#I need other people to see my vision here

[deadlysoupy]

i've been thinking about tfe!bumblebee and tfone!bumblebee and how people perceive them and now i'm like... they actually aren't that different???? like at all??? they just deal with abandonment differently

visual aid bc. i dunno

see bc they both were abandoned at some point, even though tfe bee still had a mission, he was largely in hiding and couldn't make contact with most of the autobots. he had to not get involved in anything, had to stay away from the people he loved, and in the process he became somewhat jaded, repressing most of his hiding since he doesn't think it's a big deal, he had a job to do and he did it as best as he could. he's fine don't ask. he tries to maintain his "nice guy" persona, but with the isolation he had to go through it's very obvious he can't stay that way, so he desperately clings to his positivity like his life depends on it, while at the same time displaying cynicism that's within him now

meanwhile over here in the tfone bee corner, our guy was sent to do community service no one needed to do, with no one to talk to, for god knows what (in canon he says he "did his job too well" so he fucked up way too many times, poor guy). he made himself people to talk to, and it's not like he was purposefully trying to hide himself, but we KNOW that he knows how to get out, so, potentially, he could have just fled and become a fugitive. instead, he stayed at his job because there was some hope still left in him that someone would come and release him from his "duties". anyway as soon as he finds actual people he can communicate with it all goes off the rails. unlike tfe bee, though, he doesn't hide his desperation for company, and while he is extremely traumatized, he's still expressing himself, and people know what he's going through, and they help him eventually

if anything tfone bee would be more healthy than tfe bee (and totally not just bcs i have a personal bias for tfe hahaha what are you talking about don't look at my blog.) (also one went through war already and the other didn't (yet)), he would even make him talk out some of the problems he's having... but like at the same time tfe bee would recognise tfone's own denial and would reassure him that, yes, you are loved, you are enough, even when no one listens to you. do you see the vision

[ohholydyke]

Personally I resolve this with the belief that God and Heaven = Perfect love and care of ourselves and each other and being in communion with Love and Care. Like that’s consistently what heaven and the gospel and god and Jesus come down to. Love and Care. Mutual aid. Heaven is a state of achieving perfect Love and Care such that there are no longer unmet needs, no longer active states of systemic harm, no longer ostracism and self destruction. I understand this state through the lens of Christ and Heaven and YHWH, others may understand it through the lens of Allah, or The Universe, or Nirvana, or just Community and Political Revolution, or just being with loved ones. Ultimately my universalism means I believe eventually everyone will arrive at that state in communion with each other and Love and Care themselves. “Going to Heaven” and “being with God” are existing in these states which is also why I see a call and responsibility to bring Heaven on earth and exist Christ-like here and now (aka showing that unconditional love and care as much as we can, and fixing our failures to live up to that as much as we can with love and care for ourselves and leaning on each other for support and mutual aid). My politics are inseparable from my religion.

As for making sacrifices of old selves, I don’t think it’s that (god knows we can’t make that sacrifice, which is why Jesus did it for us) as much as it is people aligning themselves more and more with Love and Care and with existing in mutual interdependence and care webs. Disability justice collectives and groups are a very good example of what I see as the work of bringing heaven on earth. The afterlife I believe in is a world where those visions are achieved in a way beyond our current human limitations due to sin (which ultimately is just a lack of love and care to others, to the world and nature and/or to ourselves).

If you’re interested in further reading, I largely shaped these views from the Christian mystic tradition such as the writings of Julian of Norwich, Hildegard of Bingen, Francis of Assisi, and Catherine of Siena; modern writers like Richard Rohr, Alison Kafer, Leah Lakshimi Piepzna-Samarasinha, Audre Lorde, Robin Wall Kimmerer, and bell hooks; and content creators like Rev Oliver Snow (revpoppop/preacher of the black lagoon), Imani Barbarin (@ crutches and spice on tiktok, insta and Bluesky) and Ismatu Gwendolyn.

Christian Universalism isn't exactly a popular doctrine (as far as i know), but it's the only one that makes sense to me at this point.

if God is good, and if God can do all things, then God can save everyone, even after death.

and if not everyone can be saved, then what is the point of Christ's sacrifice?

i'm sorry but at this point you can't convince me that some people are just damned forever after death.

[professorjirt]

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[stevishabitat]

Transcript:

Hello this is Michael Sheen here. I hope you're all doing very well. I just wanted to lend my voice in support of this whole concept of communitization of Cymunedoli. I think it's the kind of exciting, radical, innovative vision that can really lead the way forward for us in Wales.

I don't think many people would argue that the system as is is broken and doesn't seem to work to the benefit of communities themselves. And this whole idea of a community of communities I think is the kind of radical vision that we need.

In Wales, we have I think historically as well as in a contemporary way - albeit differently - suffered from having our resources - whether they're our natural resources or whether it's our wealth or whether it's our talent - be funneled out of Wales.

Too often, the wealth that is created here finds Its way leaving Wales itself and not benefiting the communities where that wealth is being created. This vision around Cymunedoli I think is a way to address that.

I think it's amazing thinking of this idea of a community of communities who can support each other, share knowledge, share resources, share expertise, share answers and solutions to the challenges that they're all facing.

To be able to speak to each other to create that sort of a network of support to create more sustainable resilient resourceful communities where they can own Community Resources and keep the benefits of those resources within the communities. It makes us more sustainable, more self-sufficient.

I think what is happening in Gwynedd now could be a model for what could happen across the whole of Wales with some courage in leadership from the top and unleashing the potential that is there in our communities.

We know that, we see it all the time, but all too often there are too many obstacles put in the way of those communities and there isn't the kind of political courage to really nurture and develop and support that kind of vision.

So I hope that what is happening there now is another major step along the way of making that Vision a reality. It's what we need. it's possible. And I think we can lead the way in showing that it is the future. So I wish you all the very best of luck and great success. Diolch yn fawr (Thank you very much)

Michael Sheen's message for Cymunedoli

[seepingfrommyskin]

is this too niche

[undead-moth]

I know I've been on about this for a while now and I'm being a hater but you're telling me SydCarmy was "always meant to be platonic" even though there are two seasons of writing making use of tried-and-true explicitly romantic tropes, themes and writing signals, and SydLuca is going to be romantic because...he was nice to her on screen for a few minutes?

I don't even care if people ship SydLuca, or if they just prefer it, but you can't honestly tell me that you believe Carmy was always meant to be a friend but Luca is an obvious love interest.

Just because Syd and Carmy haven't kissed or confessed their love to each other doesn't mean that isn't very obviously the direction this show is going. The Bear has already shown you who is endgame. It has shown you every episode of the show so far.

Honestly I really don't think The Bear fanbase understands this show or cares about these characters or the story being told here, which is unfortunate because this show is shockingly well-written in comparison to most shows right now, and we should be so grateful for it but all we're doing is complaining that the writers led us on by not making a ship canon fast enough. It's just. Sad.

[hsslilly-blog]

huntclaire divorce au. everything is exactly the same but wait i was going to make a joke here but i’m actually very invested in this

[butchlifeguard]

who up traveling they octopath

[ID: 2 images. the first is a whisper post of a cowboy sitting sadly with his elbows resting on his knees and his head in one of his hands. the caption is "is it really possible for a emo girl and a country boy to be in a relationship?" the second is a traditionally sketched redraw of alfyn from octopath traveler in the same pose. the text has been cut out from the original photo and overlaid. end ID.]

[good-beans]

Hi! "ML Up until now it's been like a dream" sounds interesting!

Aw thanks! I'm impressed you could scope out my one Mikoto wip...

It's a little normal au 0309 thing from Fuuta's pov. The general premise is that Mikoto crashes his bike on his way to work, gets a concussion, has (non-John-related) memory issues, and Fuuta is compelled to look after him. I wanted a fun comparison of videogame restarts/second chances -- Fuuta says something rash and the conversation gets weird, until a few minutes later when Mikoto has a lapse in short term memory, and Fuuta gets to try the exact same situation again. By the end of the day, Fuuta is using the situation to very carefully test out compliments/confessions since there's no pressure it'll be remembered and he'll have to deal with the consequences. It's basically my timeloop fic without a timeloop 😂

The title was the first thing that popped into my head (as all my first working titles are) and comes from a story from my dad's childhood when he got a concussion and his short term memory kept resetting. He kept telling his family "You know, up until now it's been like a dream!" until his brother quoted it back to him and he went "how did you know I was gonna say that??" It started as a silly joke title, but Mikoto has the whole line about dreaming, so I'm keeping an eye out if there's a way I can actually work it into the fic !!

[o4o41]

it would have been good if Cindrella was more outspoken. And call out her family on not feeling **regretful and apologizing** after insults, ridicule and abuse.

[skitskatdacat63]

The urge to always sit in the back of a classroom vs having somewhat shit vision

[dexaroth]

licherally how it feels to read the deconstruction of a story and everyone speaking so eloquently about character motivations and the way they act and talk and the whys of that and the bunch of details that lead to those conclusions meanwhile i can barely scrape a personality for my ocs

[crossbackpoke-check]

i've been thinking a lot about the mojoe show, especially how i miss seeing them together and somehow, i stumbled on your blog and all your tags about them (joe in specific) speak directly to me!

no go on... what are the tags saying to you... come join the mojo(e) jojo hive mind...

[arolesbianism]

I've been thinking abt new game+ friend quests and it's just me going ah yes and they have all these issues and talk abt these things and oh oops this is all accidental foreshadowing

[unproduciblesmackdown]

being alive at the time i gleaned some general elements abt encanto but never actually heard we don't talk about bruno beyond awareness it existed popping off & i think i heard like the title recited off key off rhythm but in a way that indicates speak singing nonetheless lol so upon experiencing it it's like oh but it's the Verses? while the last refrain goes harder but prior to that it's comparatively underwhelming to said verses which feels appropriate like verses / pieces of a larger picture & that a "we don't talk about him" as a disappointing Lid on infinitely richer more characterful & dynamic "but: talking about him" instances. like well personally it'd be like um seven foot frame....anyway besides being able to firsthand go like oh damn Real (the kind of thing you know exists if alive at the time) it's like alright hang on lol. one thing when a core theme is yeah like "is it a refuge if 'especial' vulnerability ultimately gets pushed out rather than made safer" subset like the parties whose even observation of truths (problems) & drawing attention to them is seen as Ruining Things, like if you're painted as Making futures that aren't simply what's desired or reassuring rather than a guidance via just observing & sharing the truth. but then it's like whaddaya mean living in fear of bruno stuttering and stumbling you could always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling lmao like now that's just Association between the Truth Perceiving & Telling behavior & behavior that's just apparently distinctive of the same person. & like Not Accidentally when [what if people were magic] specifics are obviously primarily abt a metaphorical meaning & like, indeed it was made clear like oh this situation isn't Just b/c [boo we hate your prophecies] & that [an Ability that isn't directed towards what anyone Wants / is "weird" even by these magic standards] isn't Coincidentally given to someone who just so happens to already be "weird" in other ways & be set up to have a different perspective & be pushed away due to having the supposed "extra" vulnerability of unmet needs / insufficient support, same as someone who doesn't "correctly" have any kind of magic ability....like yeah banger and also like Oh Yeah Kind Of Devastating re: that metaphorical resonance allowing for like [set the metaphor aside] now hang on with this about this disabled family member lol. misinterpretation to The Ruinerrr / The Problemmm / The Maliciousss etc (i.e. the scapegoatinggg) despite their efforts likely entirely to the contrary. then despite like, efforts aside, Just Existing, always kind of muttering & mumbling like & what of it. & then like oh sorry weird pets. weird [auspicious for adaptable tenacious thriving surviving; either way simply creatures, existing] pets.

truly like As Is The Idea I'm Sure quickly becomes like hands behind back standing at the window Uh Oh Sisters musing on all the [disabled person] metaphorical & already literal elements there. blair witching it in contemplation like We've All Been There whether being so resented for the mere disruption of "existing in a group as the 'abnormal' odd one out" or like people talking shit abt anything associated w/you as soon as you've left the room, which is also made relevant like, this wasn't Only directed at this person when seemingly permanently gone, nor were they unaware / unaffected prior....pacing in the Musing parlor like things don't Have to be compared to billions but i only ever even see so many things & it's like billions sure is like "get scapegoated rword" & then said scapegoating is presented as only beneficial & we hate autists & even beyond that it's like, grabbing billions, Imagine If Things Meant To Be About Something Were About Something. quite a contrast when they are & furthermore like, deliberate thought & Care for [who gets scapegoated & why] & the truth of like, people getting pushed aside & out who have a key perspective & are primed / liable to come through for others similarly vulnerable & the supposedly Ruinous, Problems Generating disruptiveness is actually the strongest effort to make essential changes to a group. & come through with like, it'd be undermining thee point if it was "reassuring" us like oh haha people will be supportive b/c bruno will be more normal, so great that it Didn't like no, no Normality Reassurance(tm), presence of abnormalities(tm), Good, & everyone Can Deal b/c if you don't then it's pushing this person away, is exactly what happens, including even if they're still Around but are being mistreated b/c that is entirely part of that pushing away like anyone's victim blaming is ready to pounce at any time but if someone can't stand to stay / leaves b/c they can't see another option like that's not out of nowhere nor Regardless of what full support & flexibility they were getting lol. these Active Measures everyone loves so much, which are everywhere always & would include Staying & Trying To Make It Work & those efforts would be "disruptive" & resented & Bringing It On Oneself & etccc smh

that is to all say like. Woww when clearly basically the core thread was these beats of like, the crucial site of [thee scapegoated], & why that comes down on someone & how that plays out. endless ideas about how someone weird(tm) & disabled (&/or queer. but there's no Or here lol. & again like it's a Context like, to even be the one person without kids? likely not living up to "full" correct sexuality in that way alone; any oppression's logics of "inferiority" being logics of ableism, ready examples being that "inferior" race, gender, sexuality (& their experiences as people classed as inferior) all being pathologized as disordered) are seen & treated as someone Ruining Things & who cannot belong like whew. bracing. winding. which, i also recall like i was watching with headphones & during this one dialogue pause i was like "?? what's this Extra Sound i heard there" & had to go over it like twice before being hit upside the head like well it Was still the dialogue pause but it was also bruno Stuttering in a very quiet whisper for the duration of that pause before continuing like iiiiiiii x_x

[thebibliosphere]

I’ve had an increase in rainbow aura with my migraines lately (I used to get them once a year, if that. Now, I’ve had it twice in one month) so I’ve become somewhat paranoid whenever something flashes over my vision.

Sometimes, it's just light reflecting off my phone, but it still makes me freeze up in a fear response when it happens because it usually means I’ve got about 20 minutes before I’m in agony.

Apparently, this new paranoia extends into my dreams now, too, because I was running down a long corridor, aware that there was something behind me that I needed to escape, but all of a sudden, in my dream, rainbow zigzags consumed my vision, and I stopped, dead and went, “fuck, migraine.”

That's when I became aware of James Bond/Daniel Craig standing beside me, gun drawn.

“Oh, shit. Do you need to lie down?” he asked while I stared at him.

I said, “What about the thing chasing us?”

“Oh, don’t worry about that, darling. If you need to lie down you can lie down. I’ll just kill them.”

I blinked at him for a bit, still winded from running then said, “Sure,” starting to get to my knees, ready to lie down on the cold stone floor beneath us.

“Sure?”

“Yeah. Kill ‘em. I’m just gonna...” I gestured vaguely at the floor. “Be right here, I guess.”

“You can go upstairs, you know,” he said, loading a fresh clip into his gun. “This museum has a hotel on top of it.”

“Oh good,” I said, starting to suspect this was a dream and not Daniel Craig about to murder the people chasing me because I had a migraine. “I’ll do that then.”

So I got back up and started climbing the stairs that looked an awful lot like the stairs in the Kelvin Grove Art Gallery, only to abruptly walk into Deathstroke and Nightwing doing their best to kill each other in the corridor of what was clearly a hotel based on the room service tray Nightwing was using to deflect projectiles.

They froze. I looked at them. They looked at me. “I’ve got a migraine,” I said,

“Shit, sorry,” Nightwing said, putting down his tray as both men stepped back to let me walk down the decimated corridor. “We’ll be more quiet.”

“Room 13 is open,” Deathstroke helpfully informed me.

“Is there a body in it?” I asked, now leaning against the wall, less walking along, more sliding.

“Not anymore.”

“Do you need anything?” Nightwing asked, “pain killers? Ice pack?”

I waved them off and made my way into room 13 where David Jason dressed as Detective Jack Frost looked up at me from the book he was reading on the bed.

“This is a dream,” he informed me.

“No it isn’t,” I said, despite knowing it was as I hobbled over to the bed and flopped down beside him. “And this room was supposed to be empty.”

“Open, not empty,” corrected Jack Banon who had taken David Frost’s place, dressed like young Alfie from Pennyworth as he sat beside me on the bed, leaning back against the headboard. “There’s a very distinct difference between the two. Oh, don’t look at me like that. Who do you think moved the body?”

“I need to sleep,” I said, “if I can fall asleep, the migraine might go away.”

“That's all right,” he said. “You do that. I’ll make sure no one else comes in. Oh, just one thing before you do.”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out something I couldn't quite see and held it out to me. “You’ll need this.”

“What is it?” I said, my brain doing the dream thing where it refuses to read books or interpret numbers correctly. “I can’t see, what is it?”

“Oft, sorry. Can’t tell you that. More than my job’s worth.”

“You’re job...”

“Yeah.” and thats when he leaned over, stuck me with a needle and said, “Night night.”

And I woke up to the sound of @mothman-etd getting into the shower and Holly Mop wiggling under thre covers with me.

First words out of my mouth were, “What the fuck?”

And then I immediately pulled up Tumblr to write this down before I forget it because what the fuck.

Didn't wake up with a migraine though so... *knock on wood*