I live for stories like this of knowable Gods.
You meet god and she's mostly dead fish. You ask her why and she says most of the world is dead fish, and she's made herself to appeal to the most common denominator, the everyman funnyman comedy show that runs for eleven seasons but with the entire universe in mind. You ask her how much of the dead fish is your fault, she says it's far less than you'd think, in the grand scheme of things. You ask her if you matter at all. If you can do anything. She shrugs her rotting shoulders and says mattering is a made-up concept, like life, but sure, you can matter if you want to, on some scale. She has many scales. She doesn't know what you mean by 'anything', but you can do everything you can. You ask her if it's enough. She says there's no base requirement for deserving to exist. She's smoking a joint and the smoke filtering out of her gills gathers and forms gas giants and red dwarfs. You ask her if there's any hidden secrets of the universe you should know and she says it's not a secret if she tells, plus it's fun to let you figure it out yourself. You ask her if any of your questions were right questions and she says you worry about being right so much it might keep you from fucking around, which is as close to meaning of life as she ever bothered to make. You don't ask but she says she loves your hair, also your whole being, also your planet. She says she figured out what love is yesterday and is trying it out, which explains the ten thousand rainbows and sudden influx in rains of fish. She offers you a drag of her joint and you wake up half past midnight behind a chain restaurant clutching a smoked salmon. The new stars are winking like they're in on some joke and you're sure if you try hard enough you'll remember what it is.
I love hearing these birds! Also, I was today years old when I learnd they are mourning doves and not morning doves. Rad!
that “whooo-oooh-ooh-ooh-ooh” sound mourning doves make, reblog if u agree
I am so proud of this Girl Scout troop! And I am so proud to be part of an organization that supports ALL girls and works to make scouting accessible to all girls.
Just a reminder that if you are someone who wants to eat Girl Scout Cookies, and you don't have local Girl Scouts to buy them from, and you are realising you can just go online and get them from the Internet, Troop 6000 is...
"...a first-of-its-kind program designed to serve families living in temporary housing in the New York City shelter system.
"Each week, Girl Scouts meet in shelters across the city to take part in activities that help them make new friends, earn badges, and learn to see themselves as leaders. All fees, uniforms, trips, and program materials are provided at no cost.
"As a permanent fixture of the program, we also established the Troop 6000 Transition Initiative, which supports Girl Scouts and their families as they transition to permanent housing. The average stay for a family in a city shelter is 18 months. Remaining connected to the community and opportunities introduced to them through Troop 6000 can help facilitate a successful transition for girls and young people, and it is essential they continue to receive the financial support that allows them to do so."
Click on the link to learn about it and order cookies.
My least favorite things about anti- UBI discourse is always the techbros whining that "nobody is going to work anymore! People will just watch Netflix all day!" and I have 2 responses:
1) Who the fuck cares. Who the fuck cares what people do with their time! That's kind of the fucking point!
2) People aren't going to stop laboring. Housework (look, it's right there in the word!) will still need to be done. So will maintenance on our homes and personal spaces. Children will still need carers, as will the elderly and disabled. There are millions of examples of ~work~ that we do all the time, uncompensated, that won't suddenly stop because we aren't forced to sell our labor to provide corporation's profits.
I'm not surprised that what is traditionally women's work is invisible to these dipshits, but it never fails to anger me.
Anyway. Join the IWW.
Yes it’s the first and last hill.
I know it’s not hard to point out reactionaries hypocrisy when it comes to like safe spaces or hug boxes or whatever but genuinely how much of an echo chamber do you have to exist in for you to think this is a reasonable thing to say
Spiral power!
Sorry I’m late I was obsessing over herb spirals
C’mere, kid. I want to tell you a secret.
Whoa, whoa, not like that! This isn’t one of those “strange man tells you something that you’re not supposed to share with your parents” situations. I want you to share this with your parents. I want you to share this with the whole world. You wanna be my prophet, you go right ahead. It’s not like most folks are gonna listen, but every so often, one of you people decides to try, and I’m always grateful, even if I don’t think there’s any point to it.
Okay. You with me? You listening? You cleaned your ears out recently? Because if you’re gonna be my prophet, I don’t want you to go around telling people I said something I didn’t. That’s happened to so many of my friends. They lay out one message, and folks pick it up and turn it into something terrible, into some sort of cudgel to beat people with. And that’s not what I’m about.
Okay. You’re good? Then here you go. This is the secret, this is the essential thing I wish you over-important primates would hammer through your heads, this is what matters:
People are essentially good, and essentially the same, everywhere you go. Optimism isn’t shallow, and being a happy person doesn’t make you a fool. You’re allowed to irrigate and plant flowers in your heart. That won’t make you weak. It won’t make you irresponsible, or petty. Be joyous. Find your light and nurture it, and once it’s strong and healthy enough to light up your room, open the windows and share it with the people around you.
There’s a lot of shadow in a lot of folks. A little light can help to beat it back, and can bring us a better world. All of us, not just the divine, and not just the damned.
Do your part, prophet or no. Nurture and protect your joy.
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