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i grew up in tornado alley

my family now calls the great plains of nebraska home

but i’ve never before seen a thunderstorm like you

rolling, running, racing

i’d become like the stalks of wheat

nimble, flexible

at the mercy of the fickleness of the winds

but you

you command the winds

everything immediately folds to the sensation of your breath sweeping across the hills

a torrential downpour whose outcome only time will reveal

crops destroyed, homes flooded, lands razed

or flowers quenched, dew drops sparkling, and hungry mouths fed by your abundance

you say you may never live up to your namesake

but you’ve already set my simple, unassuming plains alight

i can only hope i know how to control this burn

this storm may be once in a lifetime, once in a millennia

it could be the start of ever larger upsets and earth shattering phenomena to come

it could be salvation or a beginning of an end

all i can do is admire

and feel blessed to bear witness to such strength that i will never myself know

i couldn’t bear ask you make me your project

i know i would be one

and in typical group project fashion

you would be left to carry out the tasks all by yourself

the group chat left on read

the planning meetings a waste of your time with unfocused segues into the inconsequential

i daydream of being easy

but instead of burn the tips of my bangs lighting another cigarette writing sweet nothings that i’ll only ever share with the internet

i need to be in the desert

i need to be in japan

i need to be in china

i need to be outside of my body

somewhere unfamiliar in order to recognize my own spirit

i need to feel connection

tear myself into tiny pieces to feed to ducks at holmes lake

who will carry those shreds of myself with them as they fly south and then north and then back again

my flesh nourishing the bodies of others

because it’s too hard to nourish my own

i need to see my love manifest in the plants i raise, the pets i nurture, the friends i dote over

all the love i know to exist in my heart is still not enough feed the sores along my rib cage

but if i place my hand on the breast of mother earth

i can feel a heartbeat synchronize and reverberate in the hollows of my chest

i can feel her shoulders shake with the silent tears of waterfalls that have ceased to flow from man made dams

the labored breathes of tree stumps longing to produce another ring

my muscles ache from always moving forward

recovery is learning to appreciate the gifts a healthy body gives us—smiling, laughing, crying, hugging, walking ever forward

but for all the appreciation i mandate my blood to carry through my heart and lungs and brain and legs

i still cannot stop wishing for it all to stop

helenvaughans:

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Charles County, MD

brenee brown said shame is something like thinking that if you died, no one would care. but the problem for me is that I KNOW people would care. and that’s the only thing still tethering me to this misery called life. I almost wish no one would care so that I could let go without regard for how it would affect others

“you are the main character of your own life” except I don’t feel like that. I feel like a side character even in my own life. I don’t feel meant for greatness and I wouldn’t want to be. but I don’t even feel meant for modest, hyper-local or hyper-niche greatness. like fuck man I’m going back to school and trying to become a professor less because I want to but because I *need* something to want to do or else I’m just a walking corpse

zohbugg:

sophisticatedswifts:

Apparently there’s a website called Public Square where conservatives register their businesses to identify themselves as “anti-woke” so other conservatives can find them. I just thought I would share in case anyone wanted to put their zip code in and learn which local businesses to avoid.

Website For MAGA-Friendly Businesses Backfires As People Use It For Boycotts

Social media posts about PublicSquare have gone viral as Trump critics use it to find companies not to support – the opposite of what the si

HuffPost UK

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everyday I think about dy1ng

just-shower-thoughts:

mapelie:

ikea-the-metalsmith:

the-last-hair-bender:

thedevilsofficialblog:

island-delver-go:

oppa-homeless-style:

actuallyjuststealingmemes:

water-based-introspection:

just-shower-thoughts:

It was kind of a dick move to create animals that require air, then confine them to the freaking ocean

If you are talking about dolphins they used to be wolf like creatures that due to scarcity of food they had to hunt in water so they slowly evolved into water mammals, dolphins still have claw bones but they are unnecessary and dolphins will get rid of them with time and will develop abilities to breath under water

(This also partially applies to whales)

They were what now?

Mother Nature, come out here I just want to talk

Whales are actually Ungulates, more so hippos, entelodons, etc…

Meaning they were somewhat related to big celebrities such as Daedon (the “hell pig”) and Andrewsarchus.

The appearence of the first ancestors of whales probably looked like a small hoofed thing called Indohyus.

(Illustration by julio lacerda)

(illustration by Tiffany Turill)

Basically they went from tiny hoofed herbivore to bigger hoofed carnivore to crocodile-like thing to seal-like things to big sea predators.

The went back from the no bone zone as an aquatic boned animal

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enki2:

the taken for grantedness of eldest daughters is just rlly rlly sinking in rn for me

allergies pro tip: crying hysterically helps flush out your clogged sinuses. if ur allergies are bad like mine this year, then just talk to your mother and clear out those nasal passages

gaynfl:

gaynfl:

draft kings could do the funniest thing ever right now and offer a free $5 bet on the next pope

Oh so THATS illegal??????

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hoeratius:

Imagine it’s your last day alive and you’re having to spend it with JD Vance 😭

finagle-a-bagel:

I’d like to remember Pope Francis as the Pope who called a ton of priests faggots, apologized for it, then called them all faggots again

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