Forager 🌱
You lace up your old hiking boots and fill your backpack with water, a spade, and some shears. You're ready for the day!
Someone who loves you has left a plate of muffins out to cool, how kind of them! You snag a few and get going.
It's warm outside today, and a few familiar bird calls come from the woods nearby. The sun feels good on your skin.
It isn't long before you are in one of your favorite spots, picking some fresh berries and packing them away.
You hop from rock to rock through your favorite stream and watch the fish dart around in the cool water.
You have the most productive morning, gathering lots of herbs and fruits. Your hands are dirty and your heart is full.
On your walk home, a crow swoops down in front of you. He does a funky little dance until you share some of your loot.
When you return, you wash your hands with homemade soap that smells like lavender and honey.
Someone who loves you laughs as you tell them about the snails and birds you saw on your walk, and they help you sort out your finds.
You go to bed knowing you've done well, that you are loved, and that you get to do it all again tomorrow.
portrait of a lady on fire, dir. céline sciamma // doubt comes in, hadestown // eurydice, sarah ruhl // metamorphoses: book x, ovid trans. anthony kline // “eurydice”, ocean vuong // talk, hozier
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image 4: text from Metamorphoses: Book X by Ovid that reads “They took the upward path, through the still silence, steep and dark, shadowy with dense fog, drawing near the threshold of the upper world. Afraid she was no longer there, and eager to see her, the lover turned his eyes. In an instant she turned back, and he, unhappy man, stretching out his arms to hold her and be held, clutched at nothing but the receding air. Dying a second time now, there was no complaint to her husband (what, then, could she complain of, except that she had been loved?). She spoke a last ‘farewell’ that, now, scarcely reached his ears, and turned against towards that same plane.”
image 6: screenshot of lyrics from “Talk” by Hozier that reads “I’d be the voice that urged Orpheus / when her body was found (Hey, yeah) / I’d be the choiceless hope in grief / That drove him underground (Hey, yeah) / I’d be the dreadful need in the devotee / That made him turn around (Hey, yeah) / And I’d be the immediate forgiveness / In Eurydice / Imagine being loved by me”
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i made your favorite dish. i made you something you’ve never tried before. i love you. i spent twenty minutes chopping. my grandmother made this for me when i was little. i made this dairy free for you. i love you. i want to eat together. the onions made me cry. i love you. i learned this recipe for you. i love you. i made this special for your birthday. i love you. i know you don’t like peppers. i love you. i love you. i love you.
if your dad (1) goads the king into challenging him to a fight, (2) accepts the king's challenge to fight, (3) insults the king's daughter that he's super protective of, and (4) hits the king first in the fight then I don't think you can be that mad when the king accidentally one punch kills your dad. that's kinda on your dad for getting into that situation and I think he might've had some underlying health issues that contributed to the single punch instantly killing him
Environmentober 2021 (1-10) by Andrey Maximov
Bruh, this is the Summer of Pink.
Nimona, Barbie, now Atom Eve, everything is pink and how being different is fucking OKAY and ALLOWED GODDAMNIT and we’re allowed to fucking EXIST and something in me is HEALING.
I drew a little something for the Hiveworks micro comic summer~
why you should make your own clothes:
you get to destroy capitalism and the fast fashion industry, while also finally wearing whatever your heart desire the most (and also avoid having to look for the right size, and the entire concept of fitting a size)
………..slips gege ¥2000
My gay is showing.
Jeff Bezos and Amazon are a fucking blight upon the working class. He got rich by treating rank and file employees like hot garbage toiling under dehumanizing, backbreaking conditions for shitty pay. When there are this many random strangers across various sectors/departments of a single company sharing similar horror stories, that can’t be dismissed as just a few disgruntled ex-employees. Grievances like these are why I quit using Amazon. They made my life easier at the expense of thousands of hardworking people being mistreated and disrespected behind closed doors. (thread)
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