#rabbottsrambles
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i want to worship him
with word, tooth, lip, and skin
love is sacred
never wasted
we stand on holy ground
wherever love is found
under night skies
or while inside
he is past and future
im a willing viewer
he is devine
and he is mine
im so grateful for this
that i have felt his kiss
i love him
i love him
i love him
a horatian ode on/for my lover
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Hey there - If you’re interested in a future without climate change and investment in American communities, I would keep reading.
The Biden administration is one step away from approving project Willow, an oil drilling operation in the Alaskan Arctic. Its estimated that when burned the oil will introduce 280 million metric tons of greenhouse gases and other climate pollutants into the atmosphere in the next thirty years. To avoid the worst effects of climate change its estimated that global carbon neutrality should be achieved by 2050.
The Alaskan economy is increasingly reliant upon profits from private oil companies. The subsidies from projects such as Willow are used to build schools and roads. However, Climate change in Alaska has caused the collapse of the permafrost, leading to the decay of slope villages and disruptions to thousands of years old practices by native Alaskans, who use hunting and fishing to feed their families. Not to mention that an oil leak in the area would pollute these waters and lands, it would also be near impossible to repair under Arctic conditions. Instead of providing government support to Alaskan communities, the Biden administration is risking more damage to native communities and the environment.
To learn more and get involved visit:
You can also sign the change.org petition here:
#stopwillow#project willow#crude oil#oil drilling#alaska#alaska natives#climate justice#climate activism#climate action#climate and environment#climate change#environmetalists#environmental science#environment#enviromental#wilderness#alaskan wildlife#wildlife#rabbottsrambles#envsci
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road musings
five hours left to go
nothing but the road and me
till I'm next to you
crazy for you
how did i get here
im thinking this is crazy
im crazy for you
holding out
hold on to your hope
we’ll make it to december
i believe in us
#love poem#poetry#haiku#mlm textpost#long distance relationship#long distance love#t4t mlm#rabbottsrambles
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one does not need acid if he has incense and jazz on vinyl.
#i am listening to rahsaan roland kirk and you cant stop me#jazzlovers#jazz#music#60s music#insence#pagan#paganism#pagans of tumblr#folk#trans#ftm#transmasc#trans masc#dont yell at me for tagging this trans i know the trans boys relate#rabbottsrambles
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to all my fellow trans people, especially to those of us who have been abused, know that it is okay to mourn the childhood we never got to have
grief applies here just as it would to any other loss. it is okay to deny your loss. as long as you do not live in it, denial can be a cushion until you ready to face your emotions. anger at abusers, at those who refused to see us as we are, at those who oppressed us, anger with ourselves, we are allowed to feel. guilt that we didn’t come out sooner, that maybe we deserve everything we went through, we all feel it, but just because we feel it doesn’t mean its true. bargaining in hopes to win back something we were never allowed to have is allowed too. many of us bargained with god on long sleepless nights to make us who we are. but we are already who we are, regardless if the people around us or god see that or not. it is okay to fall into depression. when you trapped in a body or a role or a house that doesn’t feel like your own for so long you are bound to feel helpless at some point. whether we can see them or not there are people in our lives who care. and we ourselves are powerful. stay true to yourself. its so easy to get caught up in the fear of what ifs. what if i never start hrt, what if my family never calls me by the right name. you are not alone. surrender to your higher power. trust yourself.
you will end up where you need to be.
adapted from lessons i learned in melody beattie’s codependent no more
#trans#trans positivity#transgender#grief#loss#childhood#transmasc#trans man#writers and poets#rabbottsrambles
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an exercise in gratitude:
cold floors, hot tea
new coats, warm soup
snow, horses, cars, trees
and good food
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elegy for a girl i once knew
sweet anna, it is time to say goodnight
your shoulders grew heavy in this short life
so rest now child, as i turn of the light,
close your bright eyes and let go of your strife
you may cry about the thoughts that chase you
whisper your anxieties and i’ll listen
whisper your sadness, and i’ll take that too
there is no shame in letting tears glisten
let us keep the creeping cold air at bay
i will tuck you in to keep in the warmth
so dream on, sweet anna, till the break of day
i promise you a restful sleep henceforth
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when he calls you pretty
how only you are to him
no gender involved
#t4t mlm#t4t love#wholesome#love#gay love#love poem#my brain keeps telling me to marry him#rabbottsrambles
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hey there im just hanging out. most of the art i reblog us gunna be tagged under #art and the trans stuff is gunna be under #trans, just for my own peace of mind and stuff. my writings gunna be under #rabbottsrambles. im an environmental science major so i gotta have a tag for that shit too #envsci. super into gender discourse so thats gunna be under #gender. peace ✌️
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moving at a fast pace through the yard
approaching the sound barrier
nearing light speed
she chases the
ball
excitedly
she waits for you to
toss it
frantically watching your movements
ready to run
in seconds shes off
embarking on the canine journey and
not so nimbly returning
devoted entirely to the game
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whats this feeling so heavy and deep? its as warm and its comforting as it is freezing. it holds me in its grasp as i melt into my bed, inexplicably wishing i was melting into the earth instead. how easy it would be to walk into the woods and slip nude into the silent snowy night. would dip my bare feet in the gently flowing creek and let the cold envelop me. laying in the mud i would breathe my last steamy breaths into the night air. looking up at the stars i would know that at long last i am home in my mothers arms. i will never feel want or pain again as i become one with earth, my body becoming hers as nature consumes me. how easy and simple that final choice would be.
#do not be afraid#be not afraid#death#as i lay dying#inner peace#winter#snowfall#forest#nature#paganism#pagan#rabbottsrambles
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it is so wild to me that people used to know exactly where their food came from. like. the wheat came from the jackson’s farm and was milled at old man johnsons stream mill. the eggs came from little sally and her family down the road. i milked my cow and churned the butter on the front porch. i kneaded it on a cutting board from my father in law who is a carpenter and baked it in a cast iron skillet thats been in my family for three generations. thats just crazy
#capitalism#history#baking#cottagecore#country cottage#shop local#anti capitalist#communalism#envsci#rabbottsrambles
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new mantra just dropped.
i deserve protection
i will give myself grace
im right where i need to be
you deserve protection
give yourself grace
you are exactly where you need to be
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I have the right to be
despite
of what you might
say to me
angry
if you want to fight
my birthright
i dont see
you winning
#a reminder that you dont need a reason to be angry#poetry#poem#writers and poets#poets on tumblr#poetblr#rabbottsrambles
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The Rabbit Hole
the world is a scary place
especially for a rabbit
hawks, foxes, and racing traffic
he dives back into his hole
at any sign of danger
his past, his family, and strangers
in his burrow he lays for hours
he tries to keep his feelings at bay
failing again to push them away
maybe there is, there must be
something wrong with him
hes too much, too little, too dim
other rabbits look so happy!
i cant feel this way
tired, fearful, and betrayed
then one day the sun rose
peeking into his borrow
gentle, soft, and slow
maybe being scared,
the rabbit thought,
is normal after all
and the rabbit thougt
maybe being sad
isnt so bad
creeping from his burrow
the rabbit let go
he gave up control
with the sun shining down
the rabbit left his wallow
and found that happiness soon followed
#this could be a childrens book#poets on tumblr#poem#poetry#writers and poets#text post#rabbottsrambles
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