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Today it’s been 9 years since Terry Pratchett left us…

We miss you 🤍

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MARCH 4TH-MARCH 10TH NORTH GAZA DONATION DRIVE!

Thank you so much everyone for your continued support these past few weeks. Because the situation in the North is incredibly dire and your support has been so generous, we decided to open a North Gaza specific drive from March 4th-March 10th where 100% of the donations made during this time will be sent to families in North Gaza so that they may buy food and other necessary supplies!

Hussam has a special video he narrates where you can see the level of destruction caused to the North of Gaza these past few months. This video was taken just two days ago exclusively for this campaign.

If you can't donate, please consider spreading the word far and wide across multiple different platforms!

More Info about Help Gaza Children located here.

Please, please, please consider donating today! This will help so many families who are literally starving! No amount is too little!!

Note: due to technical difficulties we aren't able to continue Help North Gaza campaign separately at this time. We will update you with information regarding the previous campaign I published as soon as we receive it.

ID: the video is of the decimation caused to North Gaza both in aerial view and walking through the streets.

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https://gofund.me/48241b8d

#palestine #help #supportpalestine

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Naomi Shihab Nye, “Red Brocade”

[Text ID: “The Arabs used to say, When a stranger appears at your door, feed him for three days before asking who he is, where he’s come from, where he’s headed. That way, he’ll have strength enough to answer. Or, by then your’ll be such good friends you don’t care.”]

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#palestine #Youtube

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Don’t let them bury me as someone I’m not.

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Adult children of neglect- this is how you should clean your bed.

This post is for adult people, who were not taught how to clean and maintain hygiene. This is only what I’ve learned and my personal experience so feel free to add things and correct any mistakes I’ve made.

When I was a teenager, I dealt with very bad mental health issues. I was very depressed, anxious, had eating disorders=low energy, abused substances and felt terrible all around. As a consequence, I would never clean my room. My parents scolded me a lot, but just closed the door to my room remarking it made them sad. I was forced to clean every now and then, but often I just slept in pretty bad conditions. I didn’t change the sheets for months on end, sometimes there was cat feces on the blankets and I just kinda flipped it to the other side. It was cold at night, my room was a fucking mess, and I just felt pretty bad in my bed. These are the things I learned as a semi-adult, that I believe are good information.

First and foremost; remove any objects that do not belong in the bed. Anything like food, notebooks, laptop, laundry, etc. you should have *only* your blankets, pillows, stuffed animals if you like them, things you need for your sleep. Really just take those things out. This is good, because some things might end up injuring you in your sleep, and secondly, it can distract you from noticing how clean your bed is. It could also prevent any Hygiene issues. I’m not sure why it’s good to do this, but I believe it’s good practice.

Secondly, you may want to clean things up. Anything that you’re uncertain of, Google. Google and YouTube are your best friends. Make sure you dust around the bed frame, clean the bed and the sheets of animal hair or your hairs before you put the dirty sheets in the laundry, because animal hair doesn’t come off in the laundry, you’ll just get more cat/dog hairs on other clothes that way. You can use tape or a special roller to clean those.

If you notice any stains- make sure you clean them up. Check the materials you have available, and purchase new ones if you need them. Things like period stains and whatnot, any organic-biological stains may need to be sanitized with special wipes. These are available for cheap at most supermarkets, so don’t worry. Just make sure things will be clean.

The sheets. Oh lord. I’ve learned that you must change sheets every 1-2 weeks. It’s hard keeping up, but it’s important to know the standard at the very least. So make sure you change those up.

Temperature. Are there enough blankets to keep you warm at night? You should have the bed be at a comfortable temperature. Alternatively, do you have too many blankets? You do not need to sleep wearing a coat at night. Even if you did as a kid. You deserve a warm comfortable bed, so add blankets, or remove some, if they make you uncomfortable.

If you sleep with fluffy pillows, or stuffed animals, I believe they need to be put in the laundry every now and then as well. Stuffed animals and fluffy pillows- I looked it up online and it said a month. As for actual pillows- twice a year, or every 3 month if you have pets. Remember that these are all assuming the pillow or stuffed animal did not get stained. In that case, you should wash it immediately. Check online on ways to clean things.

Remember to clean under the bed, remove any objects that do not belong under the bed, dust and then mop the floor with water every now and then.

This list isn’t exhaustive- but it’s what I know and I hope that can help you. If you’re a spoonie, there are way better posts out there that give you tips on how to do these things with greater ease.

Remember that it is ok to fuck up, and it’s ok to not know. Cleaning your bed will not make your life magically better. You will not wake up to be this new person who is delighted with joy. But it’s something you need to take care of.

For me personally, it was hard to understand why I need to “fix” bad living conditions if I’m doing “ok”. Because I’m still in survival mode, yk. But I think it’s a good habit to make sure you’re taking care of these things. You deserve a clean bed, and a warm bed, and to feel safe and comfortable, not just to have a bed. Not just to have a room. But for it to be clean and well, so you could enjoy it and be safe in it.

Wishing y’all the best in recovery and feel free to add your own prompts ❤️

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Everyone gives Sherlock Holmes a hard time about being mean about Watson's writing, but honestly imagine you told your roommate "sure, you can write up an account of my work for the newspaper," thinking it would be like, about the murder, but then he publishes it and it's 90% about you, as a person, and it's a huge hit and now everyone in London knows that you hoard newspapers and do cocoaine when you're depressed. Because I think you'd be little miffed too.

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[id: a tweet by PinkPig (@YibosPinkPigs) that reads: "My friend @/dhobikikutti on dreamwidth as written a statement for fans and fanworkers to sign, on the Palestine genocide.

On ao3, naturally the OTW is a lot unhappy.

Please read, share, RT for reach & sign the statement at the end! dhobikikutti.dreamwidth.org/136555.html"

/end id]

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funny enough, a different MSND death anecdote: I was playing Thisbe, and Pyramus and I were supposed to stab ourselves with the spoon end of a spork, but on opening night, the spork was nowhere to be found, and it was getting awfully close to Pyramus’s death scene. I spotted a fellow cast member’s kazoo and shoved it into Pyramus’s hands. He proceeded to stab himself with it and then punctuate his death speech with mournful kazoo refrains.

So, what I’m learning from this is that the only way to make Pyramus and Thisbe funnier is to sabotage their weapons.

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Please please please donate to the PCRF

Or donate to the Cartoonist Cooperative's e-sim drive that provides a handy guide to how it works and why it's important

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There are still patients in shifaa. They found none of the resistance in the basement of the hospital. They are still bombing the north anyways.

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Poem by a jewish trans woman written in 1322

Some trans history for trans day of visibility! Here is a poem written in 1322 by a jewish trans woman! (source and alternate translation). In case you were in need of the knowledge that yes, trans people have been around for a long, long time. [this is an english translation from hebrew]

“What an awful fate for my mother that she bore a son. What a loss of all benefit! … Cursed be the one who announced to my father: “It’s a boy! …

Woe to him who has male sons. Upon them a heavy yoke has been placed, restrictions and constraints. Some in private, some in public, some to avoid the mere appearance of violation, and some entering the most secret of places.

Strong statutes and awesome commandments, six hundred and thirteen. Who is the man who can do all that is written, so that he might be spared?

… Oh, but had the artisan who made me created me instead—a fair woman. Today I would be wise and insightful. We would weave, my friends and I, and in the moonlight spin our yarn, and tell our stories to one another, from dusk till midnight. We’d tell of the events of our day, silly things, matters of no consequence. But also I would grow very wise from the spinning, and I would say, “Happy is she who knows how to work with combed flax and weave it into fine white linen.”

And at times, in the way of women, I would lie down on the kitchen floor, between the ovens, turn the coals, and taste the different dishes. On holidays I would put on my best jewelry. I would beat on the drum and my clapping hands would ring.

And when I was ready and the time was right, an excellent youth would be my fortune. He would love me, place me on a pedestal, dress me in jewels of gold, earrings, bracelets, necklaces. And on the appointed day, in the season of joy when brides are wed, for seven days would the boy increase my delight and gladness.

Were I hungry, he would feed me well-kneaded bread. Were I thirsty, he would quench me with light and dark wine. He would not chastise nor harshly treat me, and my [sexual] pleasure he would not diminish

Every Sabbath, and each new moon, his head he would rest upon my breast. The three husbandly duties he would fulfill, rations, raiment, and regular intimacy. And three wifely duties would I also fulfill, [watching for menstrual] blood, [Sabbath candle] lights, and bread…

Father in heaven, who did miracles for our ancestors with fire and water, You changed the fire of Chaldees so it would not burn hot, You changed Dina in the womb of her mother to a girl, You changed the staff to a snake before a million eyes, You changed [Moses’] hand to [leprous] white and the sea to dry land. In the desert you turned rock to water, hard flint to a fountain.

Who would then turn me from a man to woman? Were I only to have merited this, being so graced by your goodness…

What shall I say? Why cry or be bitter? If my Father in heaven has decreed upon me and has maimed me with an immutable deformity, then I do not wish to remove it. And the sorrow of the impossible is a human pain that nothing will cure and for which no comfort can be found. So, I will bear and suffer until I die and wither in the ground. And since I have learned from the tradition that we bless both the good and the bitter, I will bless in a voice, hushed and weak, Blessed are you, O Lord, who has not made me a woman.

Edit (because it’s important to know): the last line is reference to a prayer said every morning by Jewish men, it being problematic is another conversation. I’m mentioning it because the author of the poem is pointing out that she had to say it, even though she felt the exact opposite.

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I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

This post is old, but you are STILL ABLE TO GET AHOLD OF TUMBLR STAFF in an emergency: this just happened to me recently. All you have to do is email [email protected] and they will handle the situation for you. Thanks for passing this along, guys!! xo Kate

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i dig myself out of the nothingness to reblog

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

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Dear good people of Tumblr,

I have been putting that aside for too long, perhaps.

I had never expected anybody to ever like, reblog or comment on my stupid posts about books. Truly, I consider many of them to be awfully stupid.

Still, it comes to me a surprise that there are people out there who like to read them. I am extremely grateful for anyone who did spend some of their time on checking out my blog. It's truly amazing.

It has been wonderful, but I feel like I need to announce it right now: I am leaving Tumblr due to personal reasons. Maybe not forever, maybe not for long, even. My mental health has been quite poor lately, and even if I was not particularly active, and if nobody is going to see that, I would much prefer to stay away from social media for a while.

Thank you all who have reached out to me. If anyone of you really liked any of my posts, then I think I have reached my goal 💜💜

Thank you, and goodnight!

#love you #take care y'all

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'Frankenstein' is a book about many things, but I guess for me it's about gratitude first of all.

It's everywhere in the story, sometimes natural, sometimes likely forced - Victor's mom being indebted to his father for getting lifted out of poverty, then the two of them collecting Elizabeth the same way. Elizabeth and Victor being, of course, picture perfect children who never disappoint, growing up together and still convincing themselves that marrying their sibling figure is the greatest good their parents ever bestowed upon them. Then Justine joins this cult of gratitude, then there's Felix and the Turk, Victor feeling unworthy of his father and Clerval when they take care of him... it goes on.

And then Adam is there, and he says: I was ready to be grateful to the world, and it didn't work. I'm outside the system. Can you repay me for something I haven't done yet? Can you give me an Eve not for an action, but for the promise of inaction? Or, better yet, just because I exist?

And of course Victor doesn't buy it, because in his world it simply never works like that. He does not believe in unconditional love, which is why he never risks telling his family the truth while he's lucid. So then he loses everything and goes back to his old model, trading with Russians in the north, getting rescued and nursed by Walton, participating in exchanges again, being grateful again. And dies without ever experiencing unconditional love for himself or others because his family was fucked like that.