WHEN I GO
When I go don't learn to live without me just learn to live with my love in a different way.
And if you need to see me close your eyes or look in your shadow when the sun shines I'm there.
Sit with me in the quiet and you will know that I did not leave.
There is no leaving when one soul is blended with another.
When I go don't learn to live without me just learn to look for me in the moments.
I will be there.
pet parrot content is getting more popular on platforms like tiktok, and i just want to put it out there that parrots are NOT like dogs or cats. i've already seen more than one video of someone falling in love with a parrot at something like a petsmart (sidebar: like for most animals, please find a responsible, ethical breeder) (this will also hopefully let you know that you are indeed buying a bred parrot and not a wild-caught) and buying one on impulse, and MY GOD does that make me nervous. people who are capable of giving parrots a good life are a vast, VAST minority of people.
my grandfather bred parrots so i grew up with them from a young age, and while i love them and respect them and am glad for the time i got to spend growing up around them, there's a reason *i* do not own a parrot. he always had a clause in the purchase agreement that meant parrots would be surrendered back to him and not abandoned/given to a shelter/rescue, and he had MANY birds given back. many. even with talking it through with people and letting them meet his other birds and experience their volume and how much care they need, there were still people who would buy a parrot and in a few months nearly beg to give it back bc they were in over their heads.
parrots are beautiful, intelligent animals, but they require SO much care and work and socializing. they are flock-based animals, and you will have to be their flock. they will need HOURS of your attention and care every single day. (and i mean HOURS). and if they don't get it, they can and will start engaging in behavior including mutilating themselves and plucking their feathers out. also they are super sensitive to their surroundings. new person in the house they don't like? plucking themselves with stress. too many visitors for their comfort? plucking themselves with stress. you went on a vacation and they aren't dealing with it well? plucking themselves with stress. new puppy in the house? plucking themselves with stress. get a divorce/move houses/new baby in the home? plucking themselves with stress. obviously not every bird will be sensitive to the same degree, but in general, parrots deal with stress/changes in environment WAY worse than other pets.
depending on the breed, you will have a creature with the intelligence of a toddler (some are even as smart as your average 5 year old), and you will be living with this toddler for literal decades. conures live 20-30 years, african grays live 40-60 years, and cockatoos can live 60-80 years. this toddler creature will ALSO have evolved to have a cry that can carry through jungles, and that volume is not gonna decrease bc you live in an apartment and your neighbors aren't gonna want to hear it. you ever heard a sun conure? get within a mile of one and you will.
tl;dr: parrots are beautiful and i love them, but there is no way in hell i would ever own one bc there are SO few people who should.
A lot of the public support of libraries is that they are places of great connection, education and comfort that will improve the community. I praise libraries that host book clubs, political discussions, gardening events, work to get children to read; but other times my trek has to do with only myself to find peace in isolation.
Feeling overwhelmed, lost or uncertain, books and the library can be a peaceful place to rest, decompress and wait to come back to the world. In addition to being a community resource, libraries are one of the few places where quiet peacefulness is put as a higher priority than usual; children may be in a separate area and aren’t criticized for being too loud but gently reminded. Here, where you may easily allow yourself to detach from notifications and screens, you can let your brain recharge and breathe peacefully, letting the stories of others wash over and take you away
Unpenetratable silence
Every movement amplified
But it's just because it's quiet
Can we silently start a riot? It's quiet enough to hear a pin drop
You can hear people breathe
But that's because it's quiet
Can we please start a riot? Every move of this pencil sounds like it hurts
Trillions of graphite atoms screaming
My imagination goes crazy when it's too quiet
For my sanity, someone start a riot Or at least start talking
Tapping your foot would do
To stop the awkward quiet
Get us out of here so lead a riot When I'm alone, battling on my own
I want to listen to music for the illusion,
That it is not quiet
So I don't start a riot Music and words keep me sane
When I can no longer go,
Into the anxiety provoking quiet
Music and poetry are my silent riot
I am Quiet, the absence of words 🦋
nikili:
superboysandtheirtoys:
cams92:
venezianov:
(( Is it bad that I cried?
I really needed this.
Thank you, quiet place. ))
Reblogging myself.
I still have the tab open.
I really needed this. T__T <3
This is really amazing.
That really is lovely. I have to say though I was paranoid there’d be a screamer. There wasn’t and I was very happy. I also read it in my head in GlaDOS’s voice automatically :S
That was amazing... I read it in GLaDOS' voice too Nikili
tumblr has become a safe space for me recently. other sites like tiktok and instagram, and especially twitter (which i refuse to call X and is also notorious for ppl horribly misrepresenting the goth subculture), are so overstimulating that tumblr is just a nice breath of fresh air. there are people who post about things that i am genuinely interested in on here and the ppl generally just seem way more down to earth and relatable. it's nice to have a space that i can post about anything and have a community separate from people i know irl too bc i feel even safer to just be myself without having a second thought about what ppl in my life might think. i can just share my thoughts and interests and it's so much easier to find like-minded people to follow on here, too.
tumblr is like the library of social media. relaxed, yet loaded with information and cool things to see and the people who come here are usually looking for the same thing i am; some peace and freaking quiet.
Ilustración para el fanzine “Nocturno” de paradojaediciones de Colombia!! En el link se puede ver completo http://issuu.com/macaduque/docs/nocturno_a_color-_digital
I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.
(via his-broken-juliet)
#declarewar #quiet #humannature #song #music #lyrics #quotes #quote
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L is for loquacious in the Alphabet of Unintended Consequences. “I hate small talk.” “Is ‘Are you afraid to die?’ an appropriate conversational gambit?” What is up with people who hate small talk? I’d so much rather talk about fashion and the weather than exchange brush-lettered profundities. People who hate small talk seem to be the ones who won’t leave until the house is run dry but won’t ever help with the dishes. #quiet
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Quiet from Metal Gear Solid V: The Phantom Pain
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I’ve grown accustomed to the quiet
That lie beyond my door
So it was all the more
Disquieting
When I heard voices from the floor
The world fell silent
But still you dance
With movements flowing
Like a newborn river
Knowing the path
The pattern
The way
But still unable to take it
Does the silence
Want to scream
So it knows that it
Still can?
At dVerse Kim is hosting the Quadrille (44 words sans title) with an invitation to write a poem which includes the word (or a form of) Quiet. dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Walk Quietly In My Dreams Image by 춘성 강 from Pixabay “Fair Quiet, have I found thee here …” Andrew Marvel This Gauzy Quietude Feather soft plumeslift and floatmodestly cloaked along her length,wetness shroudedin mystery,the…
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