Please don't become desensitized about Palestine. People are giving us their last words, begging that if they get wiped out we spread the word about them to future generations. Please don't let that happen and do not take neutral stand about it. Neutral is as good as supporting the genocide.
Please continue on supporting Palestine and their people, remember that they are not numbers or another statistic. They are people. People who have dreams, desires, families, lovers, children, pets, hobbies, favorite food, shows, colors, something to look forward to and something to live for. They have a life - just like all of us. This is not just a tragedy, this is something we can help to prevent from happening more and taking even more lives.
One difference in number is one whole life coming to an end. It could be a life of a baby, a child, a man, a woman, a person who should have the right to experience life. It's a person who is someone's family, sister, brother, father, mother, wife, husband, grandparent, lover, friend. Please do not become desensitized. Please be angry, be sad, be hopeful for them. Just don't give up or turn the blind eye because you think there is nothing you can do. Sharing the word means so much, they don't have a voice right now. They didn't have a proper voice for years, so please, be their voice. It's not "just another war", it's a genocide.
People are taking their last breath as I type this. It's sad. It's awful to think about, but please think about it. Remember it. Don't choose silence because it's more convenient.
Be aware of who you support. These are people/celebrities who support Israel.
What can you do besides reading news about Gaza
Another link that you can use to educate yourself
If you want to see videos & photos of Palestine and the people as well as what's happening to them
I reblogged these, but more links for education, donations, etc. in case you didn't see!! -> here :) and here :)
a whole generation !!!!!!!!!!!! let that sink in and don't brush over it.
19 years old !!!!!!!!!!!
just imagine having to accept that your life is FORCEFULLY coming to an end by an exterior force and there is nothing you can do about it. You have no choice, but to hope that others will get free and live a life you couldn't. To be helpless, fearful, tortured and killed. Be their voice, support them, please.
again!!! please unfollow me/block me and don't interact with me if you support Israel.
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i love hearing about you and your wife it gives me so much warmth and hope - if your comfortable, do you have a first meeting or first date story? totally ok if you'd not share! i hope you and your wife have a wonderful anniversary, 11 years is quite a feat!
oh ho ho you've unlocked my special interest. i love talking about our first meeting/date.
(a read more because i did not make this short)
we actually "met" on tumblr! we both signed up for this penpal blog where you got matched with someone who had similar interests as you. i verified with my wife this morning and we both said we liked cats-i'm assuming that's what they matched us over. i dropped a joke in her inbox that went unanswered for days despite her reblogging and posting and was like welp, that was a good shot, champ, but you messed it up. no friends for you.
now, this was in the days when tumblr's inbox system (which limited you to 10 asks a day) ate every other message. so it's not that she didn't think it was funny, she just didn't get it. i found this out when i dropped the same joke a second time in her inbox and lo and behold! she thought it was funny. (i have recycled this joke many times over the year and always get an eye roll. like, babe. it's a classic. it's the thundapants joke!)
she did not think it was funny when i told her i was a transplant living in the the armpit of massachusetts because-lo and behold a second time-that's where she grew up and was also still living! it was an auspicious start for me, truly. we figured out that we had a bunch of things in common-i did my student teaching at her high school when she was a senior there, i was a substitute teacher for her little sister's 8th grade class, we missed each other in college by a couple of classes, my roommate and best friend worked at the PT office my wife frequented. we kind of went around each other for a while before we finally landed in the same place.
it took me a month and a half of my best jokes to convince her to go on a date with me because, as she said, she was super nervous. i was like, you have not truly met me yet because i am the stupidest person on earth and not worthy of nervousness. but she finally said yes! and we went out to a local chinese restaurant for crab rangoons. it shared a parking lot with the diner i worked at so i ate there all the time and the people there were so surprised i was (a) sitting down to eat and (b) eating with somebody!
(thus began our tradition of ending up on someone else's first date. the couple behind us was clearly meeting for the first time. he was telling her his credit score and that she could order whatever she wanted off the menu, no worries because he could pay for it. we cringed each time he opened his mouth but it was kind of perfect in a way because it gave us something to whisper about. we have since ended up on way too many first dates to count. it is kind of just a thing that happens to us, no matter where we go.)
our date was really, really good. we had talked A LOT via tumblr inbox (messages didn't exist yet) and the conversation just kind of picked up in person. so much so that 4 hours went by and they were putting up the chairs. and then we talked for a while in the parking lot too until my roommate hit me with the "are you alive or did she murder you and dump your body somewhere?" text. i left her on read and kept talking until the restaurant locked up and all the people went home. i just didn't want to leave. i felt like i knew my wife already, you know? like things just clicked. she was funny and intelligent and she listened when i went on the first of many, many tangents. her patience for me is unmatched and started out that way.
we spent the rest of the summer we lived there spending as much time as we could together. i distinctly remember doing short order cook shifts at the diner i worked at and then rolling up to her house to pick her up and drive around. we had to drive with the windows down because my clothes just effused grease from the fryers. we watched so many movies at my apartment-which is hilarious because about a year into our relationship she informed she was NOT a movie person, she just wanted to spend time together. we have watched maybe ten movies together since that first year.
then i got a full-time job on the other side of the mountain, we moved, bought a house, got married, and the rest is history. but we get crab rangoons on every anniversary and do a lame-o instagram post about each other and i continue to be the stupidest person in the room, just very stupid over her.
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The sea-longing thing really gets to me. Legolas longed for something so deeply that it was like life had a hole, and yet if he sailed before the fellowship had died his life would have still had a void in it. That chapter had to be closed before he could sail. And then also he took Gimli with him because he had no intention of leaving Gimli to a past chapter of his life. Gimli was always meant to continue to the story with him, and elf heaven was not going to be heaven without him. Gimli had to be present or the void would still be there. I think about this. A lot
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