No safety. No food. No aid. No water. No healthcare. No education. Is this what it means to live? Is this what world accept as life?
If a group of animals were trapped, starved, and cut off from the world like this, people would be outraged. But because it's us—human beings—somehow, the world looks away.
These are unbearable days. Everything feels heavy. Each hour presses on my chest like I’m being suffocated.
My family needs urgent help.
Basic survival has become nearly impossible. Bread—just bread—now costs over $25 a day to make.
We are not asking for luxury. We are begging for life.
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Elvis with enemies: foe mama
Sad Elvis: Woe, Mama
met this nice oil beetle out in the wild today
good thing I didn't touch it, since it can give you painful blisters
Ame, Worlds Beyond Number / Dogfish, Mary Oliver
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Abella tries to make banana bread!
Based on this post!
Please reblog to make sure is equipped!
As an alternative to 'sugar, spice, and everything nice'
I present: 'salt, vinegar, and everything sinister'
Look Up
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I don't usually dabble in realism - but this was a gift for someone very meaningful in my life. And some things just deserve to be painted as they are.
I want to see a magical girl anime where instead of a gorgeous, colourful sequin-filled transformation sequence, it’s shot and sound designed like a werewolf movie.
We see the protagonist and her ragtag group of pals who’ve been conforming to the genre up until this point, face up to the villain of the week as the main character starts to give an empowering speech about the power of friendship then halfway through fall to the ground in pain. A strangled scream bubbles from her lips as her friends join her on the ground, panting and writhing. We hear bones pop and sinew tear as they begin to emit a sickening glow and the villain steps back, clearly not expecting this. As a hand reaches out from the glowing pile of bodies and the villain turns to run, we see what horror they’ve become: The same group of young women but with snazzier outfits and hair to represent their individual powers and personality. They are also marginally taller. The speech continues like nothing happened and the villain throws up and surrenders immediately.
This sequence happens every episode.
where the wave has grazed the reach of green
and the wood by gentle sea
we count the coming of the tide
by a love as old as time