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arwenkenobi48 · 7 months
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So I came across this article and the title alone distressed me immensely
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I feel heartbroken that this even exists. I can’t help but feel an impending sense of despair. If the world is going to become uninhabitable relatively soon, then what’s the point of me healing and living my life and following my dreams at all?
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van-del · 2 years
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All the things that are terrible are all very big and all the things that are wonderful are all very small and I don’t know if the latter makes the former worth fighting sometimes
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fruittoast · 2 years
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TW for serious topic and some disturbing references
I used to be an artist, but im far too out of practice now to be able to recreate this image in my head, so ill describe it instead
Someone asked me what mental illness feels like to have, and i think i can best describe mine this way
It feels like my skin is rotting off of my body, my internal organs are being held in by a thread, and even someone brushing past me causes me unspeakable pain, im just desperately trying to patch up my wounds with stitches, patches, anything i can find to try and pull it together. But it still doesnt work. Sometimes the wounds can heal, but theres always the rot lingering inside that will emerge again at another opportunity.
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hellbentrapture · 2 years
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Sucks living in a dystopia...
Man imagine what I could do if I didn't have to spend so much time and energy fighting to live and for the right to live. But also I made some things for school and I’m really proud of myself, and sharing together and critiquing with the class was so much fun. And I just...it causes me such sadness and despair, an isolated moment of it, raw, because it has no value in this capitalist hellscape. What value it has is diminished by my being queer and disabled. I know it has value, I know I have value. But the systems we reside in do not. And it hurts, it hurts a lot sometimes...
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notaplaceofhonour · 2 months
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An American man self-immolated in the name of Gaza, and I’m seeing two different responses:
from American leftists, acting like it’s a brave/commendable thing while do
from Palestinians, begging people not to do this
This is a man who was incredibly mentally unwell and committed suicide, initially planning to livestream his suicide, and people are applauding it—which inevitably encourages more people to follow suit, throwing their lives away too. And for what? How has this helped Palestinians in any way?
Suicide is not the answer—not to your personal struggles and not to global conflict and geopolitical struggles. If you find yourself around people who are encouraging you to see suicide as a beautiful or commendable political act, get out.
Think of all the good things you can keep doing for Gaza if you keep living. Think of your loved ones. Think of your own life. Your life has value, and you deserve to keep living.
I think Ahmed Fouad Alkhatib, someone from Gaza, put it way better than I can in this tweet:
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artsyebonyrose · 8 days
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mukuro in cherry pop!
feel free to send me more suggestions if you have any, here are the palettes :3
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octos-art-blog · 20 days
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Love me some dangan ronpa gore
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nerdpoe · 14 days
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Cale, when he was being placed back into his body after the GoD test, found himself in a weird empty place.
The only thing in it is a pedestal, and on that pedestal is an intricate, golden pocketwatch.
It's open, and has far too many hands. He can see the gears inside it, and even though none of the seventeen hands are moving, the gears are. If he looks closer at the gears, he can start to see...something.
It looked like space. Like a galaxy, hidden in between the gears.
He pokes around it for a bit, but nothing happens. It just sits there, looking shiny and expensive.
He had no idea what this thing was, but...it was probably worth a lot. If it wasn't, the kids would like it.
He reaches out, grabs it, and wakes up in his body, surrounded by shields and people telling him not to move.
Except the next time he tries to use Instant, time freezes all around him; and his body has no ill effects. In fact, he can feel not only his time, but every single version of himself at all points in time.
The drawback comes after he stops using the power; every orifice that can bleed, does, and he faints from blood loss so intense that his regeneration Power can't keep up.
He calls a meeting with Jack and Cage later, to find out what the fuck happened.
She takes one look at him and dives for the bar. Jack takes a longer look and joins her.
"You crazy bastard," Cage says between swigs, refusing to look at Cale.
"How did you steal a god's power?" Jack asks, voice high pitched as he shakily pours himself a glass of wine.
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soapsinthebox · 1 month
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Wolf food
(First post to show to the drdt community wooo! hope i dont regret this)
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krashlite · 4 months
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Part 2 of how I think the curses work
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Part 1 , Part 2 (you are Here!)
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✨I LOVE YOU✨
Don't do this Cas || Happy November 5th
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unforth · 3 months
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We are one Iowa caucus into the absolute shitshow that is going to be the US 2024 elections, and I'm already sick of seeing takes downplaying the risk that Trump and his fascist followers represent.
Look. Around 1900, my mother's grandparents immigrated to the Lower East Side of New York City. They brought with them children born in Europe (Poland? Ukraine? which country they were in depends on what year we're talking about) - we're not 100% sure they were THEIR children, even, but there were three, and they were young, and they came. But my great-grandparents had siblings, parents, cousins, uncles, aunts, huge families. And while my understanding is that an attempt was made to convince those folks to move to the US, none of them ultimately opted to.
They all kept in touch as they were able, exchanging letters and pictures, but through World War 1, through the 20s, through the Great Depression, through the worsening situation in Europe in the 1930s, my entire extended family who chose not to immigrate...continued to stay.
I think we all know how this story ends.
I have an entire family photo album of people whose names I will never know, because after every single one of them died in the Holocaust, my great-grandparents and grandparents couldn't bear to even label them. And they were PEOPLE, poor, vibrant, eager to maintain connections with their loved ones abroad. One was a Klezmer musician, and we have photos of him with all the different instruments he played. They're so real on the page, and they all ended in ashes.
And you know how that started? Fascism started with every inch allowed, with every well-intentioned moderate who tried to maintain a middle position even as the whole ground shifted right beneath their feet and even "middle" became extreme, every "no that change isn't coming fast enough, I want instant full improvement NOW" liberal who felt that doing nothing was better than accepting a slower improvement in the (truly awful!) post-World War 1 living situation in Germany.
Most of the members of my extended family also downplayed the risks. They never imagined that the worst could happen to them. They never fathomed how bad things could become.
And now I have their example always before me to know and to scream:
I KNOW HOW BAD THINGS CAN BECOME. I KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO MY FAMILY THEN.
I WILL NOT LET THAT HAPPEN TO MY FAMILY NOW.
People look at me like I'm crazy when I say I've got our passports ready (and have had since before the 2020 election).
Look. I don't know what will happen if Trump is elected, but there's a very real possibility he will, and he's been extremely clear about saying what he'll do. He did a lot of the things he said he'd do last time. I expect he'll continue to do the things he says he'll do. And the things he say he'll do will lead to the deaths of more people than we can imagine - in the US, in Palestine, throughout the world.
Don't tell me there's a middle ground here. Don't tell me I'm over-reacting. Don't tell me the worst won't happen. Don't tell me the risk is mild. Don't tell me we're safe.
We. Are. Not. Safe.
The lives of dozens, hundreds, of members of family were lost in the 1940s amid the horrifying statistic "6,000,000 dead Jews."
I will not let my life (as a Jew), my wife's life (as a disabled woman), my son's life (as a biracial boy), my daughter's life (as a biracial trans girl), be part of the statistics that come from our a second Trump presidency.
If you won't vote like YOUR life depends on it, vote like someone ELSE'S life depends on it, because IT DOES.
And if you can't even do that much, at least shut the fuck up and stop spreading your poison around. You're wrong. The danger is real. Downplaying it now won't make your conscience feel any clearer when it actually happens, and comforting everyone else downplaying it will just make you that much more complicit.
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specialneedz · 1 month
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at your command
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alchemicaladarna · 2 months
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Pomme knows her dad is dead.
Even after her and Tallulah's conversation last night, where it seemed like she's just been in denial this whole time, I don't think she was in denial for this long.
qBad's death has been a slow buildup these past couple of months and Pomme and Dapper have definitely seen the memory loss and the coughing first hand. They've seen the infection and they've seen the radiation. They've seen how much sicker their dad is becoming every day, which is why Pomme made the medicine in the first place. She tried to help, but I think some part of her knew it wasn't enough.
This all culminated in Sweet Despair, when qBad was the worst he's ever been- constantly forgetting who Pomme was, coughing way more often and just being super exhausted and weak in general. I think Pomme knew her dad was going to die that day because I was rewatching the vod, and when qBad said he wanted to visit qMax, Pomme said:
"I don't think I can visit him today...it would imply that I will be dead too.
Pomme knew her dad was very close to death, but I think the cruelest part of that day was the fact that qBad kept implying there would be a tomorrow. "We'll go on adventures tomorrow!" "Remind me to tell you something tomorrow" "I will see you tomorrow".
But tomorrow never came.
And yet, Pomme still holds out hope that her dad will come back the next day because he, and now Tallulah have told her to never lose hope, and of course he's coming back- he has to, right? He's not dead...he just disappeared.
But if he's not dead then why is he missing in the first place? QBad would never leave his kids alone like this. If he's not dead, then why are the ghosties just casually following her and Dapper around when they've never been given this much freedom to roam around before? All the clues are adding up and it's just stewing into these sinking feelings of dread and despair because there is no tomorrow, there was never a tomorrow-
But her dad and Tallulah told her to not lose hope. And I'm afraid Pomme will just hold on to that sliver of hope unless there is clear evidence that says otherwise. Which is why finding qBad's body is so significant.
I know it seems cruel to hope for a child to find their father's decaying corpse, but it's a form of mercy, in my opinion. At least then, she's not left wondering about where her dad is, or what happened to him. At least then she can have closure and start to grieve instead of not knowing at all.
Pomme's denial comes from hope. And while it's good to have hope, it can also be bittersweet because it stops you from facing the truth. And sometimes confronting the truth is what you must do to find the courage to move on, grieve, and do the next right thing.
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kadextra · 2 months
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YOU CANT MENTION GOING TO SEE Q!MAX AND THE THEORY BROS YOU CANT DO THIS PLEAse DONT DO THIS TO ME
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