Cis / Trans / NB , And For The Kids Who Don’t Have The Words Yet To Talk About Their Gender I Want

Okay, is this why “the sky was yellow and the sun was blue”?!?!

rb this with ur opinion on this shade of pink:

Your body is an ancestor. Your body is an altar to your ancestors. Every one of your cells holds an ancient and anarchic love story. Around 2.7 billion years ago free-living prokaryotes melted into one another to form the mitochondria and organelles of the cells that build our bodies today. All you need to do to honor your ancestors is to roll up like a pill bug, into the innate shape of safety: the fetal position. The curl of your body, then, is an altar not just to the womb that grew you, but to the retroviruses that, 200 million years ago taught mammals how to develop the protein syncytin that creates the synctrophoblast layer of the placenta. Breathe in, slowly, knowing that your breath loops you into the biome of your ecosystem. Every seven to ten years your cells will have turned over, rearticulated by your inhales and exhales, your appetites and proclivity for certain flavors. If you live in a valley, chances are the ancient glacial moraine, the fossils crushed underfoot, the spores from grandmotherly honey fungi, have all entered into and rebuilt the very molecular make up of your bones, your lungs, and even your eyes. Even your lungfuls of exhaust churn you into an ancestor altar for Mesozoic ferns pressurized into the fossil fuels. You are threaded through with fossils. Your microbiome is an ode to bacterial legacies you would not be able to trace with birth certificates and blood lineages. You are the ongoing-ness of the dead. The alembic where they are given breath again. Every decision, every idea, every poem you breathe and live is a resurrection of elements that date back to the birth of this universe itself. Today I realize that due to the miracle of metabolic recycling, it is even possible that my body, somehow, holds the cells of my great-great grandmother. Or your great-great grandmother. Or that I am built from carbon that once intimately orchestrated the flight of a hummingbird or a pterodactyl. Your body is an ecosystem of ancestors. An outcome born not of a single human thread, but a web of relations that ripples outwards into the intimate ocean of deep time.

Your Body is an Ancestor, Sophie Strand

"We follow the comet," Dany told her khalasar. Once it was said, no word was raised against it. They had been Drogo's people, but they were hers now. The Unburnt, they called her, and Mother of Dragons. Her word was their law.

A Clash of Kings - Daenerys I

we are the universe experiencing itself

I have also seen too many leftists or progressives (?) who are letting themselves forget about how bad Trump was and how much damage was done by and for him. “Oh, we made it through four years of Trump once and we can do it again.” And so many versions of this.

No no my friends, it was worse than you remember, and things can indeed get worse. Trump may not be able to make himself god-emperor of the USA, but I can absolutely see a future in which we are no longer even a two-party political system. Say good night to democracy because it’s going to be a long hard sleep if Trump gets elected.

via 2rawtooreal2

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NEVER THROW YOUR VOTE AWAY!

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Oops, found something beautiful, better think about this all day.

Who makes the porn bots. Where do they come from. What do they hope to achieve.

Yes, my next project will be learning this for my October calendar

fun fact about me is that when i was a kid id write capital E’s with as many of those little horizontal lines as possible and id call them ladder E’s and adults fucking hated them

Blessed be 🌟

Reblog to bring fairy godpossum blessings upon your followers.

….no…..Kraft Singles =/= American cheese. Do. Not. Put. Fucking. Kraft. Singles. On . Your. Hamburgers. I. Swear. To. God. I. Will. Slap. That. Shit. Onto. The. Floor. Fuck. Off.

Please go up to your grocery stores deli counter and ask for a half pound of their American cheese sliced. It’s so worth it. I won’t eat Kraft Singles. I love American cheese.

Buy a “big ‘ol’ block” of American cheese, shred a bunch and add an equal amount of some other shredded cheese of your choice, pimentos, mayo, finely diced green onions, pepper, celery salt all together and then you have a delicious “basic pimento cheese”. modify it to your hearts content. Put it on sandwiches, baked potatoes, scrambled eggs, crackers. Can’t do that with Kraft Singles.

Sporked

The Best American Cheese for Your Next Grilled Cheese Sandwich | Sporked

Proud to be an American (cheese).

the thing about that weird stuff americans call cheese is that if you heat it a little it becomes an excellent burger condiment despite its failings in every other area. such is the fate of the american cultural product

2. Be a silly billy

PSA:

1. If you are not silly, it is vital you become silly

2. If you are silly, you must stay silly

2. If you used to be silly but have stopped, you must make all efforts to return to silliness