#'If I am worth something later I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat even if people think it to be a grass in the beginning'

[little-cereal-draws]

Another Van Gogh inspiration poster for my photoshop class

Text: "Many people think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. ... Yes, evil often seems to surpass the good. But then in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. One morning the wind turns and there is a thaw. And so I must still have hope." --Vincent Van Gogh

Sources: Still Life With Oranges (1889), Wheat Field With Cypresses (1889), Green Wheat Fields (1890), Two Peasant Women Digging in a Snow-Covered Field at Sunset (1890), Stary Night Over the Rhone (1888)

[amicus-noctis]

"If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is grass in the beginning." - Vincent Van Gogh

Painting: "Wheatfield with a Reaper" by Vincent van Gogh

[psalmsofpsychosis]

Might be a slightly weird hill to die on on a Sunday evening, but i'm increasingly getting tired of the mentality that the only stories that matter are the meticulously worded, completed and published (maybe for free or for a price) ones. I'm getting tired of the mindset that the only works that matter are the ones choking on their wordcount and 56 chapters and linear structure and publication status.

Like, do y'all also go to a mother who's singing her child to sleep with a made up lullaby and tell her that her little nonsensical tale doesn't matter because it's less than 1k and doesn't use the top 10 harvard-approved adverbs and is not a completed 30 chapter book just out of publication??

would you pop up 8000 years ago beside the campfire of Shamans reinventing and remaking stories for children every night to tell these Shamans that their stories have no significance because they're not written and not complete 50 paged manuscripts?? Do you really think that every story that changed a person's life and affected their existence in the 8000 years we've been on this bitch of an earth, that it was written and told in a neat linear design and was published by some face???

Like, not to be dramatic on main but anyone who devalues "an incomplete wip" or "just an AU" or "an idea" is shallow as fuck, because we've been telling stories for as long as we've existed and not half of it was meant to last beyond us and our love for very select loved ones. Not half of it was meant to become a 3k paged classic novel; they were just a token of someone's heart and mind, a glimpse of them shared with another person out of love. Like i literally dont give a flying fuck that you think a piece that has less than 5k words does not make "a complete story", my best friend once gifted me a 200-word piece for my birthday when i was 16 and at 30 i still tell it to myself when i get woken up by nightmares at 3am and can't go back to sleep, because stories, whether ideas or published works, are pieces of other people staying with us come sun or rain. And i'm so fucking tired of storytelling turning into yet another chore to complete, to accomplish, to perfect. Stories are an act of love and you dont go about measuring the worth of love by how "exceptional" it is, you just value it for what it is. Because every expression of love is invaluable.

[3-aem]

“if i am worth anything later, I am worth something now. for wheat is wheat, even if people think it is grass in the beginning”

is such a beautiful line from van gogh.

[anouchan-jpg]

when vincent van gogh said “if I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is grass in the beginning".

[prachelley]

if I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. for wheat is wheat, even if people think it is grass in the beginning

[whenthegoldrays]

Was tagged by @jade-efflorescence — give a color palette, a nice quote, and a song rec; then tag 10 other beautiful Tumblrinas

“If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning.” —Vincent Van Gogh

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[opulentsims]

meet the hobbs family 🍂

! tw mention of alcohol abuse

florence & elliot have sworn to each other that they will make a peaceful life for themselves.

not long after graduating from highschool, florence hobbs left henford under the advice of her father to 'lead a successful life'. turns out, the success most people find in san myshuno is an expensive, mouldy apartment, a toxic relationship and a draining office job. returning to henford after only a year was the hardest thing she had ever done - the fear of disappointing her father ran deep and she soon started spending her days at the village bar.

there, working the bar, was elliot goodwin - her old middle school classmate. it was no secret in henford that elliot completely cut ties with his wealthy and influential family. stuck as the often overlooked middle child, elliot felt suffocated on all sides: strict parents who demanded he pursue an economy degree (which he did not want), an overly egotistical older brother who was set to inherit the family's wine company, and a competitive younger brother who tried his hardest to steal it away.

they found each other on opposite sides of that bar, with very different backgrounds and struggles, but struggling nonetheless. months later, they started spending their days in the bramblewood instead.

falling in love, softly, quietly, as you do, with no hesitation.

after what seemed like the most transformative year of her life, florence learns she is pregnant with their son finley. soon elliot proposes, and they exchange vows in the bramblewood.

there were only peaceful days ahead: finn's birth, building their farmhouse, colourful vegetable patches, cricket - the puppy finn begged for on his 4th birthday, taking care of quirky geese, and most recently, the birth of their twin girls lacey and lorelai.

"if i am worth anything later

i am worth something now

for wheat is wheat

even if people think it is a grass in the beginning."

[maryflorlovyblog]

"If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is grass in the beginning."

( Vincent van Gogh)

[thedarkacademiastuff]

If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning.

- Vincent van Gogh

[thedeadpoetsraven]

If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning.

— Vincent Van Gogh

[aurinavenir]

"If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning."

― Vincent van Gogh.

[tothechaos]

you seem like the type of guy to get your top surgery scars tatt'd

i actually havent yet! ive been wanting to get wheat stalks tattooed over them, for the van gogh quote "if i am worth anything later, i am worth something now. for wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning." its just such a lovely quote; i really love van gogh, and the idea that who i was then is still meaningful to me now – even if it is different, im different, but i was always myself – well, it seems the most poignant thing to put over them. i still have some nerve damage around the ends under my arms, and it has admittedly put me off it a bit, but i very much want the tattoos

[lqb2quotes]

Dutch painter Vincent van Gogh — who sold only one painting during his life — on self-worth: "If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning."

[ghostwise]

If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning.

[gor3sigil]

That's absolutely awful that you were treated like that

I'm a guy (or... something like that, I wish I was a girl, but don't feel like one or have any interest in transitioning, and... you might get why there's other stuff that might complicate things as I say the rest of what I have to say)

I grew up with a man hating mother, since I was like 6 I had it deep in my head that men are dangerous, men are abusive, men just hurt people and always cheat. On a very core level I feel like men are subhuman (especially I feel subhuman as a man)... I would never in a million years direct that stuff at anyone else though, you know?

I'm not stupid, I understand that all this stuff going on in my head isn't reality, and that there's plenty of wonderful guys in the world. I don't have a right to shit on all the fantastic dudes I run into

Trans guys are awesome, deserve all the respect in the world. You deserve to be able to live your life and be supported in taking whatever path works best for you, and to have your identity respected 100%

Anyway, I hope my point's coming across ok and it's not sounding like I'm in the "why would you be a disgusting man" camp

That what I'm saying is even with shit like "men are trash, men are subhuman" running through my head... most hours of most days... mostly about myself, I'd never in a million years think it was ok to turn that on someone else. Like I'm legitimately deeply messed up with this stuff, think that should be pretty obvious, and I still don't think I get some kinda pass to say nasty stuff like that

Cause the fact is that those thoughts running through my head... they're pretty clearly not reality and not ok to fling at random other guys

Trans dudes are just as much of men as I am (maybe more, again, who knows on where I stand... don't worry to much about it to be honest, I yam what I yam). You deserve just as much respect as any other guy, and frankly no guy deserves to be treated as lesser just for being a man

(And... from another angle, I super feel you with those comments... I think a lot of my friends don't even begin to get how much they twist the knife in when it comes to my man hating, and really feed my ability to see myself as subhuman with their comments... which... when I step back from all the pain... it sucks cause all I want to do is make other people happy and make the world better, and it sucks that being a white dude means that, well that I'm seen as inherently predatory and abusive and I just kinda have to smile and take it even from friends I adore... even after they've said they see how it hurts me and don't want to do it anymore but then... just keep it up)

So sorry about the long message, I have trouble keeping things short cause I really want to... really want to avoid being misunderstood

Just know that what you're feeling on all this is so valid, and that even if someone's coming to you from a place of pain it's never ok to put you or anyone else down like that

Tran dudes are awesome. Pre-op, post-op, in a t-shirt or in a dress, no matter how they choose to present or live their lives, trans guys are men and deserve love and support and respect. Like there's no right way for you to be you, and... it's like that Van Gogh quote about "If I'm worth anything later I'm worth something now. Wheat is still wheat even if people mistake it for grass while it's growing", however it goes

Trans men are men, not matter what people mistake them for during their journey (trans women too, but... that's not the topic right now). You keep your head up and know you're as much a man today as you will be in 10 years, and anyone who thinks otherwise is a rude fool

But yeah, sorry this is so long. Hope I at least got my point across though. There's never an excuse to treat someone like you and other trans guys get treated, no matter what someone's hang ups are

I hope you have a nice day, I hope anyone who takes the time to read this long ass thing has a nice day too

Thank you so much for this adorable message, and I'm so sorry you went through all of that. I hope you find peace and are able to live as yourself and be proud of who you are. You deserve love and support and I send you plenty of it 💙💙💙