snapchat: chelseajdiehm)

Magic Is Free. Are You?

Found myself in three different bookstores this weekend with various friends and was freshly depressed to note that tarot and other esoteric callings are still mostly an excuse to go shopping. 

The next time you feel tempted to step up your game, please consider the following:

Eventually you’re going to have to sit down with yourself and do the work

You’re going to have to do it regularly, instead of doing things that are easier or more enjoyable. 

You are going to have to overcome the part of yourself that craves instant gratification, visibility, or lifestyle affirmation; you can only stock up on so many books, decks, stones, incense blends, statues, and witchy jewelry before facing these facts.

All the supplies in the world won’t make up for an under-nourished practice, so work with what you have, even when your hands (and cart) are empty.  

All the inspiration you need is already within and around you, waiting to be recognized for what it is.

Transformation is more than just a makeover. Illumination is more than just a reading list. 

Tarot in particular is not pay-to-play. The Waite/Smith deck is in the public domain. You could even draw your own practice deck on index cards and get the same mileage out of it. 

The elements and archetypes are all around you. 

You can get further by simply asking lots of questions and truly contemplating the answers than you can in a hundred trips to your local Home for Wayward Crystals. 

So I really like the Galra Keith theory but way more than the high angst/drama reveal part (it has its appeal, don’t get me wrong) I also really like the idea of… time passes and it becomes kind of a normal (?) thing and exploring the idea that way.

Because, as I’ve kinda talked about, I feel like this isn’t something out of left field as much as a piece of nebulous context that really explains a lot of things to Keith and the people who know him all at once, and like. It’s a whole physiology thing, it’d probably have a lot of interesting implications.

Like, someone in the tag (I can’t for the life of me find the post again) proposed the idea that Keith may have been malnourished or under-nourished his entire life because the Galra might have a more carnivorous-leaning diet and metabolism as suggested by, y’know, their general dental structure, and this would lead to the idea that since Hunk is pretty much designated chef at this point this could lead to conversations and character building and interesting ideas.

But there’s just plain so much you can play with in this scenario. “Lance discovers Keith can hear dog whistles, briefly messes with him, everybody forgets about it and moves on until this proves to be a valid piece of information to help them get through a stealth mission.”

Team stays on an arctic planet for a while, Keith is pleasantly surprised with the information that he’s capable of growing a winter coat, things go swimmingly until the team leaves the planet and Keith discovers the fresh hell of shedding. 

Infiltration/stealth missions that require operating in an environment of almost total darkness? Oh well guess where Keith is going. 

Because the plot of the show is interesting, don’t get me wrong, but I think the biggest thing that’s really warmed these characters to me is how they’re both individually, and as a group, explored; in danger and drama but also out of it, in quieter situations. 

Transiting Moon is conjunct Uranus

Emotions are bursting and popping like electric bubbles 
Elated in a moment, anxious the next, everything inside is changing at rapid speed

The emotional intuition is acute right now. Crying may be a result of agitation, nerves, and emotional under nourishment. If your whole body is feeling unusual, this is another definition of normal
Bubble Pop Electric 

Christmas
Fun and twinkling lights. Nothing religious for me, really.

Chris Farlowe
Great voice and nice lad.

Birth Control
Nothing. I don’t think about it.

Clean-Up-TV Campaign
Rubbish. Stupid. The more true-to-life TV the better.

Jagger
Mick. The singer with the Stones.

Oldham
Andrew. I think a lot of Andrew as an A & R man. I agree with his ideas about recording pop music.

Pop Art
I haven’t seen enough to form an opinion.

Millionaires
Anyone who can be a millionaire in this country with the government taking most of it is a real winner. We’re not millionaires.

Obscene Lyrics
Haven’t heard any yet. It’s more a case of obscene minds listening to them.

Hamburg
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ewan MacColl
I only heard of him for the first time when he moaned about Dylan.

Folk
Good folk is great, but there’s too much bad folk which people say is great.

Public Schools
They are a case of trying to buy brains for thick kids.

Murray the K
He’s smart, because he’s always first one around with anything.

Debs
I don’t get them at all. Debs are something that’ve passed. Some people wish they hadn’t.

Eppy
An amazing businessman and our pal.

Communism
It’s terrible. I only know a little bit about it, but what I know is off.

Elvis
Well done.

Middle-Aged Autograph Hunters
Depends on their attitude. They are not bad on their own.

Carnaby Street
I haven’t been there. It’s a nice street, I believe.

Cliff
Looking rather under-nourished.

Father
Which Art in Heaven.

James Bond
Over-done.

God
The Naz.

Private Eye
Not as funny as they think it is, but quite nice.

P. J. Proby
A bit foolish, but great to have around.

Boxing
A violent sport.

The Who
Great ideas.

Zoot Money
Big voice and big smile.

Punch-Ups
To be avoided.

A Talent For Loving
A good book. A Western, but different to others.

Policemen
A bit simple and not understanding.

Germany
Good fun and laughs.

Scrubbers
Need scrubbing.

Hipsters
Great. I like hipsters. As trousers, not as people.

—  Pop Think In with George Harrison, Melody Maker, 22 January 1966

anonymous asked:

It was a beautiful day at the flea market, people shouting out their wares and passing her by. Songbird sat listless in her cage, an iron shackle around her leg. It wasn't the gilded, magic cage her captor normally used so her wings and eyes were on full display for all to see. Quite a few people stopped to stare and more would gather when she sang on command. She had been 'prettied up', her hair done nicely and a simple dress, but that couldn't hide how under nourished she was. "Ziz for sale!"

Finlay was fighting againist the flow of the crowd, shoving just as roughly to get through.
The boy wasnt exactly sure where he was to be honest. He was suppose to go to the city to sell his clocks but a few wrong turns and here he was! His clocks were sold faster than he could set up shop so now he just wandered about aimlessly.
“Music?” He stopped, “Where is that coming from?”
He was pointed in the direction of Melody and after squeezing past a few people he finally got the chance to meet her.
Never before had he seen a creature quite like her. She was absolutely breath taking in her exotic beauty.
Finlay, never one to see anything suffer in cages (he often lost his month’s earnings or a few nights in the villages jail for this exact reason) called out,
“How much?”
His colorless eyes not once straying from her.

anonymous asked:

I think one of the arguments I saw for "Bro is abusive" was that he wasn't acting as a parent should. Their argument was that he didn't care for Dave (porn puppets and weapons everywhere, where is the food, fighting him with deadly weapons, etc) as a parent would for a child. But anyone with an older brother knows that that describes a sibling's relationship PERFECTLY. They aren't supposed to be parent/child. They're brothers. It's a different status.

yeah i think that irl it must be really difficult to assume guardianship over a brother, and homestuck kinda simplifies that for the sake of jokes. but the perceived relationship isn’t parent/child, it’s brother/brother. and i think the jokey brother-brother thing is what hussie was going for but ugh.. it’s difficult because taking it as it is looks abusive but the context is that bro is kinda there as a joke? 

and i think you know its there for a joke because dave is never talked about as being under-nourished or suffering from ptsd or any kind of psychological/physical trauma? it’s never talked about as this serious issue? just, ahah oh swords in the cupboard….. smuppets….. ahah oh bro. oh dave. thank god we have the comedic relief from alcoholic mom and overbearing dad and the fact a girl was raised by a dog instead of a human.

and so outside the usual man-pain route, i do understand why people legitimately think it’s abusive because it appears so but….. the writing just hasn’t set it up to be like that. i feel like the only ‘serious’ dimension we get to bro/dave is when bro dies. whereas you constantly have rose’s development with her mom and alcoholism, john’s with his dad’s overbearingness? (not really sure if jade gets any that isn’t more about bec than herself) but dave and bro is just always a kinda joke….. 

so yeah a more serious response to address the genuine issues that fans bring up. yes throwing a baby is abuse. yes not feeding a child properly is abuse. yes storing your cupboards with weapons is neglect. but.. in the context of homestuck…. it’s written to be a joke. which is kinda terrible now that i sit and properly think about it? but yeah.. dave/bro isn’t really abusive because it wasn’t written to be abusive…. even though it would be if it was real, instead of a joke? god i’m just literally going around in circles but hopefully you get what i mean by context & intentions over presentation.

I was, but our relationship was very different. It was a very protective relationship from the very beginning. I don’t know what it was about him, but he kind of took me under his arm and nourished me in many ways.
—  Quote from Priscilla Presley’s interview with Barbara Walters in 1985, when she was asked if she was “mad” about Elvis.  

just saw my home care nurse
my health is pretty out of whack
I’ve been out of it completely p much all day and I’m just really really weak, under nourished, and dehydrated
I might have to go into the hospital so that I can be taken well cared of as well as placed in a sterile environment because both of my parents are very very sick and I keep catching their cold or whatever they have

just letting you guys know because I feel a hundred shades of awful, not only physically but mentally and emotionally, and I so badly want to get better

I’ll keep you all updated as per usual please stay safe

that solar time in the afternoon, when the sun is sinking through the trees and the sun beams are warm but not hot enough to burn, this reminds me of leo, the cells bursting under your skin under sun nourishment, like the recharge of leo, being able to look at the light but and only being a little blinded, i am sometimes blinded by leo, maybe this is the solar but also the intense resonant energy, as if they know they are the universe majesty and the world bows to them, and i do, i do, because they are supple and succulent, they smell like butter and maple syrup, they are the paintbrush of divine, and we are the intricate pieces of the design