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charmed-n-zesty · 17 days

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grungeouttakesabstracts · 28 days

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Light & shadows in the Richard Serra Room

Madrid, Spain -- 3/31/10

#fotografía #fotografía original #original photography #photographers on tumblr #artists on tumblr #photography #museo reina sofía #madrid #richard serra #light and shadow #luz y sombras #light #luz #light & shadow #light and shadows #light & shadows #luz y sombra

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hansdurrer · 4 months

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Santa Cruz do Sul, Brasil, 3 Fevereiro 2024

#Flor #Photographers on tumblr #Estrelitzia #Flower #Fleur #Fiore #Light and shadows #Licht und schatten #Fotografie #Luz e sombra #Photography #santa cruz do sul #brasil

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viagginterstellari · 1 year

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A serious girl - Cairo, 2018

#travel #egypt #original photographers #photographers on tumblr #light and shadows #monochrome #ancient architecture #pyramids #b&w photography #night photography #cute girl #waiting #black and white photography

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ichayalovesyou · 2 years

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Spock & L’tak Terai: Discussions on Learning Disability

Based on a very thoughtful conversations I had with @zitronenfaltertochter

What is L’tak Terai?

L’tak Terai (Memory Alpha definition): The Vulcan term for a learning disability which included spatial and order dysphasia, affecting learning, reading, and writing. It was much like the Human condition known as dyslexia. The condition was fairly common on Earth, but not so much on Vulcan.

Spatial, meaning of or relating to space, the three-dimensional realm or expanse in which all material objects are located and all events occur.

Order, as in the arrangement or disposition of people or things in relation to each other according to a particular sequence, pattern, or method.

Dysphasia, language disorder marked by deficiency in the generation of speech, and sometimes also in its comprehension.

In Spock, this disability is attributed to inheriting (at least aspects of) Amanda Grayson’s dyslexia. L’tak Terai is seemingly a temporary developmental disability, while in Humans, conditions like dyslexia and dyscalculia are lifelong.

It manifests most obviously in canon during Light & Shadows as Spock reciting numbers in the incorrect order for his needs while in a disassociative fugue brought on by his contact with the Red Angel.

Which has led myself and others to misinterpret it as dyscalculia, and Amanda’s mention of Spock having L’tak Terai because of her dyslexia has led others to misinterpreting it as analogous to dyslexia. When in truth it is neither of them though it presents surface level symptoms attributed to both.

He’s also said to have L’tak Terai, but in truth, Spock’s condition is unique and that label is all they have. L’tak Terai supposedly goes away as a Vulcan child matures, for Spock it did not. Spock is half human, but his learning disability cannot fully be equated to human learning disabilities as we know them today. Like in a great many other things, Spock is unique.

A Mother With Learning Disability, Communicating With Her Child

Amanda deliberately read Spock Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland to try and tell him just because things are assumed to be one way, doesn’t mean they can’t also be another.

That sometimes up is down and left is right, and that it’s not inherently bad for things to be that way. Sometimes things that you are told are correct and concrete are wrong, or gruesomely oversimplified, and can be changed. It’s okay for things to not make sense, if you can hold true to yourself as you figure it out.

I may not have dyscalculia or dyslexia, but I did grow up with different learning disabilities. What came easily to others did not come easily to me. The way that I am isn’t wrong or bad, and it is not the source of my inner strengths, or my intelligence. But it does irrevocably effect how I interpret the world, it always has and always will.

It provides me a unique perspective on the world, it is not a superpower, but it is wisdom. Wisdom that can be applied to question and observe things in ways that don’t occur to most neurotypical people. It also has its extremely potent drawbacks, overstimulation, lack of accomadation among them.

L’tak Terai is NOT Presented As A Superpower

Spock is uniquely vulnerable to attempting to mindmeld with individuals who don’t/haven’t experienced time linearly. Processing and communicating things in a coherent order is already difficult for him. Everything changes when he melds with Future!Michael.

When presented with something that isn’t congruent with the order and spatial reasoning of time. Something he has worked so incredibly hard to understand and communicate, being proven wrong on such an intense, psychic, empathetic level. It strips away whatever accomadations he has built for himself in his mind.

All the workarounds and training, the bedrock of his inner world is uprooted. In ways that a neurotypical person could never understand. They don’t have to fight every second of every day to keep things in the “right” order, the order that people who aren’t like him understand. Spock’s struggle to communicate in that sense continues into TOS (which I’ll discuss in a moment).

It is not Spock’s L’tak Terai that saves the day. It is Spock’s long established remarkable intelligence and strength of character that helps solve the Red Angel’s mysteries. The L’tak Terai gives him the wisdom, not the inherent magical ability, to see the problem from angles no one else had thought of. That’s no super power, and to assume so I personally believe has an element of ableism to it.

It assumes Spock, or anyone else for that matter, could never have figured it out without L’tak Terai. As if Spock’s intelligence, perseverance, and ability to apply the wisdom born of his life experiences from having L’tak Terai had nothing to do with it. It removes the disability from the person it’s attached to. Frequently in a way that still seems to deem the person/character as “weaker” for having the disability inform their experiences, and their logic.

Does Spock Struggle With His L’tak Terai in TOS?

I think the answer is emphatically yes, and I will list a few examples to support my beliefs. I do not believe his disability magically disappears after it becomes directly relevant in Discovery, even if it isn’t directly stated. After all, TOS is notoriously riddled with ambiguities. Ambiguities that are now getting explanations and context through shows like Discovery & Strange New Worlds.

In The Naked Time, when he is unable to stop or make sense of the unbridled emotions the virus is forcing him to feel, he eventually starts counting by twos. As if fighting his L’tak Terai will let him get a grip on his emotions, struggling to apply himself to whatever he’s attempting on the monitor in that room. His thoughts are drawn to his mother. Amanda, who is dyslexic, who strove to help him cope with his own disability, who he could never tell he loved her.

In The Changeling, while Spock tends to anthropomorphize machines, projecting onto them a bit. Nomad is the first time (but not the last) that he mind melds with an artificial intelligence. Nomad has not experienced time linearly, it is damaged, there are blots in its memory, it has become something other than what it was designed for. Kirk has to intervene to prevent Spock from being trapped in Nomad’s mind. Afterward Spock is extremely disoriented and struggles to put into words what he and Nomad experienced.

In By Any Other Name, when Spock tries to remotely meld/influence the crew’s alien captor, it’s too much for him. He describes them processing space and time and mathematics in a way that’s advanced far beyond comprehension. The implication could be the effect the telepathic contact would not have been as severe, and more information could have been understood, if he didn’t have L’tak Terai.

In conclusion, I think they’re doing a decent job with Spock as disability representation so far. Though the mere fact that many have interpreted it as the “superpower disability” trope is indicative of the fact they could be doing even better. At SDCC this year, when asked about Spock’s learning disability, it was implied that there would be more to see of his struggle in the future. I have reasonably high hopes for it 💚🖖🏻💚

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wholenessblooming · 7 months

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soft evening light on the green leaves

hoping and wishing it lights some warmth in my heart

and gives some strength in this wearisome body

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#wholenessblooming #green leaves #personal reflections #nature photography #my photography #💚#light and shadows

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thedramanotes · 1 year

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Final Stage of AOS Grief

Untangled my feelings about Alchemy of Souls Part 2.

It was a sweet, funny, magical romance.

I liked it... as a STANDALONE romantic fantasy.

It just wasn't a continuation of Alchemy of Souls Part 1

THAT was an epic fantasy, and it ended in tragedy.

I have accepted this now.

#aos #alchemy of souls #alchemy of the soul #light and shadows #alchemy of souls: light and shadow #alchemy of souls season 2 #alchemy of souls part 2 #lee jae wook #jung so min #go yoon jung

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late-to-the-fandom · 1 year

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Seven Snippets, Seven People

Thank you for the tag @talesofsorrowandofruin and a peek into your extremely cool WIP (check it out here).

Because I can't live without a theme, I decided to post the seven snippets containing the most important bits of background info from Light and Shadows necessary to understand references in the sequel, Wend in the Shadows. Because why not?

Tagging: @shipping-through-eternity @fluffleforce-mysdrym @darknightfrombeyond @lady-grace-pens @isabellebissonrouthier @emelkae @tsunderewatermelon

From Mortal Reminders

Renathal cast a restless glance around his spartan Sinfall room, and - for the first time in his entire existence - wished vainly for a clock. He'd had one in Darkwall Tower: an ornately carved instrument positioned at the bottom of his winding staircase where its deep, ominous chime was at its most acoustically advantageous. And, really, such aesthetic was its predominant purpose, time in Revendreth being largely a social construct. But currently, Renathal was desperate to know exactly how many minutes past whatever hour it was so he could decide whether enough time had passed to be justifiably irritated. The Maw Walker was late.

2. From Keys for All Occasions: Rebellion

"You know," he remarked, irrationally smug at having knocked the Maw Walker off her impassive axis. "In spite of the danger, I am having rather a lot of fun." The Maw Walker blinked. Then she laughed. A deep, full-bodied sound that paired perfectly with her wide, blooming smile. "That's the spirit, your Highness," she said. Her words bubbled with laughter, and Renathal thought her voice was made for the sound, her face for that joyous expression. A sudden mad compulsion to kiss the creature before him presented itself fully formed in Renathal's mind. The smile slid from his face in alarm.

3. From A Spilled Tea

Her tongue tripped over every word, and Renathal restrained his smirk only with difficulty. He had never seen the Maw Walker so flustered. Possibly something of his dark amusement showed on his face because she stopped mid-stutter. She glanced around Renathal as if checking for witnesses, then dropped her attempt at pleasant denial all at once. "Alright, I admit. I do not love tea. Any tea. It's nothing personal to the Duke, it's just...not my drink." "What is your drink?" asked Renathal, curiousity speaking before his better sense could stop it. “Well, I prefer an aged arcwine but… this realm is very dry.” The Maw Walker sighed, and Renathal's brain immediately set off on a mission to discover how he might import "aged arcwine" to Sinfall.

4. From The Threads of Fate

Instead, he stared beyond her, inspecting his reclaimed study; every detail, from the plasterwork to the wainscotting, recreated exactly as it always had been. As though Darkwall Tower was never a ruin of splinters and stone ... as if the last year of Renathal's existence were no more than a fading dream. The only noticeable deviance from the strictures of eternity were the high, clear panes of glass interrupting the dark paneling of one wall. Windows. An influence of the Maw Walker's Renathal included out of whimsy, and now desperately wished he had not. As lovely a view as they teased - Sinfall’s spire silhouetted in indigo by the Ember Ward’s creeping Light - their true purpose had proved to be an excruciating reminder of the Maw Walker’s absence while stationed in Zereth Mortis. What they would do to him once she left the Shadowlands entirely… Well, of that, Renathal tried not to think, but he made a mental note to have the windows bricked over as soon as possible.

5. From Dances with Venthyr

"Shall I lead?" asked Renathal, expecting a battle of wills, but it was the Maw Walker’s turn to surprise him. "Please do.” She nodded encouragingly. “This court has been particularly exhausting." There were a few stiff, awkward steps as each acclimated to the other. Then, Renathal adjusted his grip on her waist, edging her delicately closer, and almost lost his expert footing when the Maw Walker melted against him. She fit him. Exactly. As though their separate bodies were part of one set. She was closer than strictly necessary for this particular dance, obliging Renathal to make some minor adjustments to their steps. But he was happy to do so. Delighted, in fact. And more carefree than he had felt in centuries. Whatever he imagined dancing with the Maw Walker would be like, this was infinitely better. Where he had expected challenge, she willingly permitted his lead. She allowed his arms to dictate her movements, submitting enthusiastically to his body’s every unspoken command. It made Renathal’s head swim. This was a different sort of power. At once, rousing and relaxing; stirring and soothing. And as he sank into the exquisite sensation, Renathal realised one dance was not nearly enough for him. This was a harmony he not experienced before, and now never wanted to end.

6. From Vices and Vows

"Renathal," she said, but the way she pronounced his name was strange. Her lips twitched, and a muscle worked in her cheek, and Renathal realised with a jolt she was fighting back a smile. "I do not make promises, as a rule. They're too easy to accidentally break. But I feel very safe in promising you will never have to worry about that with me." Renathal did his best to match her irrepressible humour. "Oh, one never knows, Denathrius can be quite charming. If you had arrived at a different time in Revendreth's history, you might have found it hard to-" The Maw Walker pressed two fingers to his lips, effectively ending his nervous prattle. "Very. Safe." She replaced her fingers with her mouth, a solemn seal on her promise, then withdrew just enough to meet Renathal's eyes as she continued, her voice now free of mirth. "You don't have to share me with anyone, Renathal. I am just yours. For as long as you want me ... as long as I'm here ... I'm yours."

7. From The Reservoir

"This is ... for me?" The Maw Walker's head rotated slowly, drinking in the room in long, slow sips. It was smaller than Renathal’s by a decent margin, the carved bed not nearly as large or elaborate, the wallpaper less ornate. But it was obvious every part of it had been handpicked for her. The colour scheme was lighter and favoured a great many more shades of purple. The few possessions she had abandoned in her Sinfall room had been retrieved and carefully arranged. And prominently featured behind it all… "There," Renathal pointed to the far wall of tinted glass. "Have a look." The Maw Walker tiptoed across the room, as if fearful of disturbing its true occupant, and - at Renathal's encouraging nod - pushed open the heavy glass doors. While the room itself might be considered modest, the view from the terrace was unparalleled. From here, one could see across the entire realm, past Revendreth’s endless twilight and into the in-between beyond.

#tag games #renathal x maw walker #light and shadows #a wend in the shadows

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feralchaton · 1 year

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