‘When You Loved Me, Colours Appeared In The Sky’
‘When you loved me, colours appeared in the sky’
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we were not born into this world to do extraordinary things. but rather, to do human things. to cherish beauty and love people. to run through the woods and drink from sweet cool lakes. to bite into ripe strawberries and count the sparkling stars. to give comfort to those who hurt and need. to laugh loudly, cry deeply. to fill notebooks and canvases– to dream and tell stories and create wondrous life. to live. and in living, we will have done something completely human, something completely unique and beautiful.
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El dolor...
Tengo un agujero en el pecho
Me vacía los pulmones de aire
Los llena de alquitrán
¿Cuánto más tengo que ahogarme
para aprender a respirar?
¿Cómo me saco de dentro
el dolor que llevo clavado en los huesos?
Me recorre
La voz de mi madre
Mi propia voz
Tus ojos tristes
Mi reflejo
¿Qué hago con esto?
¿Que me define, si no lo que se percibe de mi?
¿Dónde voy cuando no me puedo ir?
¿Qué debo hacer
para dejar de sufrir?
La sangre corriendo por mi piel
nunca fue tan alentadora
¿Qué debo hacer
para dejar de llorar?
Mi vida transcurre llorando en baños públicos
Ahogarme en el alquitrán
Para dejar de sufrir
Para dejar de llorar
Para dejarme morir
Ahogarme en el alquitrán
a ver si vuelvo a encontrar
mis ganas de vivir
Febrero del '21
You know what I like about art? That it embodies a person's view of the world they have around, even when that world isn't necessarily beautiful. It's like you get to see through someone's eyes, through their experiences and likes or dislikes. And sometimes you get to see how a person has decided to live, despite what true life is really like.
Intoxicating sweetness...
Blümelein
Me llamas flor, y yo solo tengo de eso los pétalos rojos que me ves cuando me enfado.
Me dices que me quieres aún cuando hay tormenta, y yo solo espero no ser quien las provoque.
Me dices que me amas, y yo solo temo que algún día esas palabras te sepan amargas.
Me llamas flor, pero todos sabemos que, cuando llega el invierno, las flores se marchitan.
Call to Action (again)
We got Tumblr’s attention with our past peaceful protest campaigns
Protect the Creators
Bring Back Reply
Protest against hate speech
Bring Back Arch Atlas
Maybe it is time we use our beloved Tumblr to protest this sexist policy that marks female nipples as porn. Tumblr is being extreme in what its decision and policies, and is using a useless algorithm that sees Rothko paintings (see @dailyrothko) and flowers and all kinds of non-porn images as porn.
So, on Monday, 12-17-18, we should not post anything on Tumblr, except the above photo, which is available here. NOTE: You can also add these to your avatar to let anyone who visits your site know about this.
As this post suggests, if we have a queue with images, we should add this one to 12-17-18. As part of our protest, we should not do anything on Tumblr for the whole day: no dashboard, no posts, no comments, chat, replies. We should also, as recommended by @jtmportland, we should also completely log out to show a physical drop in traffic/use.
Nothing on Tumblr, all day, M, 12-17-18. Even log out completely for the day so there is a drop in traffic/use.
Also, please think about putting @staff & @support on any and all reblogs of this and any on any posts about this, since this will send them a direct notification of each and every post about this. We need to flood their dashboards so they see we are upset.
Also, please use the staff and support tags.
Again, here is the link to the above sign: https://drive.google.com/open?id=1CWHndyT6EUu1ZKzS_CCUZ4yEJlS6vhcI
Art by Mattia Cerenzia
THERE IS NO CAPITAL WITHOUT LABOR
THERE IS NO CAPITAL WITHOUT LABOR
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