Endlessly frustrated that I close my eyes and see nothing. No mental image. No imagination. Nothing. Just emptiness. I want to turn my writing into comic, to make more things, to create, to inspire, but my brain is broken and cannot translate written word into visuals. I can’t imagine a fucking apple. I can’t imagine a pose. I spend all my time looking at the world and references and trying trying trying because it’s just… blank. I’m so frustrated by my stupid limitations, that I open up even a doll posing software and I can’t frame anything because I Don’t Know How without existing reference.
I hate this.
“This essay has been kicking around in my head for years now and I’ve never felt confident enough to write it. It’s a time in my life I’m ashamed of. It’s a time that I hurt people and, through inaction, allowed others to be hurt. It’s a time that I acted as a violent agent of capitalism and white supremacy. Under the guise of public safety, I personally ruined people’s lives but in so doing, made the public no safer… so did the family members and close friends of mine who also bore the badge alongside me.
“But enough is enough.
“The reforms aren’t working. Incrementalism isn’t happening. Unarmed Black, indigenous, and people of color are being killed by cops in the streets and the police are savagely attacking the people protesting these murders.
“American policing is a thick blue tumor strangling the life from our communities and if you don’t believe it when the poor and the marginalized say it, if you don’t believe it when you see cops across the country shooting journalists with less-lethal bullets and caustic chemicals, maybe you’ll believe it when you hear it straight from the pig’s mouth.”
Read the full article here.
Via medium.com
"Capitalism must die so that we all may live"
Seen in Oakland, California
YES I'M GAY:
faGgot
dykAe (the a is silent)
trannY
afag - all faggots are beautiful
Having icons on the dashboard increases community. I don't take the time to read every username, but with a quick glance, I know who posted something. It means I can associate what they posted with them. Otherwise it's just Stuff. (It's also fun to see the icons. It's a unique personalization that makes people happy, and their prominence makes tumblr unique.) It doesn't take up space. Why take that away?
it's honestly alarming that they're making this shift to depersonalize and disintegrate community.
part of me feels like this is the progression they want:
can't tell who posts -> don't care who posts -> no connection to who is on your dash -> FYP/algorithm
and it's horrible that they seem to be taking such a beloved website and sending it in these directions. probably overreacting but it's sad and frustrating to watch it go
anyway. it's a good reminder to reblog the posts you love, because that's how the website can keep functioning like it does
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Hey, if you're ever feeling awful because you're super overwhelmed by the news, too overwhelmed to do anything, but you feel like you can't stop without being a horrible person who's just sticking their head in the sand...
Try thinking of it this way:
Maybe the moral thing to do actually IS to never look at the news...
so that you have the energy and will and lack of huge, petrifying fear needed to help
We've seen over and over again, especially in the climate movement, how often it's small, local efforts at making a difference that really start to change things
There's no moral value to being burned out and depressed.
Yes, knowing what's going on in your state/country/the world is good if it's something you can actually sustain
But if you have to choose between following the news/doomscrolling/etc. and actually having the energy to help?
I think that in the vast majority of situations, morally, you SHOULD choose to do something to help
Showing up to your city council meetings, or cleaning up trash in your neighborhood, or volunteering at a food pantry, or registering people to vote, or joining the underground abortion pill network, or doing a fundraiser for bipoc-led nonprofits, or mailing books to people in prison, or seedbombing native grasses, or phone-banking for a nonprofit you care about, or building benches and leaving them at bus stops, or knitting hats and giving them to unhoused people to stay warm, or starting a community garden, or sponsoring refugees for immigration, or taking a stand at school board meetings, or, or, or
all do infinitely more to help other people than doomscrolling and sharing depressing news posts ever will