#sand talk

[freckles-and-books]

Weekend reading

#books #the Parisian #isabella hammad #sand talk #Tyson yunkaporta #things you may find hidden in my ear #mosab abu toha #read Palestine #read indigenous

[sandcastle-art]

I'm sure I saw something like this on here a year or two ago.. but i couldn't find the original post so I made a new template for fun :) If you want to crop/edit this template to only include certain prompts, go ahead!

The 'free space' ones are for things like modded races or unplayable vanilla races, if you want to use them! Or non-starbound species even!

I would love to see if people use these, so if you want to share them then I'm going to be using the '#starboundspeciesswap' tag! :]

#sand talk #starbound #starboundspeciesswap #i know they're called races in the game but 'race swap' is not a fantastic tag choice in my opinion lol

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

The Guardian. This old tree has long since bit the dust. But on the Pine Tree Trail she’s a maker to all those who have been along the trail before. Tall and defiant she stands but I always wonder what she looked like full of leaves. Only the cowboys and natives know now. In the Organ Mountains-Desert Peaks National Monument Doña Ana Co, NM. Photo: Taylor Axtell (Aug 2023) :: [Robert Scott Horton]

* * * *

There is a pattern to the universe and everything in it, and there are knowledge systems and traditions that follow this pattern to maintain balance, to keep the temptations of narcissism in check. But recent traditions have emerged that break down creation systems like a virus, infecting complex patterns with artificial simplicity, exercising a civilizing control over what some see as chaos. The Sumerians started it. The Romans perfected it. The Anglosphere inherited it. The world is now mired in it. The war between good and evil is in reality an imposition of stupidity and simplicity over wisdom and complexity.

Sand Talk: How Indigenous Thinking Can Save the World by Tyson Yunkaporta[via alive on all channels]

#Sand Talk #Tyson Yunkaporta #alive on all channels #good and evil #trees #The Guardian #New mexico #Robert Scott Horton #Organ Mountains #Desert Peaks national Monument

[abwatt]

Quilt: sand talk

Shhh... it's a secret, but here's this quilt I'm working on for some friends and their new baby (not posting everywhere so there's a chance they won't see it).

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#blocks #quilt blocks #quilt top #quilting #quilts #sand talk #textiles

[soracities]

Wisława Szymborska, “Children of Our Age”, View with a Grain of Sand (trans. Stanisław Barańczak & Clare Cavanagh)  

#either way you're talking politics #quotes #poems #poetry #wislawa szymborska #children of our age #view with a grain of sand #of war and violence #typography #id included #reading #polish lit #m #x

[teleportzz]

assimilationism is so wack i actually can't. like do you idiots not understand that queerphobes can't tell any of us apart and don't care to? in the eyes of conservatives, we are all faggots. kissing ass and throwing the rest of us under the bus for table scraps of liberty only creates the false image of progress if you're white, abled, neurotypical, and fall under one of the few labels they can easily understand. yet even for you, it's not real. they'll create the illusion of a good life for you in exchange for oppressing your own community members and then turn around and feed your face to the leopards.

like sorry not sorry, man, but we are all in this together whether you like and appreciate it or not. you're sharing your labels and safe spaces with neopronoun users, he/him lesbians, slur reclaimers, old label adopters, drag queens, loveless aromantics, gnc folks, and the kinksters. we've always been part of the community. it isn't our fault you don't value your own history and vehemently refuse to learn it. we still aren't going anywhere. cope.

how sweet is the blood of your queer siblings as you lick it up clean from the boots of your own oppressors? hope it tastes real fucking good

#we're drawing lines in the sand tonight boys #milo talks sometimes #queer #queer pride #queer community #lgbtq+ #lgbt pride #lgbtq #lgbtq community #lgbt #lgbt+ #nonbinary #genderfuck #genderqueer #genderfluid #neopronouns #aroace #aromantic #arospec #aroallo #autigender #transgender #f slur mention #f slur cw #f slur tw #f slur warning #f slur #punk #gnc

[dimensionzero]

every major character's screentime in across the spiderverse

miles morales: 1 hour, 26.5 minutes

gwen stacy: 56.5 minutes

miguel o'hara: 23 minutes

rio morales: 20 minutes

jeff morales: 17.5 minutes

the spot: 14 minutes

peter b (& mayday) parker: 9.5 minutes

hobie brown: 9.5 minutes

george stacy: 9 minutes

pavitr prabhakar: 8 minutes

jess drew: 5.5 minutes

margo kess: 3.5 minutes

ben reilly: 1 minute

peni parker: 20 seconds

spider-man noir: 10 seconds

spider-ham: 10 seconds

#i dont want to talk about how long this took dfghjkljh #these arent exactly Rough estimates but theyre not super certain either. sanded down estimates #across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse spoilers #miles morales #gwen stacy #miguel ohara #the spot #rio morales #jefferson morales #jessica drew #hobie brown #peter b parker #mayday parker #george stacy #pavitr prabhakar #margo kess #ben reilly #peni parker #spiderman noir #spider-ham #this is making all our blorboposting look very funny by the way. can you believe hobie was in less than 10 minutes of the whole movie #at least the people thirsting for miguel have a solid 20 to work with

[frostluvrs]

raymew win funniest couple award because tell me why them finally getting together is the ep ray seems less in love with mew than usual, spent 80% of it chasing sand, mew will only kiss him when he knows top is looking and they’re high and/or drunk for 90% of their relationship. you just gotta laugh. good kiss tho!

#when ray was talking about him and mew to sand at the bar i was like girl why do you sound less than enthused &;&;&/ #that i love you didn’t even seem genuine like ijbol #only friends the series

[moderndaypandora]

Hob is going to come home one day two months into Dream's retirement (and seven weeks into their marriage) and Dream's going to be full Victorian maiden on the chaise lounge, arm covering his eyes.

Hob, who is not a fool: Want to talk about it, or want to be consumed by the agonies for a little while longer while I prepare dinner? You got groceries, right?

Dream: [horrible groaning dirge of assent]

Hob: I'm starting to get a little concerned, dearest

Dream: I went out to. Obtain groceries. And the woman at the till said 'enjoy your food'.

Hob: And you said?
 Dream: "My thanks. you as well."

Hob: My poor love. Have a kiss to ease the sting.

Dream: [accepting the forehead kiss as his due] I can't go back to that grocery store in this lifetime.

Hob: Understandable.

Dream: Can we fake our deaths tomorrow?

Hob: Give me two weeks to wrap everything up, then we can.

Dream: <3

#dreamling #you can take the dream out of Dream but you can't take the dramatics #he's going to be horrified to realize that sometimes humans just replay their worst/embarrassing moments in their heads on loop at 3am #instead of sleeping #dream didn't suddenly gain social skills when he became an immortal human #he just lost the ability to will himself away in a cloud of sand #poor dream just wants humanity to be petting cats and fucking his husband #and instead it's Failing To Small Talk Correctly #and everybody everywhere immediately sensing he has No Chill Except On Rare Occasions #even getting drunk off his mind to forget that just results in hangovers the next day #but the bit where Hob is constantly demanding them to take lovey dovey selfies for his phone backgrounds is nice #and Hob will mention my husband in all conversations just because he's so pleased they're married #Hob. Marjorie knows we're married already. It is unnecessary to introduce me as your husband still. #Hob: idk she was looking like she'd forgotten that fact since last time

[berrysquared]

Cyborg Scar? Pretty please? 👉👈

Anything for you Stiff

#goodtimeswithscar #gtws fanart #mcyt fanart #hermitcraft #berry art #hermitblr #i had so much fun with this one #hes playing volleyball on the beach and we will ignore the fact that prostetics and sand must be the worst combo in history ever #i was listening to that one song from topgun 2 you know the one yeah #dont look too close the tech parts make no sense #berry not talking to the void for once #ask game #also stiff if ur still here i love your scar sm btw

[night-eyes1]

#the sandman #the sandman netflix #I mean this is how the season 1 went right #He is like okay I need my sand pouch lets go find constantine #Then hes like lets go to hell and not talk with Lucienne before we go there #You dumb ass you are going to hell at least make a plan #Nope #Mf freestyle his way into hell #morpheus #dream of the endless #death of the endless #desire of the endless #the corinthian #rose walker #neil gaiman

[theminecraftbee]

Grian comes to again, flat on his back, and groans. Distantly, he hears Scar yelling an apology. It’s hard to tell if Scar had accidentally dropped sand, accidentally kicked one of the dragon eggs currently littering their bases (causing it to fall), or had missed concrete somewhere and caused that to drop, but the apology, this time, was at least sincere, so he’s fairly certain Scar didn’t intentionally knock Grian out. Doesn’t mean Grian hadn’t been knocked on his ass by, what, a pavlovian reaction to sand? But it means Scar hadn’t been intentionally exploiting it.

He’s rubbing his head when he hears them chittering distantly. He looks up, and then he Looks up, just to make sure he’s not imagining it, and… yep, they’re there. The Watchers. They’re busy happily chittering about the fact that Grian passes out when any block falls to the ground. Of course they are. He wonders if this is their fault. Probably not; Watchers may be annoying, but they can’t see the future, so it’s not like they’d have known about the egg thing ahead of time. No, they’re probably just amused at his suffering.

Joke’s on them. This is mostly just going to make cleaning up slower. And they’re going to have to deal with that too, on account of the fact Grian can’t do much else until it’s done.

He’s trying to hit another egg with a piston when he hears, distantly, “shoot, the beach!”, realizes what has happened, and then he’s waking up on the ground again. He stares at the sky for a moment.

“Trust Scar with sand, I thought. He terraforms all the time, I thought. He won’t keep messing me up with it, I thought.” He groans.

The chittering of the Watchers gets louder. He hears a lot of ‘Scar’ and ‘sand’ and ‘he can’t bear it’ and. Great. Grian’s pretty sure he knows what comment is coming next—

you’ve never left that desert.

“So this is your fault!” he says, accusingly. “Why! All it’s done is make my life more confusing!”

Indistinct noises. At one point, when Grian had been more one of them than he is now, he had been able to tell all of the voices apart easily. Now, the Watchers are somewhere between the wall of incomprehensible, horrible sound that they are to mortals and normal voices. He has to strain to pick out anything overly specific. He supposes if he chose to go all Watcher again he’d be able to tell what they’re saying, but frankly, they’re all annoying, so why would he bother? Better to stick to things as they are.

He messages Scar: If you drop sand one more time I am going to figure out how to add more dragon eggs to your base.

Scar messages back: its an accideet

Grian responds one more time: lol. accideet.

He takes a moment before standing up to check around himself. Scar does seem to have moved on from whatever he’d been doing with terraforming to keep dropping gravity blocks, so it’s probably safe to stand without passing out again. What had he been doing? Right. Eggs. Piston.

you never left that desert, Grian hears again from the wall of noise.

“Right. That’s me. Never left,” Grian says. Honestly.

can’t stand the sight of scar and sand.

“You know you guys are reaching, right?” Grian says.

never left—

“I would if you’d let me!” snaps Grian.

Indistinct chittering. Deep breaths. He’s fine. He's apparently developed sand-based epilepsy or something, and is trying to find the solution to that, but. Fine. He’s fine. It’s not like arguing with Watchers is ever actually worth it. They never change their mind. The thing is that they tend to think they know exactly how he works, and no matter how much he tries to refute their baseless assumptions, they still have a picture in their head, and they still keep working off of it.

A strange shudder runs down his back.

you never left that desert.

“Look, it’s not that I’m not over it,” Grian says. “I’m actually pretty over it. I’ve been over it since Last Life, really, even if none of you believe me.” He puts another egg in his inventory. “Scar’s my friend and he’s a weird guy and I like him, but it’s not like I’m not over that stupid game. Wouldn’t keep playing it if I weren’t over it, would I?”

Indistinct chittering about tragedy and deserts and dramatic final suicides and, look, Grian is good at telling stories. That’s the whole point. That’s why these guys won’t leave him alone. But sometimes, he swears…

“So you know, I would have left the desert by now. It’s just that you all haven’t. So guess who’s still stuck here? Believe me, it’s not me who’s not over it. If you wanted me out of the desert, you could let me leave any time you’d l—”

He has a second’s warning before he’s on the ground, dizzy, hoping he hasn’t gotten a concussion. He glances down at his communicator.

Mumbo says: that was me this time my bad

Shakily, Grian types: you have 10 seconds. start running.

The chittering gets more distant. Grian gets up. He checks to make sure his wings are on. He goes to light a rocket, but not before shouting: “Scar, if you do anything with gravity blocks while I am actively flying I will kill you dead!”

“Have fun buddy!” Scar shouts back. Grian’s not sure Scar actually heard a word he said. Well, hopefully there will be no sand falling from his hands while he goes to murder Mumbo, then. If there is, Grian’s—well, Grian’s going to have a broken bone at that rate, but he’s recovered from far worse falls. Some of those have even been Scar’s fault, by some measure or another.

He Looks back up at the mass he knows are the Watchers. “If this is you all’s fault because you never seem to have gotten over the whole desert thing, I’ll find a way to, I don’t know. Inconvenience you greatly. Not sure what I’ll do, but I’ll figure it out.”

The chittering gets way more fond, then. Pleased. They want him to do that. Can’t even threaten the assholes properly, they like it. Honestly, Grian doesn’t know why he bothers. It’s not like they’ll listen. No matter how many times he says he’s over it, it’s not like they’ll listen.

(Sometimes, he hates that he’s so good at stories.)

Right then. Time to wreak havoc on his friends for exploiting his very exploitable weakness, then. This sword’s got sharpness on it, right?

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(originally written for @hermitcraftguesstheauthorevent, and posted on ao3 here; now that it's revealed, i figured i'd go ahead and post it here, since it really matches the cadence of one of my tumblr things more than an ao3-only fic. enjoy!)

#hermitcraft #grian #the watchers #desert duo #KIND OF? i think this COUNTS? #a bee fic #anyway guess the author was cool! thank you so much <3 #wrote this like immediately after the falling sand stuff came out as a musing on some of the ways people were talking abotu it #you know how it is. sometimes you've gotta metacommentary.

[sandcastle-art]

from left to right: Evie (they/them) - Rev's sibling, has a talent for manipulating void energy (they're a space wizard), currently trying to apprehend Rev Rev (he/him) - Evie's brother, separated himself from the hive mind-ish situation his species has going on and is currently trying to hide from his government Jack (it/its or no pronouns)- tiny squid alien :) escaped lab experiment that definitely doesn't have anything strange going on.

Alright writing time ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

Rev did not feel good at all. But being nearly unconcious did that to a person.

Evie had managed to track him down yet again. Unfortunately this time Rev just so happened to not be alone, which would normally be a good thing, except that the poor folks in his vicinity really did not deserve to have their ship rocked by void explosions.

That was certainly one of the things making him feel like shit at the moment.

The other thing… Considering he was one of the only crew members able to survive outside of the ship without needing to waste time putting on a space suit, he had taken the responsibility of rushing out the airlock in an attempt to get his sibling off the ship's ass. It did not go well, to say the least. Evie had much more practice and actual training than he did when it came to weilding void energy, on top of literally being better built for it than him. It didn't take long for them to tire him out.

"Awww, you're no fun, I barely got started there! You never should have gotten those cords cut, you could have been such a powerhouse!!" Evie blippped, in the same annoying synthetic tone as usual. Rev attempted an answer, but all that came out was a low bass-y drone, trailing off into a distorted crackle. That didn't sound good.

"Yikes, that sounded bad." Evie hummed with faux concern. Ugh. Rev managed to look up at them and glare. "Well, I guess I should at least put you out of your misery for a bit before I turn you in. Certainly wouldn't want any trouble." If they could sneer, they probably would have. Oh they were insufferable.

With a mechanical growl, Rev flew towards Evie, his wings and horns glowing brighter as he prepared to hit them with everything he had. Evie's eye widened suddenly, and they let out a short, high-pitched note as they quickly dashed out of the way. They hadn't been expecting him to react so intensely, but he wasn't nearly quick enough to catch them completely off-guard. He quickly shut down his jets and attempted to whirl around to face Evie again, when a sudden impact in his back sent him reeling.

Glancing down, he could clearly see shards of metal floating around him, and bright blue void fluid leaking out of his back into the surrounding space. That was definitely not good. Turning around, he could see Evie had their hand out, still wreathed in lingering multicoloured energy. The playful buzz emanating from them earlier had completely vanished, now they emitted only a dark, quiet drone.

"I'm not going to let someone like YOU get the jump on me like that." They whirred angrily.

Rev saw their eye and wings flaring up, ready to cast a final attack, when the attention of both machines was drawn back towards the ship by a sharp ringing sound. The noise grew louder and louder as a light coming from the airlock grew brighter and brighter.

Suddenly it collided violently with both of them. Evie let out a synthetic shriek as their systems came into contact with the incredible amount of void energy it was producing. Rev was thrown back a short ways, towards the ship. He squinted at the bright object that currently had Evie in it's clutches, and noticed a tiny hint of bright green amidst the intense sparks.

"Jack..?"

He hadn't realized he'd managed to say the tiny alien's name out loud until the light suddenly died down as it glanced towards him, fear and concern filling it's eyes. In it's moment of distraction, Evie growled, grabbing it's helmet and wrenching it off of them. They pointed their eye square at Rev's head, and began charging energy once more, this time clearly aiming to do more than just incapacitate him. Jack reacted quickly, sparking up again with such rage that Rev swore he could feel it from where he was floating.

Evie's eye laser was knocked off course by the sudden attack, clipping Rev's chest and doing more damage to his back. A horrible roar echoed from the veritable supernova that was Jack, and Rev felt a wave of force propel him back towards the ship. His vision going white from the sudden energy.

And that was what brought him to where he was now. On the verge of unconsciousness, feeling terribly guilty for making the crew deal with Evie, and leaking precious void fuel all over the airlock (He was in the airlock now?) and the rest of the ship. He'd have to apologize to Hrr'Gr'Ah for the mess later. Faintly, he felt the vibrations of the crew running towards him and Jack (when did Jack come in here? Where was Evie??), voices chattering trying to ask both of them what happened, Jack making panicked sounds as it gestured towards his shattered processors.

With his vision and hearing rapidly failing, he was about to happily pass out until the whole ordeal was over. Until a sudden violent spark in his back wrenched a horrible discordant scream from his very cores. The last thing he remembered was more yelling from the crew, the lingering ring of a powerful void spell, and a terrible writhing sensation travelling rapidly through the flesh underneath his shell.

#sand characters #sand talk #c: e-vbm/evie #c: r-sbm/rev #c: jack #i both miss and do not miss writing

[worstloki]

Still can’t believe the Loki series season 1 opened with Loki landing in a desert in Mongolia and not being able to communicate with locals. They just forgot about AllSpeak? And accepted that ‘Modern English’ was a language he spoke?? The alien knows Earth English??? Red flag.

#you know how they could’ve gotten away with it?? #say his head is recalibrating and AllSpeak ISNT working AT ALL #Loki doesn’t understand the locals and he doesn’t understand the TVA when they arrive #he lands in the sand and lowkey is speaking Asgardian now #but noooooo they didn’t do that they threw in not being able to understand and talking anyway as a gag #was this ever explained even?? I don’t think so!!!!!!!!!!!

[pamouche]

“He is not to them what he is to me,” I thought: “he is not of their kind. I believe he is of mine.” x

ray before sand -> ray with sand in ONLY FRIENDS

#sand was the only one who saw the light in ray #the only one who saw that he was worthy and deserved love #he literally changed ray’s life with color and hope #as you might guess i interpreted this quote as if sand was talking about ray :’) #it's so hard to play with colors but i really wanted to make a contrast #<- at least i tried #sandray #sand x ray #only friends the series #ofts #oftsedit #firstkhaotung #first kanaphan #khaotung thanawat #asianlgbtqdramas #my edits🌱

[lyriumsings]

I keep seeing people talk about Palestine as if all hope is lost like they’re already gone and “the least we can do it remember them” and quite frankly I reject that. These people are fighting for their lives demanding the world to pay attention to them. Demanding their freedom and their right to exist on their own land. In light of the absolute atrocity that is happening in Rafah I am urging everyone to remember why we’re protesting and that these people ARE HERE. They’re alive, they’re real, they have a beautiful culture that needs to be witnessed and celebrated so here are some Palestinian creators you should follow because Palestine is not lost. It is not an empty land that’s gone. They will never be gone and we should all keep fighting until Palestine is free and not a second before because Palestine WILL be free again. I’m focusing mostly on Palestinian creators on tiktok because I think it’s important to see the physically and listen them and just acknowledge that they’re people, they should have linktrees to their other social media. I encourage you to visit their pages and interact with them because they are also being censored especially on tiktok. My platform isn’t big here so please feel free to reblog and also add more links, I would love to follow more Palestinian creators as well!

None of us are free until we all are. From the river to the sea. 🇵🇸🕊️🍉

@/mxriyum - a Palestinian woman who shares her amazing recipes passed down from her mother. She hasn’t posted in a while but there are many Palestinian recipes on her page that are absolute delicious. Please give them a try.

@/anat_international - a Palestinian woman giving updates on what is happening in Gaza but also shares about Gaza before the genocide. She is currently being heavily censored by tiktok for talking about the genocide and is doing more “influencer” like videos to beat the algorithm. So she’s sharing more stuff about the culture like Tatreez clothing, and organizing pottery painting sessions with people who are palestinian and allies. Extremely informative! She’s taught me so much.

@/sammyobeidthem - a Palestinian man who is a comedian. Genuinely so funny! And proudly Palestinian and talks about Palestine in his sets!

@/elyanna - a Palestinian singer. Her voice is insanely gorgeous. She has a song that has not been released on spotify called olive branch that is about the ongoing conflict in Gaza.

@/monamakeupdoll - a Palestinian make up artist, she’s absolutely gorgeous! She share tips and tricks and make up brands that support Palestine!

@/thatfalahigirl -A Palestinian Influencer she has a link in her link tree to purchase a Keffiyah if you haven’t yet there is even a discount! All proceeds go to Gaza via Pious Projects! She shows various ways to wrap it and shares her cultural clothes and I learned what dabke is because of her and it looks like so much fun!

@/amalzhamm - A Palestinian influencer she posts about her lifestyle and food and her family and it’s just so important right now to see happy Palestinian people. Palestinian mothers and fathers and children just existing. Like all of us do every day. And she shared this absolutely beautiful video of what palestine is like.

I’m going to end with this next one the very first person I saw on tik tok that educated me through his videos on Gaza and Palestine in October last year.

@/iamsbeih - a Palestinian influencer he posts about what is happening right now and what has been happening to the Palestinian people for over 70 years. He talks about his own family and his roots in Palestine the correct way to pronounce Gaza and Palestine. Just so much crucial information and i’m so grateful for him being willing to spend the time making these videos to educate people like me. He even posted a couple of palestinian songs (iirc they’re folk songs a lot of Palestinians in the comments know them) recently and they’re very beautiful.

Thank you. Free Palestine.

#long post #gaza #free palestine #palestine #lyriumsings txt #this is not to say to put your head in the sand about palestine #i don’t think ive seen a single palestinian who isn’t vocal about what’s happening is Gaza obvs that is not what they want #but they are more than something to mourn #stop talking like they’re a relic and like ‘we failed’ #boost their voices go to protests call your reps donate as much as you can #just fucking do something #instead of lamenting esp if you yourself are not palestinian #the defeatist talk was driving me fucking insane