On March 8, 1908, a group of women textile workers at the Cotton mill in New York demonstrated. The staff had gone on strike to demand a reduction in working hours from the owner. At the time, they were asking to reduce their workload to 10 hours a day, receive better working conditions and be paid the same wage as men performing the same tasks.
However, the owner was unwilling to accede to these demands and decided to close the factory doors, with the staff inside. Unfortunately, the establishment suffered a suspicious fire, which caused the death of 129 of the women. Following this tragic night, several demonstrations were held in different parts of the United States to demand justice for the victims.
I salute all the women I know and don't know in the world. . . With a flower in hand I pay my admiration and respect.
My most heartfelt tribute to the vindication of women through history . . .⚘
“Fate or luck. Some rare moments make us reflect on the mysteries of life and who we really are…”
I'm not a writer because I'm not sure that everything I say ends well. I am not a poet either because I am not sure if everything I say becomes an offering, sublime poetry or if it is insulting and does not end well. I'm just a poor being. Who carries in her heart joy, the mortal grace of a woman, a hope, the reason to live to love with all her soul.
Hi I just wanna say you got a very charismatic soulful soul. a man full of kindness and a heart full of love…feel blessed I love all your poems your blog inspires a lot I admire you and I am super happy being your follower 🙂keep doing such an extraordinary work 🫶🏻
Como la sombra al cuerpo, el sentimiento me inclina a perseguir la belleza de las cosas y toda la vida, pero cuando mis ojos expresan de repente el amor, la inocente ternura, que abrazo y con respeto ofrezco, implorando doy mi alma al transparente silente vacío. A la poesía a su ventura de libre albedrío. Y a ti amiga, en tu afán de anonimato hasta el aislamiento de cada rincón del mundo. Mi alma forja quimeras de gratitud y felicidad; Esta felicidad tuya y mía nunca nos llegaría, sólo murmuraría mi abatida y tranquila voz de pensamiento. ⚘Mil gracias por aparcar tu tiempo, en cálidas palabras a un hombre común, uno de tantos otros.
"The privilege of having a love, of finding meaning in life through caring, the same trust promotes the development of the same love and the same feelings and makes you look like who you really are."
Juan što ako ovog Božića zamoliš svakog svog Tumblr prijatelja i sve muškarce na svijetu da se, bez zlobe ili ljutnje, okrenu i pogledaju sve kao kad su htjeli upoznati svijet, kad su bili djeca... 🧸 Zagrebačka zima 2023
Rita Heolise Shvets. 🙋♀️ 🇭🇷
Perhaps for many your words and my words mean nothing and have no value, but they are part of our life and the same feeling of such a beautiful and special girl of a man who emerged from the rain. Together we wish you love, happiness and prosperity. Happy new year. 🎆 2024 🎊💕👋
Unfortunately, in anticipation of Christmas, a very sad family event occurred, so I am just now starting to respond to the congratulatory messages here on Tumblr.
Best wishes to you, and to all your loved ones, and to all of you dear friends around the world.
. . . [ ] And if I call her and tell her Before, people's joy was not in me but now that she came into my life I am so happy but I think it was my fault and I feel a little serious and indifferent but I would change the nostalgia of Christmas night for a simple chat, a couple of songs on the roof, contemplating the moon and stars but I don't think she will answer me. My world is so simple and small.
"Love will come at Christmas."
Wishing happiness, health and prosperity to all men along the way. Leaving a large part of it, wherever you are, love will accompany you at Christmas, the bustle in the houses and the trees full of lights and gifts with the joy of children announce and celebrate its arrival.
Because before leaving when you sleep he looks at you smiling, he will hug you when you wake up,
Never try to hide from him, because he will always find you.
Love knows about you, it knows about me.
He knows everything, don't be afraid or try to run away.
Love and Christmas will come to where you live.
Love and Christmas will reach the last door in the world.
I wish you friends from all over the world a Merry Christmas... A big hug to each of you. Thanks.🌠
From Mexico City. Juan Francisco Palencia. Thanks. 👋🎄 🎆 ⛄🎁 🥂 🤗 🎊 🥰
The words left by the illustrious Rubem Alves. Famous Brazilian psychoanalyst, educator, theologian, poet and writer, author of books and articles on religious, pedagogical and existential themes, and a series of children's books. I, a perfect deluded stranger, try to reply to his words that he points out in this quote with all due respect.
Counterpoint
"It is not the beautiful things that determine our lives, but the people who have the virtue of making us happy".
— Juan Francisco Palencia.
We don't see what we see, we see what we are. Only those who have beauty within themselves see the beauty of the world. Rubem Alves
Não vemos o que vemos, vemos o que somos. Somente quem tem beleza dentro de si vê a beleza do mundo. Rubem Alves
"Someday you will notice what true love is, you will know the reason and the feeling of nostalgia and sadness. When you remember that love you still love, all that immense love that absurdly for foolishness you had to lose."
Yesterday a girl asked me what friendship means to me. I replied. "A true honest and selfless friendship is like finding a star that shines and twinkles with another in duet."
"There is no energy that compares to the power of love." An idea that I finally accepted when I met her and realized that the path to what is beautiful and unforgettable always begins by having her inside the soul but... I can't explain when or how I saw the color of the sky in her. . . She stole my heart when I looked into her eyes one April afternoon. . As she smiled at me, she moved in and out, touching my entire being. And I felt like I fell in love with her.