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Seasonal bows 🌸🌿🍂❄️

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[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled “immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

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it's valentines day here's the four-ish most important things I've learned about being in a relationship after 6 years with my s/o

you don't have to like the same things your partner likes but you do have to respect that they like the thing and not be shitty about it, bcs even if you don't get it whatever it is clearly makes them happy and you should want to see them be happy

when there is a problem it is not you versus each other, its the two of you versus the problem, always remember who the real enemy is

while the base warm fuzzy feeling of love might come and go, love is still a choice, and honestly, that's kinda relieving because all of that fear about falling out of love and finding your soulmate or whatever goes away when you remember that love is not something that just happens to you until it stops, it's a thing you have some control over and choose to do every day

your partner wants you to rely on them, set boundaries, and talk to them when things are wrong, if you're like me it might feel weird to not bottle things up and shoulder all of your issues on your own, but that makes for bad relationships, you have to learn to be okay with being vulnerable and asking for help (and god, trust me, things are so much BETTER once you start to do that)

anyway if you want my credentials idk my therapist said I have a ridiculously healthy relationship with my partner so I guess I know what I'm talking about, but that's all I got rn, I'm gonna go spend valentine's day in my bed watching movies eating indian food with my s/o who incidentially has spent the entire day sending me ridiculous memes

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It's wild and completely unsurprising that capitalism apologists will say stuff like "there's no such thing as a free lunch, somebody is paying for that social service at some point!" and then entirely ignore the core tendency within capitalism to externalize costs and ecological destruction onto oppressed people. They're right -- there's always a cost to these things, but they only selectively consider costs when it stands to benefit their economic system and its ruling class (i.e., "we can't implement that social service because it would cost moneyyyy!!", and never "we can't continue using coal or pipelines because they incur massive human and environmental tolls that our descendants will inevitably have to manage for generations to come"). And this is to say nothing of the gargantuan amount of free domestic labor/care that capitalism constantly relies on throughout the world, and the endless subsidies and tax cuts that the rich receive, and the centuries of colonial plunder that both western nations and rich individuals continue to profit from to this day.

Capitalism is Free Lunch City for the rich. Average people on the ground, however, are the ones actually bearing the costs and suffering their effects. The free lunch line is only trotted out when working-class people question their lot in life and start demanding better things, and the use of this line is a clear case of ideological obfuscation in service to the rich.

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I have been thinking about this and is have decided: Gender is shoes.

You could probably somehow super accurately measure your foot and then somehow know the precise measurements of shoes to figure out the shoe that would be the most comfortable. You could similarly compare your measurements to the measurements of others who know the best shoe for them and then figure out your best shoe.

But you know a much easier way to figure out if a pair of shoes is a good fit? You try them on. Are they comfortable? Then that shoe is a good fit.

Similarly, we know that brains of trans people resemble the brains of cis people of the same gender. But not everyone can get a brain scan and there isn't data on all the genders. So the best way to figure out if a gender is right?

Try it on. Is it comfortable? Does it make you happy? Then congrats! It's a good fit.

Sometimes we have been walking around in poorly fitted shoes and don't even realize it. Maybe we don't realize how sore our feet are because we are so used to it. Maybe we do know our feet are sore but we think "I need to excercise more" or "there is something up with my joints." But then, you take off those shoes and try a new pair and it wasn't your feet. It was your shoes. The way you know this new pair is better for you? You aren't in pain. They're comfy.

I didn't realize how badly I needed to "try on" another gender for a really long time. I was hurting, but wasn't even fully aware of it. I was so used to the way I was in pain, I didn't realize it wasn't the norm. It took me awhile to finally work up the courage to really consider if I was a guy. And when I finally did, I was the most comfortable I had been in a long time.

I am male because it makes me happy. It fits me.

Anyways, gender is shoes.

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Bucky and Alpine <3

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Bucky

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ITS DONE IM FINALLY FREEEEEE

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Capitalism kills. Shareholder economics is going to starve us all to death.

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i know that “don’t harass people for being weird, they might be autistic!” is a fairly popular take on here. but as a Certified Autist, i’d like to add that harassing allistic and/or neurotypical people for being weird is also bad, and should not be done

and before you come in with “yeah, you never know who is and isn’t autistic, and you shouldn’t force people to out themselves!” i want to say two things: one, i agree. and two, even if you could magically avoid ever harassing a single autistic person, it still wouldn’t be okay to go after NTs for being weird. they’re people, janice. they’re allowed to be really invested in naruto

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Every year my mom vandalizes a reflection calendar with pictures of Keanu to make a “with Keanu” calendar for her friend. These are some highlights:

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Are they gonna kill each other or are they gonna smooch idk 😳

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Matt Walsh doesn’t like the idea of teaching children about consent, for some reason

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redraw of a thing I did like a year ago

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We need like a month where nothing happens and there's no repercussions we all just stay in bed and hibernate and nothing goes wrong

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God, I can't tell you how much the "there's not enough enrichment in my enclosure" joke has helped my mental health. Because, for some reason I can't comprehend, pretending that I'm a zoo keeper caring for an animal (which is also me) just makes everything easier to comprehend. Like "Your head gets screwey when you're apartment is messy" just doesn't carry as much resonance as "The tiger becomes agitated when its enclosure is cluttered" because then I'll be like, no shit? The tiger? I've gotta keep things nice and clean for the tiger.

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The weirdest instance of “getting my wires crossed” I’ve ever experienced: I had a piece of candy at my desk. My intention was to simultaneously eat the candy and start a brief work task. I put the candy in my mouth and felt a surge of alarm as I was convinced, for a fraction of a second, that I had somehow eaten the task I was about to start.