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I am really sorry if I seemed like I was complaining about me, which was not the purpose, really. What I was trying to say here is that Hate won't help anyone, in anything. And as I understand why and how much you must hate your oppressors, know that your oppressors are bigots and ignorant even before being cis.
Everybody has to deal with hate, one day or another. I took hits because I was myself, I protected any trans I saw being oppressed. Why? Because hate is a emotion that brings absolutely nothing good in the end. Determination, the rage to win, yes, but not hate. Know that your enemy is not determined by the fact he/she was born with the genetalia that fits his/her identity. Your enemy, the one you have to fight his Hate, and its disciples. that's why I'll end this comment just as the other one.
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too modern too live
russians are an exceptional case of minor in their mentality citizens of great in it’s size empire. given their attitude, it’s absolutely embarrassing to even call em people. in Ukrainian worldview, to be called person is to be conscious of your own actions, aware of basic principles of your own freedom, respect each and everyone’s personal boundaries (and country borders, if such is the case, tho :] ). this set of values it the bare minimum for self-respecting and self-worthy human being. russians will barely tick one of the boxes. and barely’s already exaggerated word for whatevs their outlook is
ukraine may be fighting the biggest modern empire in the world that wants to take its colony back to oppress and subjugate its people and culture as it has been for CENTURIES but that still not anti-imperialistic enough for some people
💖Luchino is good daddy !💖
Briefly about, how I love Luchino!
Look what a bunny!
This is not a bunny.
No, he is a bunny!
Yes, he is my Pokemon.
I love they so much! It's the best pairing!
Fan oc for identity v games.
Her name Misfortune.
+ i created two costumes.
I know, i have a mistake in word "sweet", sorry i forgot how write word "sweet".
And don't scold me, I'm a Russian and my English bad.
Believe in Me
I told them:
.
I had believed I was a messenger of
Heaven;
I still believed I see
Devils on my mirror;
I can believed that my
Beliefs hold me, and I speak beyond my blood
And colour—an organ, carrying my identity with it, pumping my life and no
More than it that.
.
I was made of flesh, born, and see the basin carrying water
To be baptist as newborn under the cross,
Under the view of my
Religion. I assumed, it was
Like many others I witnessed as young kin
Of church.
.
And older, a day, a month, a year, in another country later:
Icy-veins I felt from the fingers to my arms, to my toes, frozing in untangilabe scare, alone
In my dark, dark room.
I was 12, weeping and thought:
I wished my hesrt to resist, let it be stone
So I would not cry, to simmer my anger out
Why not!?
.
It rejects
I reject it:
And heart pounded, my tears
Crinkling from my eyes, hanging off my eyelids
Down, down, to the floor
To my
homely
floor.
My throat chokes
I cannot keep it still.
.
My mind reeled to a story of a memory
I hoped to think I truly do hold dear: My silly mistakes, my promises,
My lies,
My childhood: I was living
Off the floor, a computer and I was
Everywhere, nowhere, but grounded
In my little corner of the
Room.
.
Don’t let me forget you, child.
.
Forget to pray, to beg, to be arrogant,
Be nothing but the silence you permeates
Around you.
.
Don’t forget this lesson, child
You born under the cross,
Once aquianted with the church every Sunday
At mass
And now you see yourself not
A follower
But a lover of arts
And a hyprocite of your religion,
Learning alongside them
And you see it, oh yes,
So close and you are there;
So far and you are the only one here.
.
Be still my beating heart.
.
It asks, “What are you, if nothing
But a walking dead?”
.
I believed to be an animal, a person,
Speaking, recognizing, engaging,
Walking on two feet.
.
It asks again, “Are you true?”
.
Again, I told them:
.
I believed because the rest of me
Can cry,
Can twinkle my toes,
Can laugh,
Can hate,
And love.
I can move and heart,
My dear heart, the holder of my being: “You are alive.
And I am alive.”
.
I can think, therefore I am here. I am living as you,
and
you as me.
there is no permanent state of self. this idea has been around for thousands of years, it's one of the fundamental philosophies in Buddhism. but that doesn't mean there is no identity. on the contrary, it means who you are at this very point in space in time IS your identity, even if you've never been that person before and you never will again. Who you are in this moment in time is just as much a part of your identity as any other, even if it's only here for a short while. all that to say, it's not a phase mom
there's nothing quite like a girl's relationship with control, power, and autonomy
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HELP WHY IS “HOMOPHOBIA” ON THE LIST OF SEXUALITIES 😭
Why the hell am I only hearing about this at 23:02?!?!?
HAPPY ACE DAY BABES!!!!
Hey what if we reblogged out ace specifications to show the diversity of the ace spectrum?!
I’ll start and if ya want let’s keep it going!
I’m AroAce and I personally am sex-neutral. I wouldn’t have sex but I’m not repulsed by it and even enjoy reading smut on occasion. I don’t really like the concept of being in a relationship but am open to QPRs.
Love y’all!!
🖤🤍💜
today is the first international asexuality day! on this day, we celebrate those that are under the ace umbrella, including demisexual, gray-asexual, and all kinds of other ace identities.
asexuality is the lack of sexual attraction to others, or low or absent interest in or desire for sexual activity.
asexuality is valid. asexuality exists.
if you are an allosexual person, check in with your friends that are in the ace spectrum today! let them know you are with them every step of the way. and educate those who do not know what asexuality is.
and for us in the spectrum, let's use this day to celebrate our identity! we are in this together, let's not lose the community spirit. we have enough love for everyone.
sending love to my people, happy asexuality day!
character who accidentally gets cloned, but instead of the Evil Twin trope or arguing over who is “real” or trying to murder each other (why???) they just…get on with their lives. they acknowledge that they are two virtually identical people with the equal right to exist, and decide to share their social group & living space. eventually their parents & friends get used to the idea of having unusually identical twins around
im sorry to drop this long ass post but i think i meed a second opinion
okay so all my native folks i have a dilemma and an existential crisis and im genuinely uncertain if im like, unintentionally trying to appropriate a culture i dont actually belong to, or if im trying to actively join my community.
so i am largely white, and i am translucent, and my moms side of my family is an amalgamation of french, abenaki, and i think some german. however, for the few years of my life where i was fully under my parents jurisdiction with little outside contact, i was sort of raised outside of culture. culture-adjacent. barely anything you could call heritage except for antique family photos, the occasional mention of a great grandparent, and addiction problems. no traditions. little community. barely any family stories. and when i finally started forming a personality around 7 or so, and meeting humans and talking to them i realized oh shit, everyone has like.... a place. a group.
my french canadian friends visit family in canada every summer, my british and irish friends visit the uk and shit, my portuguese friends eat portueguese food and do their hair different. the people born and raised in my middle of buttfuck nowhere massachusetts town are all the worst and going nowhere. my black friends have a group of friends that know what their life is like
and i was looking for my place as this lost 7 year old. i didnt fit with the hillbilly, learned to rode on a tractor family. i definitely didnt fit with the rich uptight texas family. i didnt fit with the town i was in. and i was going through my genealogy, and talking to my family members, and i learned about my abenaki family members. theyre kinda distant but i do feel liek i fit with them. am i doing a bad? is this internalized racism? im sleep deprived and struggling and i dont wanna hurt anyone or hurt anyone elses culture or insert myself where i dont belong please someone help
They failed, because as the blogger Epicurean Dealmaker pointed out on Twitter, “Markets distill the biases, opinions, & convictions of elites,” which makes them “Structurally less able to predict populist movements.” The inability of those elites to grapple with the rich world’s populist moment was in full display on social media last night. Journalists and academics seemed to feel that they had not made it sufficiently clear that people who oppose open borders are a bunch of racist rubes who couldn’t count to 20 with their shoes on, and hence will believe any daft thing they’re told. A lot of my professional colleagues seemed to, and the dominant tone framed this as a blow against the enlightened “us” and the beautiful world we are building, struck by a plague of morlocks who had crawled out of their hellish subterranean world to attack our impending utopia. Surrendering traditional powers and liberties to a distant state is a lot easier if you think of that state as run by “people like me,” not “strangers from another place,” and particularly if that surrender is done in the name of empowering “people who are like me” in our collective dealings with other, farther “strangers who aren’t.” These sorts of tribal affiliations cause problems, obviously, which is why elites were so eager to tamp them down. Unfortunately, they are also what glues polities together, and makes people willing to sacrifice for them. Elites missed this because they're the exception -- the one group that has a transnational identity.
Megan McArdle “'Citizens of the World'? Nice Thought, But ...”
Devil John 13 - Friend
The end of the Devil John story!
Fandom: Sherlock
Rating: explicit
Excerpt:
“So you've decided to ignore me. No matter. At least now you will have finally accepted that you are gay.”
“I'm not gay.” John says.
“What?”
“My entire life and most of my afterlife I've been trying to fit into boxes that other people have made. I won't do that anymore. I'm not gay...or straight. I'm not a soldier, or a man, or even a devil. I don't identify as any label you can make up. I am simply myself, John. I will love who I want, do what I want. I don't need your approval or anyone else's. I don't need others to tell me what my limits are. I'll find them myself. I was so enslaved by my own identity that I hurt Sherlock. I made him feel like he wasn't right, like he had to change himself for me to love him. I never realized how my discomfort in my own skin caused him pain. I acted badly, and I'm sorry. I hope that he realizes that in the end.”
“He will once he's here with us. Human lives are only so long.”
“He's not coming. I set his soul free.”
“What did you say!” Moriarty screamed rising to his feet. “Imbecile, stupid ignoramus, did you say that you set him free?” Moriarty walked around the table and placed a red claw on John's neck. John looked up at him unconcerned.”
“Yes, I let him go. He was still alive. Even so, he was willing to submit to eternal torture just to keep me company. That's true sacrifice. Loving someone more than anything in the world. Sherlock tried to show me again and again, and I was too much of an idiot to see it, until now. So chain me up to that wall. Burn me. Tear me apart, or whatever it is that you plan to do. Sherlock is free, and he can go on to his reward. I hope that it makes him happy.”
John squares his chin and closes his eyes bracing for a blow,
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Surviving Other People’s Shit: 10 Self Compassionate “I” Existence Affirmations to Get Out and Stay Out of Manipulative Control.
1 - I am free to personally like and dislike whoever it is that I choose, regardless of what other people think.
2 - I do not have to tolerate or accept repeated abusive behaviour in my life based on the abusers state of mind or personal well being.
3 - There are no rules when it comes to who I must, and who I must not allow in my personal space, except for my own.
4 - As an independent adult or young adult, I understand that what I do in my personal life, does not have to be based on what another person insists that I do, or else there will be consequences.
5 - I am allowed to say no.
6 - I am free to choose which invites to attend or not attend.
7 - I might have accepted a gift, but this does not bind me to the givers will.
8 - I can choose to have different beliefs and values than others, and still get along in the world.
9 - I am beautiful, no matter what they say (thank you xtina :))
10 - I am free to have whatever feelings that I have in any given moment, and pledge to manage these feelings in the safest, best possible way that supports the ultimate value of my existence.
Stay excellent :)
The Scales of Empathy and Narcissism.
Having a strong sense of self is really important. Not having it means getting easily swept away in other peoples intentions, and not realising until later on.
What well meaning “trust your gut” and “engage your empathy” people do not understand is that when empathy is overly high, a sense of self is lacking, and there is no “trust your gut”, there is only the other person, making it impossible to feel or see what is going on in real time.
It is for this reason that I created this simple scale, which I call The Scales of Empathy and Narcissism. I like the idea of balance, but would like to point out that this tool would be used in a non obsessive way as something to refer to in the need of self reflection or understanding a situation. Put simply, it is a self development tool.
Each side are the total extremes of what they are, with a nice, easy going balance found somewhere in the middle.
Empathy <---- balanced -----> Narcissism
Over Caring <---- balanced ----> Under Caring
Oneness <---- balanced ----> Individuality
Humility <---- balanced ----> Arrogance
Using this basic scale on an inward basis means that I can see where I myself might be tilting towards less than optimal living, and when observing somebody else, or someone that I am just not quite sure about, the scale serves to remind me of the real world dangers of continuing any interaction with that person, or even business and establishment.
I find it is a good tool for looking at my own sense of self and understanding where my habitual tilt is so that I could understand more, and recognise who I really am as opposed to what any serial projectors might be saying.
The real key to all of the extremes on the scale is in the first one. By finding a comfortable place of balance that is suited to who you are as an individual person, an optimal way of living can be found.. after all, too much of anything can be a bad thing.
Stay excellent :-)
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An English Boy thinking of the Nation from which he got his Name
A poem I wrote recently after starting to study Irish history:
I sit in class,
And learn of a past
That in many ways once was mine.
Though generations divorced, is it not natural to pine?
For a heritage too vast to grasp.
At home are pictures of a land unfamiliar:
Of faces, green spaces and castles.
And though their meaning escapes me,
And the memories long left me,
I know they mean much more.
In my mind's ear I hear fiddles,
But all I comprehend are riddles.
To follow is a rite of passage
From which I could only scavenge:
A path left but unearnt.
The waves of the coast call to me,
They beckon me back to the quay.
Again I hesitate to follow,
My connection only being hollow,
But now I have a chance to see.
To see revolutions rise and quickly fall,
The mistreatment and the brawls,
And the poets dreaming of a free home.
They tell stories of white horses- across the fields they roam;
A return to a culture stolen.
To discover the rural lands once more,
To grasp the many wars,
To comprehend the intricacies and allegiances.
The negotiations that devolved into grievances,
And the retaliations spun into tales of yore.
One image stands out in the mist:
A memorial of cold stone.
This one belongs to my grandfather, but I know of many more:
O'Connell; Parnell; Struck down by hearts broken, by causes lost.
The Banshees’ howls echoing around them.
I may not grasp the history, the language or the myths.
My blood may not be Irish like those before me,
But I have the chance to learn, to reconnect.
I know what I am:
An English boy thinking of the nation from which he got his name.
(via CRMF logo II by Jae Salavarrieta)
Daily Affirmation 394.
You are allowed to have trouble accepting your identity. You are allowed to struggle with your asexuality. It is not easy, or comfortable to be questioning or avoiding parts of yourself, but it is normal. It is human. And it does not mean that anyone else is allowed to invalidate who you are.
it's just an endless cycle of evil and malice against alienated ppl
We gotta put "not like other girls" up on a shelf until people can stop using it to disparage people expressing genuine social alienation I'm so fucking serious