#septmeber morn

[ros3ybabe]

Daily Check-in: October 5th, 2023 + Life Update 🎀

I swear I always disappear for a few days, lurk around the tumblr app, and then decide to give a random update. I really need to work on my consistency lol.

Anywho, life has been soooo busy. I've ben packing and preparing for my trip out to see my boyfriend tomorrow, trying to catch up on homework so I'm not super busy while I am with him this weekend, working like crazy because money is a necessity, and just keeping up with the day to day grind.

So, here's a mini update from yesterday, and yes I am still going to try to update while I'm with my man as I will still be doing homework and studying Japanese and what not.

🩷 Academic Achievments Past Few Days -

completed and passed culinary quiz

Turned in my actual spending budget from Septmeber

Finished an investing assignment

Worked on the draft for a research paper literature review thing I have to write for my psychology class (finishing it today!)

presented my mid term presentation in my culinary class and got complimented by the professor/chef

submitted a lactation nutrition chart fie ym nutrition class

completed my pre lab and lab report for tomorrow's anatomy lab

completed quiz chapter 6 for my psychology class

completed practical assignment and module quiz for my fitness for health and sport class

I've been pretty busy with school work. I catch up on a weekly basis, but of course, then more homework is released, and I feel like I get thrown back to square one. College life, yay!

🩷 Personal Acheivements Past Few Days -

kept up with skincare routine

packed for trip

journaled a few times

went to the gym for the first time since February (just walked the treadmill but it's a start!)

kept up with medical appointments

did my laundry yesterday

kept up with my duolingo and busuu streaks

regained motivation for studying Japanese

I feel like I haven't done as much for myself personally but at the same time like I have? I am a bit upset with myself. I have a meeting with my Dietetian Mentor (#1) and in the last 3 weeks since we last spoke, I haven't done anything from what she had asked because I've been so busy. I've had 2 panic attacks, extreme exhaustion, and worked 3 doubles at my job since I last spoke to her. However, I am planning on working on some of her stuff this weekend while I'll have the time, so hopefully she isn't upset and can understand my position? She seems really nice so fingers crossed.

🩷 Academic ToDo For Today -

write up restaurant field trip report for culinary class

weekly meal writing for culinary class

complete my component one for my psychology class

take my lab exam one for anatomy

duolingo + busuu for Japanese

gather my necessary materials for completing the rest of my homework this weekend

🩷 Personal ToDo For Today -

put away clean laundry

wash sheets + pillowcases + towels

take out bedroom + bathroom trash

sweep bedroom really good

scrub toilet and wipe down counter + sink in bathroom

check in to the flight app to get my boarding pass for tomorrow

therapy

meet with RD Mentor #1

morning journal

skincare morning + night

redye the pink in my hair

finish packing tonight

a lot of things to do today to prepare for this weekend. but it will all be worth it once I get to see my boyfriend.

thats all for today!

til next time lovelies 🩷

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[briansolomonauthor]

Fujinon 50-140mm Lens Sample

Fujinon 50-140mm Lens Sample

On Septmeber 16, 2019, I was traveling in Germany with my old pal T.S.H. We’d set up north of Boppard along the River Rhein to photograph the morning parade of trains on the busy ‘Left Bank’ route. For these photos I borrowed T.S.H.’s 50-140mm Fujinon zoom and fixed it to my Fujifilm XT1 as a test. These images are scaled from the in-camera Fuji JPGsmade with the camera’s Velvia color profile.…

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#50-140mm #Fujifilm XT1 #Fujinon lens #Germany

[oeht]

My neighbor grew a couple tomato plants this year and is now just letting them rot on the vine.... which is the same thing my neighbor in Ohio did with her veggies.... wtf

#he told me i could have some but bud i have my own tomato plant its septmeber Everyone is overrun with these things at least brinng em in #and let them rot in the house like a respectable person. #anyways im amking tomato jam this morning hmu if you want some 😌

[fatehbaz]

“California’s Forage Wars - In Mendocino County, these ‘guerilla gatherers’ risk fines and jail time to keep food culture alive”: Here’s an article on abalone, foraging, Indigenous rights, and local foods in the Klamath Mountains region and coastal northern California. The California Department of Fish and Wildlife, in 2014, banned abalone gathering before 8:00 AM. Then, due to non-Native poaching and over-harvest, California closed abalone gathering entirely from 2018 until 2021, preventing Indigenous peoples’ access to culturally important foods. Here are some excerpts. This article was written by Debra Utacia Krol, with photos by Rian Dundon, and published in September 2019.

For millennia, Pomo, Coast Yuki, Sinkyone, Yurok and other Northern California tribes have sustainably harvested mollusks, surf fish, seaweed, shells and medicines in the summer, as well as acorns and other inland foods, Renick says. She explains that each summer, after her Pomo band gathered their first harvest, neighboring tribes, and even tribes as far away as Pit River -- on the east side of the Sacramento Valley -- were invited to harvest. “When they were done, we sent runners [to] Pit River and invited them to gather,” says Renick. [...]

Hillary Renick hikes down scree and rocks worn smooth by waves to reach the sandy beach below. The morning fog has receded, but the sky is still gray along the Mendocino County coastline as Renick scrambles up, down, and around Pomo village and nearby sites, where her people harvest traditional foods and collect materials for regalia, such as shells. “The rocky inlets are where the abalone hang out,” says Renick.  

Renick, a citizen of the Sherwood Valley Band of Pomo Indians, and her group of self-described “guerilla gatherers,” are scouting Glass Beach in Fort Bragg for abalone, seaweed and shells they use for food, regalia and ceremonies. “We like to say we’re badass Indian women gathering under cover of darkness, crawling under fences, over rocks, around no trespassing signs, and through the mud to provide for funerals, feasts and celebrations,” Renick says—although men are also part of the group. [...]

To Indigenous peoples living in the food deserts of Northern California, sea palm, tono -- the Pomo word for some of the more common seaweed along the coast -- and other such greens of the ocean don’t just hold cultural significance, they’re an important source of nutrition.

While the food cooks, the conversation turns to more mundane concerns, and even some gossip. “It’s pretty easy now with technology to figure out when the tide is right,” says Shawn Padi, from the nearby Hopland Pomo community, as he looks out over the waves. “A hundred years ago, you’d have to read the moon and leave the valley three days ahead of time to walk over here and hit the big tides.”

Talk soon turns to more serious topics. Gensaw and Renick discuss how the Yuroks can bring abalone back to their own diets, and of course, the law, and why the guerrilla gatherers need to defy it.

Renick says when it comes to prohibitive state regulations, the solution is simple: “Change the laws.”

[Source: Debra Utacia Krol, Roads and Kingdoms, 17 Septmeber 2019.]

[ancaporado]

We're here to mark that day in history when the Kyle's and Naruto weebs joined in battle to reclaim this continent for liberty. For 70 long years, much of Earth had been under a terrible shadow. Free nations had fallen, aliens cried out in the camps, millions cried out for liberation. Earth was enslaved, and the world prayed for its rescue. Here in Area 51 the rescue began. Here the Allies stood and fought against tyranny in a giant undertaking unparalleled in human history.

We stand on a lonely, windswept point on the southern desert of Nevada. The air is soft, but 40 years ago at this moment, the air was dense with smoke and the cries of men, and the air was filled with the crack of rifle fire and the roar of cannon. At dawn, on the morning of the 20th of September, 2019, 225 kyles jumped off the nissan ultimas and ran to the edge of the base. Their mission was one of the most difficult and daring of the invasion: to cross these sheer and desolate wastes and take out the enemy guns. The Allies had been told that some of the mightiest of these guns were here and they would be trained on the main passage to stop the Naruto run advance.

The Kyles looked up and saw the enemy soldiers -- the top of the hills shooting down at them with machineguns and throwing grenades. And the Kyles began to climb. They shot rope ladders over the face of these fences and began to pull themselves up. When one Kyle fell, another would take his place. When one rope was cut, a Kyle would grab another and begin his climb again. They climbed, shot back, and held their footing. Soon, one by one, the Kyles pulled themselves over the top, and in seizing the firm land at the top of these hills, they began to seize back the continent of America. Two hundred and twenty-five came here. After 2 days of fighting, only 90 could still bear arms.

Behind me is a memorial that symbolizes the Monster Energy Drinks that were thrust into the air at the top of these hills. And before me are the men who put them there.

These are the boys of Battle of Area 51. These are the men who took the fences. These are the champions who helped free a continent. These are the heroes who helped end a war.

Gentlemen, I look at you and I think of the words of Stephen Spender's poem. You are men who in your ``lives fought for life . . . and left the vivid air signed with your honor.''

President Barron Trump - Septmeber 20 , 2059

#area 51 #meme

[valentina-hawt-sauce]

I’ve never gotten up so quickly and consistently to just stare at the sky than during the month of Septmeber 2021. Every single morning was a dream. I’d get up so fast that once I was on the balcony i felt like fainting 1. because of low iron? and 2. because, just look at the color of those clouds... 

#downtown #yyc #calgary

[deantvlove2018]

DEAN TV LOVE IV: EPISODE  4⃣2⃣: THURSDAY    1⃣8⃣TH OF SEPTMEBER   1⃣9⃣6⃣9⃣

Hi and good morning, this is episode forty two of Dean Tv love 4. On a Saturday, tried to do it on Friday but I was sleeping. Cos I had a long day yesterday. Now join me as I (Dean) will take back in time to the nineteen sixties, the late sixties. In the year nineteen sixty nine, fifty one years into the past. The tenth and final year of the sixties. The year when Neil Armstrong went up into space to the moon, the moon landing. Led Zeppelin released their debut album in that year. Also their second album Led zeppelin II. Richard Nixon became the president of the white house, also the beatles released their album Abbey Road. The story begins as the nine year old June is so excited to watch a sci fi Tv show on Tv with her older brother. Watching a black and white Tv set, they have finished watching a cartoon about a dog with a group of teenagers solving mysterys.

On channel 1, the voice over tells them that the new show is coming shorty. The network are setting up the tape. “Wow time travellers” said June. “Its a new Tv series, its about teenagers travelling through time and space inside a time machine which shape like a cuboid” said her brother. June’s mum is in the kitchen making dinner so quickly, she’s dancing to some sixties music. Sixties rock music on the radio. Then a moment later the countdown clock appeared on the Tv. “Its startin its starting” said June. June’s mum started bringing the food June and his brother. “Time travellers episode one take one” said the voice over. “Editing” said the other. The hand on the clock moved all the way to zero. The titled seqence started to show on the screen with the titled showing. June is so amazed by the music. The very first episode of the Tv show is titled in the begining. The series takes place in sixty nine, a group teenagers went to a shop. Their names are: Ian, Dougie, Cat, Elijah and Carol went into the shop. They see strange machine in the shop, one of them thought its a washing machine. One of them opened the door, they see buttons and numbers. “What a strange machine” said Cat. “Yeah but whats with the numbers?” asked Dougie. “I dunno Dougie, looks strange to me” said Cat. They all cramed inside the machine. “Hey we all fit in” said Elijah. “Yes but what does this machine do?” said Carol. Until they see the number of the year saying ninteen sixty nine with a clock next to it. The door closed by itself, the teens were trying to get out of the machine. They start to blame each other for closing the door but the door closed by itself witnessed by Ian. Cat accidently pressed the red button (actually the Tv screen is in black and white) Suddenly the numbers moved fast, moving from nineteen sixty nine to ten years into the future. Nineteen seventy nine. The door opened by itself. The shop is nowhere to be seen, they see the door open. Ian see a newspaper on the floor. He picked it up, he sees the date. Its says eighteenth of September nineteen seventy nine. Ian found out that the machine is a time machine. They went forward in time to the futuristic world of the seventies. They see people wearing futuristic clothing, with strange hairstyles. “Wow feels so diffrent” said Carol. One of the locals of the seventies see them. “Hey those are old, old fashioned” he said. “Hey” said Ian. The other local sees them. “Hey that box looks famillar, the guy who use to shop that was around was asking about that box. Been missing for ten years” said the other one. “Well its a time machine” said Ian. “Time machine?” asked the local. “Yeah its cool” said Dougie. “So thats whats that crazy man was making” said Cat. “A time machine?, for real?” asked the local. “Yeah” said Ian. The teens went out to see everything in London has changed for the last ten years. They also see poeple who they know who older. Then suddenly mysterious people went to take the machine somewhere. Ian spots them. “Oi put that back” he yelled. The other teens see the people taking the machine. The teens and the locals ran after them. Then the narrator says: “Will Ian and his friends stop those people from taking the time machine?, will they stay in the future forever?. Find out in the next episdoe of the time travellers”. The closing credits started to appear with the theme music. “When the next episode will start?” asked June. “I dunno June” said June’s mum. Meanwhile in the present day the sixty year old June watched the very first episode of the time travellers on Tv inside the Dean Tv mansion to celebrate the fifty first anniversary of the Tv series. “Hang on a minute, havent we seen this episode before?” asked Dean. “Yes but this is just remastered version and this is the fifty first anniversary of the series” said June. “Wow fifty one years ago, I wasnt born back then” said the puppy. “we were not around in that year” said Dean. “Do they ever make it back to nineteen sixty nine?” asked Louise. “Well you have to find out in later seasons of the series” said June. So there you have it, episode forty two of Dean Tv love 4. Great episode by the way. Talking about the year nineteen sixty nine.

End of episode 42

1:39:42.63

#Dean Tv love 4

[miamayadlr-blog]

the first time i cried in the bathroom during my sophomore year, i was listening to music in my airpods at full volume, i whispered the lyrics “i will always be right here.” the amount of times i cried in the bathroom stalls during the months of septmeber to november i cannot say. it is march almost april now, and since i last saw my sister so much is different. before she left, she gave me a letter. my sister is a writer, she loves to word things as perfectly as she can, no matter how much music she shows me, writing is what i treasure from her the most.  she wrote me a letter, she told me she was excited to see how much i grew, and to remind roy that shes only in china. she told me in the letter, i read it a few hours after we dropped her off the airport, she told me in the letter that everything would be okay. she told me she loved me, and as my eyes got watery, she told me she was always praying for me. always. i believe that each time i cried out of lonliness, my sister was praying for me. and i think that her prayers are what helped me breathe a little easier.  im not sure why or what exactly makes my sister the person she is to me. it could be that ever since we were small, she helped me understand. it could be that when i was ten and would sit on the bench every day at recess alone, and i hide myself in books i wanted to live in. i would go home and nikki would play the piano, she would play music from pandora, and in my world, she reminded me that at least one person cared about me. it might be that one day i was going through her things as a little sister might do, and i found her journals. i opened one and it went right to the page where nikki talked about how she was worried for me. it was an entry from 2016, (nikki lived on UH campus) she spoke about how i had been feeling depressed and that she was worried i would do something bad to myself. she said that my mom told her to visit home more, and so she did, she said she hoped it helped. it might be that during my freshman year, nikki would always come in my room, and ask me how i was doing. it might be that nikki always came and picked me up to take me home, wherever i was (even if it was because my parents made her) she always would, for me.  it might be that the night before she left, she came into my room at three in the morning, she couldnt fall asleep like me. so i went to her room and we both fell asleep together. it might be that she was the first person who told me that i could write decent. my dreams stemmed from her words, and i think maybe thats it. 

tonight i will hug my sister and cry, and i know, i do know, 

she will be so happy. 

[tanimotoamiblog]

Blog Post Translation: September 4th, 2019: 109.

Enjoy, and please don’t repost without credit!

Thank you very mcuh

For the comments on my blog!!!

I read them!!!

Today was a day off,

So, you know,

I slept until the afternoon

And as I thought,

Sleeping until the afternoon

Really feels good!!!

Not having to get up in the morning,

And being able to just sleep in

Is the best!!

It reminded me of

When I was in pre-school!

I loved the afternoon nap time~

Everyone,

What part of the day in pre-school

Or kindergarten did you like?!!!

Today's photo is

From when I wore the yukata!!

I took a lot so, I'll post them!!

From the side

Somehow, this hairstyle was great

Tsubaki Factory Live Tour 2019 Fall: Gekkou

It starts on

Septmeber 7th!!!

It's close to concert time, so please definitely come!

This time, there are 40 performances!! There's a lot of touring, huh

I'll do my best so that We can repeat it!!!

Recommended areas

<3 My hometown of Hokkaido

<3 Yamaguchi Prefecture! The day of my 20th birthday!

<3 My second hometown of Kouchi Prefecture!

Check out the information!!!

Oh!

If you're going to Nagoya For Ono Mizuho-chan's

Birthday event, I'll be appearing As a guest with Kishimoto Yumeno-chan!

Who's coming?!

See ya

#ididnt #turnonthe #airconditionerwhenislept #itsucked #iwashot:O:O

#tanimoto ami #tsubaki factory #hello project #blog post translation #september 2019

[the-final-straw-blog]

Prison Strike updates & pt2 of Guy Steward on Rojava

This week, we'll be featuring a short roundup of some of the events inside and outside of the prison walls during the beginning of the Prisoner Work Strike that started on September 9th in the United Snakes with the goal of ending Prison Slavery in U.S. prisons.  After that we'll hear the last half hour of Gil O'Teen's conversation with Guy McGowan Steel Steward, an American anarcho-communist about his joining the Rojava Revolution alongside Kurdish and other folks in Northern Syria.  This portion, they discuss nationalism and national identity in Rojava, the draft, the decision to adopt Federalization within Rojava and more. This is within the context of recent Turkish incursions into the Kurdish regions of northern Syria which have led to deaths among civilians and YPG/YPJ forces of the Kurdish Resistance.  These deaths include foreign fighters who've joined the Rojava struggle.  Happily, Guy is not among those dead.  There is an interesting discussion and an homage to american anarchist fighter Jordan MacTaggart, an interview with Rojava Solidarity NYC, plus much much more in the latest episode of The Ex-Worker podcast, available at crimethinc.com/podcast that I suggest folks check out and share with friends. Some further resources concerning the YJC and YCR. and Osman Evcan, Turkish anarchist prisoner who is starting a new hunger strike. To hear our interview on this matter, visit us here. International Brigade reactions to Turkish aggressions video. And 7 anarchists arrested and accused of being members of FAI. Additionally, other arrests around FAI-accused anarchists in news from Italy. National Prisoner Work Stoppage Background and Inside Resistance As many of you are probably aware, Friday September 9th kicked off the largest and most coordinated prisoner work stoppage in the US in all history, on the 45th anniversary of the Attica Prison uprising. Organized in conjunction with incarcerated members of the Free Alabama Movement (FAM) and the Incarcerated Workers Organizing Committee (IWOC), this work stoppage is turning a bright spotlight on the continuing condition of slavery in the United States, a slavery upon which this country's economy is cripplingly dependant. Prisoners are also forced to be responsible for running the actual prisons themselves, working in the laundry, cafeteria, and so on, pretty much in any non-administrative capacity you can think of. I don't think it should go without saying that much of this labor goes unwaged, though the on average 13 cents an hour that inmates get paid is nothing compared to the exorbitant costs of goods in prison stores. Friday kicked off the actual strike, but resistance from within prison got started well before then with fires being set at Lincoln Correctional Center in Lincoln, Nebraska on September 6th, a 4 dormitory wide riot at Holmes prison in Bonifay, Florida on the 7th which hopped from dorm to dorm in the facility keeping just ahead of the CO's attemts to quell the rebellion, creating a Whak-A-Mole type situation that I'm sure the prison officials just loved. Also on the 7th inmates at the infamous military detention center Guantanamo Bay remain on hunger strike to protest their indefinite detentions, many of whom were captured as part of the xenophobic and racist governmental response to September 11th, 2001, 15 years ago today.   September 9th at noon saw a complete work stoppage at Holman Correctional in Atmore, Alabama where our comrade Michael Kimble is held captive. There is no incidents yet from prison officials, and guards and COs were forced to perform all tasks. Sit down strikes and work stoppages were also held in Bonifay, FL in the aforementioned Holmes Prison, amid the ashes of the fires set only two days prior. In Troy VA, there was a work stoppage at a women's facility,  and all across this state of North Carolina prisoners refused to report to their jobs. At a women's facility in California 10 or so brave souls refused to work and effectively shut the whole prison down because of fear of a riot. Disturbances were reported at Gulf and Mayo prisons in Florida, and three guards were injured in scuffles at Tecumseh Prison in Nebraska. Yesterday saw a continuation of resistance in Nebraska at a women's facility, from all over South Carolina, and continuing resistance in Atmore. Solidarity from overseas has been flying in fast and furious, with statements from prisoners in Greece, Australia, Lithuania, and Sweden among many others.   Repression of those who are striking has mostly consisted of prison lockdowns and targeting of people who have been designated the "ringleaders". It will be very important for people to recieve solidarity from those on the outside in order for this resistance to continue. Keep your eyes on itsgoingdown.org and the live updates at maskmagazine.com for current info and calls for backup. You can visit the IWOC at iwoc.org for a list of concrete anti-repression tactics to share with those who are incarcerated and otherwise. Local Events, Arrests, and Donations to the Legal Fund Now, let's take a gander at some of the events we were able to find that took place outside of the prison walls, per se, around the U.S. and around the world. A full narrative of outside support events would take a very long time, which is a good thing, so we're going to read through some highlights starting local to get the attention of the folks locally on this.  We'll be giving precedence to two local struggles in which arrests occurred.  If folks from elsewhere have an experience they want to share, send us an email at [email protected] or add it to the growing lists of solidarity by emailing [email protected]. First off, let's begin with Western North Carolina. This text is from a fundraising site to cover legal costs : "In the early afternoon of Septmeber 9th, comrades held a banner outside of the Avery Mitchell Correctional Facility in Spruce Pine, North Carolina. This was an attempt to offer support to any of the 816 prisoners at the facility involved in prison functions who may have chosen to withhold their labor as part of the wider strike against prison society. 5 arrests were made and trespassing charges were issued. Later that afternoon in downtown Asheville, and following a #NoDAPL solidarity march and protest at TD Bank, there was a march through downtown in support of striking prisoners.  60-70 folks banged pots and pans, held banners and signs, passed out leaflets and chanted "Brick By Brick, Wall By Wall, We Will Make Your Prisons Fall" and other classics.  Police followed the march blaring requests to get out of the street and eventually attempted to push the marchers onto the sidewalk with their vehicles.  Attempts to engage the Friday night drum circle into hitting the pavement fell on deaf ears as folks made their way towards the Buncombe County Detention Facility.  While passing by the local Goombay festival, flyers were distributed and a group of folks backstage answered our chants of "Our Passion for Freedom..." with their own melodious note of "Freedom".  A few minutes later and a few blocks away, 3 of ours were arrested, accused of blocking traffic and one with an additional charge of resisting arrest.  By midnight the 3 were out. Everyone is out and no more money for bail is required, but support for legal defense, court fees and lawyers is necessary, and we are asking for your help At moments like these it is so crucial that we support people doing work to sustain the struggle for racial justice & prison abolition. This allows us to create stronger movements where we can all continue to be leaders in these fields and help a build stronger sense of community, especially in the south.  We are all in this together and we need to continuously show up for each other, not just in the streets but in ways that allow us to continue to sustain our lives and our passions for the movement. We believe that no one should go through this alone, especially marginalized folks who are brave enough to put themselves in these front lines. We are so proud of the North Carolina communities right now." You can connect to that fundraiser at: https://actionnetwork.org/fundraising/legal-support-for-wnc-sept-9-solidarity-activists -------------------------- Folks in Atlanta took the streets on Friday, September 9th, in the face of serious police repression. From atlblackcross.org comes this information: "Today marks the beginning of the national prison strike.  Prisoners all over the country are going on strike and refusing to cooperate with the unjust prison system.  They are demanding decent pay for work, decent food and living conditions, and an end to inhumane practices like solitary confinement. In Atlanta, supporters marched through Midtown and disrupted several corporations which profit from prison slavery.  Wendy’s, McDonalds, Aramark, and Starbucks all got a visit.  When the march got to Starbucks, police made several violent arrests, using pepper spray and slamming people to the pavement.  At one point, police even tried to run marchers over with a squad car. We are working hard to make sure all the protesters get free as soon as possible, so everyone can continue doing the important work of supporting the ongoing prison strike."  As of this morning, Sunday, September 11th (make a wish!), all defendants are out but are facing some stupidly hefty charges.  One demonstrator apparently was taken during their arrest to a police precinct women's bathroom and choke slammed against the wall for being a part of copwatch in Atlanta. FTP! More on the Atlanta cases and how to support them can be found at https://actionnetwork.org/fundraising/bail-out-prison-strike-supporters International Solidarity International solidarity with the strike has been tremendous, with banner drops, graffitti and actions ranging far and wide. Here are a few instances of international solidarity, this is by no means a complete list. You can see more information about this, plus photos and full statements at It's Going Down.       * Horgoš, Serbia: Banner drop in support of prison strike. * Brisbane, Australia: Solidarity action with US prisoners. *Melbourne, Australia: Info table with literature about US prisons and the prison strike, along with collected donations. * Melbourne, Australia: Anarchist demonstration outside US Consulate. * Malmö, Sweden: Solidarity demonstration. * Athens, Greece: Demonstration outside Korydallos women’s prison. * Leipzig, Germany: Rally outside US Consulate. * Montreal, Canada: Dinner and film screening in solidarity with prisoner rebellion. * Melbourne, Australia: Noise demo at youth jail. * Barcelona, Spain: Graffiti messages of support written on McDonald’s. Playlist is here: http://www.ashevillefm.org/node/17496

Check out this episode!

#anarchist #podcast #interview #feminist #antifa #anticapitalist

[xottzot]

2017-09(SEP)-12th-Tuesday (later)-AFTER SEEING_DELETING THAT FALSE LYING MESSAGES IN MY ACCOUNT. ) (edited later)

2017-09(SEP)-12th-Tuesday (later)-AFTER SEEING_DELETING THAT FALSE LYING MESSAGES IN MY ACCOUNT.

I was so incensed and upset about that shitty false message in my Tumblr blog that itself was trying to be made out by me, that I forgot to emntion a few things about WHY the message was abolutely NOT BY ME AT ALL.......

Firstly I DID mention how I accidently put in all my messages litle fragments of text that are mispelled and typos. (and that's because I am so forever tired and bloody well at the end of my tether in being alive without being with dear Fliss whom I love.)

But the BULLSHIT message that I DID NOT TYPE AT ALL OR SENT had OTHER STUFF in it that clearly showed (what little I saw of it), how it was utterly false and lying and NOT done by me.

I REALLY FEAR that dear Fliss (or someone she falsely puts far too much trust in), has read that or other false messages NOT done by me, and dear Fliss or others have assumed lies. (as if I was not in enough HELL)

I'm sorry about this message and my writing, because I am so VERY VERY tired. And I'm being constantly 'GOT AT'.

And in addition at the moment as I type this, poor dear Sam & Max are dancing all about the house and them wanting to jump back onto the bed, andor be fed from some bare bread that I've got sitting on the kitchen table that is to be my only food for much of today inside this VERY COLD hovel.

(YES, they DO each eat such stuff as bare bread). Fliss and I trained them since they were small puppies to accept the foods WE would offer them. And because they trust Fliss and I, they accept such food. - But BOTH dogs are going off all their foods. Including stuff they always happily ate, even their own dog food.

In that FALSE MESSAGE THIS MORNING, there WERE things in it that were talking about topics that are COMPLETELY WRONG, UTTERLY WRONG, AND HAVE NO CONNECTION TO REALITY, AND MY PERSONAL LIFE, AND FLISS'S PERSONAL LIFE. BUT IT WAS ALL BEING PASSED_OFF AS 'FACT'. -- This is a clear indication it was NOT done by me.

ANYONE who knows me would see the BULLSHIT straight away.

Nobody else, as far as I know, has any access to any of my accounts. - Except perhaps Fliss (Felicity Anne Carthew), and if she is doing anything then I have no knowledge of it at all. - And if any of her supposed 'friends', andor thugs, have access to her stuff, I have no idea about any of that either.

Whoever had created that message, seems to have farmed or trawled or datamined through my stuff and created a psuedo message of the psuedo stuff and then tried to pass it off as reality when it obvioulsy never was. -- All that was what alerted me to the fact that the message was done NOT BY ME.

I would NEVER lie and then live a lie.

All my life I've told the truth. And because I've done that, I've suffered GREATLY from doing that.

Believe me, the old adages about you suposedly alway telling the truth and you will be 'better' for it are shit, because I have seen and experienced since late 2015 that despite me always telling the truth about everything...I AM STILL SUFFERING FOR DOING SO AND AT AN EVER INCREASNG RATE OF EVER TELLING THE TRUTH. - SUFFERING....AND SO ARE the two dogs of dear Fliss and mine (Sam & Max) who are suffering incredibly because Fliss abandoned us so terribly.

But that message I saw this morning was spouting BULLSHIT info as if what it was purporting was all true.

For fucks sake....as if I am not in enough damned HELL without being with dear Fliss!

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I've tried to extract through my web browsers cache to retrieve that BULLSHIT message, but nothing works. Absolutely nothing. So I've had to give up. It's gone forever.

I wonder when the next one will appear because it seems as though it's a concerted effort to use against me for their own ends.

And YES, I HAVE been threatened before by an unknown. - I've written about that in my blog several times and also long ago.

And THAT crashed me close to suicide which has never left me.

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In Septmeber 2015, Fliss had a terrible breakdown, but nobody believes me. Fliss was doped-up on stolen painillers at the same time as overdoing on Stilnox sleeping pills...but nobody believes me.

And one night very late in bed, dear Sam and dear Max were asleep on the bed (as always as was normal), with her when she was having TERRIBLE NIGHTMARES. - When I went to go to bed, it ended up with her wetting uncontrollably all over the floor of several rooms and then her subsequently attacking me. - It was during all of that, that dear Sam and dear Max thought she was 'playing' and so they playfully jumped all over her in bed. But she lolled about in her drug-induced state and they kept jumping upon her, resulting in Fliss getting all manner of bruises from the heavy guard dogs.

In her deranged state, or because she was using it as an insane excuse to herself and others, she blamed ME for attacking her when that NEVER EVER happened at all. NOT AT ALL. (Fliss later recanted by voice but only to me by mobile phone) that she indeed had imagined it all, but once again she was trying to blame any and everything rather than face up the fact she was so heavily overdoing with those pills. And Stilnox is a world-die known clinical factor is creating tremendous hallucinations and delusions. She accepted that in part. -- We were reconciling. We were privately reconciling.

Fliss worried she needed AGAIN to 'get away' and sort herself out. And so we peacefully aranged in talking to keep in touch AGAIN because this was the SECOND TIME that dear Fliss had succumbed to her terrible woes in a a few years time.

We were very amicable. I WANTED to go to her and aid her, but she insisted on doing everything herself AGAIN. - Fliss is a terribly strong-willed person to the point of her own self-destruction rather than admit to anyone any 'weakness' within her.

And then she fled rigt across to the OTHER SIDE OF AUSTRALIA from here to be with her parents and family, who were totally ignorant of all of Fliss's crazy medical addictions, and her terrible tragedies in life here, and our terrible life trying to struggle to live. - Fliss ALWAYS lied to everyone about how good she was doing financially, personally, and in life. And Fliss felt TERRIBLE aboutlying about everything. It was yet another factor that was destroying her. Whilst was open and truthful, Fliss was concealed and lying, yet so very honest in so many other things and very earnest and true and sincere and loving. That was the side she wanted them to see. And it made her happy.

We were arranging to be together, to have a new life, way from all this HELL. But I think that dear Fliss had enormous pressures brought to bear upon her, both emotionally, financally, socially, and personally. And she suddenly became completely DIFFERENT person, not even wanting to talk to me in voice. And things got worse from there.

In dear Fliss's deranged mindset at the time, brought on by her medical conditions, she was spouting off her delusions to any and everybody that would listen and act for her, so she could get anything she wanted, including the love and suport of her own family that had been denied her (or so she thought) for so many many years. THAT was one of the things she anguished to me in absolute privacy for many years. And which I was always trying to repair, both overtly and secretly for her. (SO MUCH FOR ALL MY DEVOTION TO DEAR FLISS....SHE HAS WON AT THE EXPENSE OF ME!!!!)

Now.....dear Fliss (as far as I know because I have no contact with her or anyone), she now has everything she wants, or they think what she wants.

Because dear Fliss must have been pining for dear Sam & Max, suddenly Fliss was found a position 'volunatrily' employed for a dog refuge place in Tamworth. - Or was all that a lie too?

Was it a lie, like Fliss being given a job at a service station in New South Wales after leaving us all dead here in Western Australia? Fliss HATED working at the service stations here in Western Australia due to the terrible treatment she got from them. (REALLY BAD TREATMENT that contributed greatly to her mental and physcial breaksdowns (PLURAL!)) - But when Fliss got to News South Wales, did somebody, a social worker perhaps?, or somebody in authority in her over-controlling family, hear Fliss's 'history' and thought a service station job would be just the thing for her in New South Wales?

I am NOT sure of ANYTHING. All commuications with dear Fliss have been totally, utterly torn away from us, and a glib, anonymous messenger was smashed against me and who threatend me afterwards for trying to contact dear Fliss. - All this DESPITE dear Fliss and I previously communicating and arranging to get back together far away from this hellhole in Western Australia that crushed and hurt us both over 10 years or more that that NOBODY has any idea about or wants to ever acknowledge, no........Fliss was then made out to be some utterly false 'victim' of doomestic violence, when that was NEVER EVER the case. NEVER! - I sacrificed and did do much for dear Fliss on a daily and hourly basis. I sacrificed my sleep because I had to alwasy be watching over dear Fliss and stop her from suffering by her out of-control-sleep habits that threatened to have her suffocate in bed andor to have heart attacks. I was doing that for MANY MANY YEARS. And Fliss always sincerely thanked me for it all and relied upon me.

The REAL reasons for dear Fliss's woes were medical and mental, things that she and her family want NOBODY TO KNOW ABOUT...NOBODY.

And I fear that in Fliss's damaged mental state at the time then AFTER she had contacted me and assured me we'd be together again.....that her FAMILY pressured Fliss, or used other means, even professional medical means to kowtow her to their bidding. Fliss was ALWAYS a great embaresment for them all she told me ever since I knew her.

For all my devotions and love and everythng, suddenly I was smashed, falsley accused, threatend, And so from that moment onwards was I was made to suffer. And so it is I have been sufferng INCREDIBLY TERRIBLY since late 2015. So has poor Sam and poor Max been suffering.

After Fliss was in New South Wales, when that thug person intitially contacted me via email of course I was suspicious, but I was grasping at any contact to have with dear Fliss that I could. He was acting as a go-between he made out. - And at first he was cordial and polite and listened, and said the right things in email to me. But all of a sudden he turned upon me and viciously attacked me in emails. And anytime I tried to do anything, it was HIM that would suddenly jump in and attack me yet again and again.

First came those private email exchanges between myself and that male person who I did NOT know, who NEVER gave me his real name or ANY details at all of himself, but who kept claiming that he was 'talking for Fliss' because he said that 'Fliss didn't want to talk to me.'. (those were HIS words, NOT anything ever said by dear Fliss to me) beforehand or ever afterwards.

And anytime I would say, "NOBODY knows any of what I'm telling you. Ask Fliss if you do not believe me. But perhaps it's better you do not speak to her about these things because I'm so worried about her mental state of which NOBODY else knows about."

And then he supposedly told her everything I said in confidence!!!

I DO NOT KNOW AT ALL WHAT THAT THUG SAID TO DEAR FLISS OR THE LIES HE UTTERED.

And afterwards ALL communictions with dear Fliss were cut off from her end. Her emails to me had become extremely erratic, VERY short, and seemed to be as a show for others, not as any mormal conversation would be. - That THUG suposedly even PHYSICALLY had dear Fliss's mobile phone! - Anytime I tried to talk privately to dear Fliss, or talk to her via text-messaging, all I got was HIM giving me more threats, and goaded me to suicide.

Even me sending private email messages to Fliss, even me sending private messages in phone messages to Fliss, ALL WERE INTERCEPTED BY THAT THUG and used against me. The pleading, the outright heartspoken TRUTHS of mine were all utterly and cruelly ridiculed and spat back at me. And I was shouted at that I was a liar and I that should kill myself.

It was more than any person could handle.

And the very things that were smashed against me were the things that I had protected dear Fliss from for MANY MANY years by others!

From that moment in time onwards I crashed. I crashed in mind, body and spirit. - In September 2015, I had been physically actively preparing everything to go and join Fliss in New South Wales, and I had been doing the VERY things dear Fliss herself had been asking of me to do of all that. I had no idea where exactly I was going to go and join Fliss in our new life together far away from all the hells that had assailed us here in Western Australia. She was vague about that. And then I was left just rudderless and adrift. And so I myself had a terrible breakdown, despite not ever having one in my entire life.

Fliss herself was constantly having breakdowns in the latter years we were together brought on upon by her mental and medical conditions, but we at least were together and we worked through them together. She kept them secret from all others. - But EVERY TIME I would build dear Fliss back up, something else would come along and destroy her. And it was NEVER anything I was responsible for.

Dear Fliss WAS seeing a counsellor for her medical problems including her mental states, but as I witnessed for myself, Fliss was LYING to the counsellor and just stringing the counsellor along with LIES and anythng the counsellor expected to hear from Fliss. - I argued with Fliss about that. AND I WAS THEN ACCUSSED AS IF I WAS TRYING TO CONTROL DEAR FLISS AND MAKE HER DO UNJUST BIDDING !!!

NOBODY believes that about dear Fliss and the counsellor now, and if they do, they keep utterly silent about it all. The counsellor was going to end her career in the profession and would no longer be able to see dear Fliss. THAT was also a large factor in Fliss having a terrible breakdown and overdosing herself on prescription drugs. And which lead up the the terrible night in Septmber 2015 between Fliss and myself and Fliss stormed out in supposed fear for her life. She ran of and obtained assistance from POLICE and authorities, and dear FLISS LIED AND LIED. It had all been planned out for weeks if not months in advance by her it seems. She had been financially stealing a LOT. And all that added to the stresses of everything.

And so when she took off, I was left destitute, but moreso, I was left utterly devastated, but I was always constantly trying to get us back together because I love Fliss so very very dearly and truly. STILL LOVE YOU DEAR FLISS.

I'm finding all this VERY emotional to talk about.

I tell the truth and nobody wants to believe me or help with Fliss and I.

I'm going to stop now this message post now.

I'm going to eat some bare plain bread and go to bed. Not to sleep because that is impossible. I am denied sleep.

I constantly have MANY dreams of death and dying and suicide. It fills me up all day and night.

I feel so terribly utterly betrayed and falsely accused and made to suffer.

All the VERY things that I helped Fliss to overcome have been smashed upon me.

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I fear...REALLY fear.....that poor dear Fliss has also been subject to such shit. And that perhaps is why she has kept us apart. - EVERYONE...and I do mean EVERYONE.....I have talked to just cannot believe how dear Fliss refuses to talk to me at all. And that includes professional people, and friends of Fliss, and all manner of people. - NOBODY can figure out what the hell is going on.

Add all THAT HELL to the HELL that is forever going on around this hellhole.......and you can see I am in HELL........

West Australian POLICE arrested somebody or somebodies from the CRIMINAL HOUSEHOLD today not long after midday noon and carted them away today. Whilst they were doing that, the POLICE were being harangued by one of the CRIMINALS and attempted to stop what the POLICE were doing.

P.--Tuesday-12-September-2017---I love you Fliss and want to be with you. -- And nobody has ANY idea of the HELL I am in or cares. I love YOU Fliss, Felicty Ann Carthew of New South Wales, Australia. I ALWAYS HAVE. I NEVER GAVE UP ON YOU. I SACRIFICED SO MUCH FOR YOU, EVERYTHING I COULD. I defended you so MUCH from SO MANY even when you were totally unaware I was doing so. - I NEED YOU DEAR FLISS. I NEED YOU NOW MORE THAN EVER IN MY LIFE....TRULY. - My dear deceased much-loved gentle honest mother who I tried and did tell you some about (but I could only tell you a very tiny part of it all in a very tiny short space of time in great hurry and personal terrible anguish), she would be aghast at how I am being treated. - I LOVE YOU FLISS AND WANT TO BE WITH YOU!!!!!!!!!!!

--RED--