#love ethic

[wish-pass-666]

I'm pushing 30. I take pains to remind myself that aging is wonderful actually. That I deserve to grow old. But reality is often scarce in encouragement of happy aging. Not only in common rhetoric around haunting milestones, like turning 30, but in subtle and chronic changes of relationship dynamics as well.

I have a special, intimate friend who is just over 30. Lately she hasnt been spending as much time with me as she declares to want to. I haven't minded, in fact it didn't strike me as odd whatsoever. I've had many long term and intimate friendships, they often go through peaks and valleys of activity. Because we can't be everywhere all at once, sometimes other priorities manifest. Her and I had a conversation the other night tho that kind of put a new thought, a new insecurity in my mind.

She was very apologetic for being flaky; she felt that she had hurt my feelings. I told her they were not hurt and if they were I'd let her know as soon as I could articulate it. But she felt that she'd hurt my feelings because she's been spending most of her time with a new intimate friend. She told me all about her and how explosive these new feelings are. She told me she believed that she could not love, at least like this, and is now overtaken with joy to know that she can. I celebrated this fact with her. I told her that love is a holy moment created between others when they choose to love.

When people choose to create love, they choose to do so despite the fact that the feeling of love cannot sustain itself beyond the moment. It has to be chosen again and again and again. Lovers choose to recreate this moment so long as they wish to love each other. It is against my core belief to let jealousy claim my capacity to love. My choice to love is, in this instance, a refusal to disrupt my friends choice to love another in a way that she evidently isn't able to experience with me.

As days have gone by, jealousy still has yet to claim my heart, but I'm saddened to find another form of daemonic emotional bedfellow worming its way into my being. A feeling of being worn, a feeling of mileage. A feeling that came as a sober awareness of my own particularities as a lover.

My friends new friend is younger than us. She's an exciting and inspired individual, she believes in hope in flowery, uncomplicated terms. She has less mileage on her personhood, she is hungry for experience, frothing eager for unbounded physical delight and public, blatent, and perhaps a bit inappropriate levels of faggotry. She is able to love in a way that I cannot. She's able to love similar to how I once loved. She can love without the particularities that have accumulated with age, wear and tear, and plain damage.

I am a deeply traumatized person. Much of my time anymore is spent simply just trying to care for my particularities. Sex with me is fun, but it's not close to unbounded. There's a lot I maybe shouldn't or just flat out cannot do that my lovers would love to do with me. Finally knowing and honoring my own boundaries has allowed me to actually enjoy intimacy and my body; but now as the excitement wears and I move further away from the holy moment when I first created this love, I find the moment brought with it a simple loneliness. I now know my love to be limited in excitement and as much as I can wish my lovers to be as enthused to create this love as I am, I have to reckon with the reality that intimacy does not manifest in flowery, uncomplicated ways forever. I have to know and be comfortable knowing that my limitations in physicality and passion as a lover may unfortunately be a common eventual off ramp of intimacy for those who choose to create love with me.

At least for now, after all, I'm only 29. There is still so much time to create love again, and again, and again in as many ways as stars in the sky.

[dlabeach]

poem by Saint Teresa of Avila

–"all about love" chapter 10 'Romance: Sweet Love'

[littlemxuniverse]

Low key making a religion out of Steven universe over here. It’s not my fault it comes pre-equipped with a banging hymn book.

[hea-musings]

[thoughtswordsaction]

Pittsburgh Noisy Post Hardcore Trio Love Ethic Share New Video & Announce Tour

Photo courtesy of the band. Pittsburgh trio Love Ethic shared a new video and single from their forthcoming EP, and announces a handful of upcoming tour dates. Their debut album The Thinking Man’s Redux was released April 2023 and is available via Bandcamp, Spotify and Apple Music. Spring is in the air, and so is new music from Pittsburgh, PA’s Punk Deco progenitors LOVE ETHIC. The band…

[mightbemyah]

i want so deeply to extend a love ethic to places of so much hurt. it forces me to sit in and see how bitter some of that hurt has made me. how much i want to intellectually sharpen my teeth and tear the flesh of the people who hurt me, expose a soul beneath and evidence the love i know is there. i want so badly to see the raw bleeding heart beat in my palm to the rhythm that believed what they were doing was good, so i can understand, stitch it up again, and imagine peace set in. deeper down i know the ironic violent act has more to do with trying to externalize my pain back to the source than it is an attempt to understand them but at the surface i believe this will be an act of kindness. if i can win the argument of love i can prove they had love in them the whole time, that they are not so corrupt as my experience painted them out to be. then maybe i can find the power to both act in loving forgiveness, and protect that little girl who was so deeply hurt to begin with.

[coolerdracula]

saying “visual style" because, for example, if you would swap your current wardrobe for an identical, ethically made counterpart, there would be no visible change

[teatoohottohandle]

November love letter

In an act to center joy and joyous moments in my life, I want to dedicate a love letter to myself. Not a to-do list, not a checklist, not means of "productivity" to showcase how I'm successful or to try to discern meaning into my life by believing crossing something off my list is enough (though it is satisfactory).

This month, I want to be present. This past weekend I had the most positive and lovely experience being with my partner. I felt surrounded by love in their presence. We had no official plans, we just met up at my place, ate, talked, laughed, and took everything one thing at a time. We got to workout together on Sunday. They're my first romantic partner where I feel comfortable enough to expose myself like that. Where I feel comfortable enough to act silly and get a tough workout done -- no matter how ridiculous I may look.

In that same vein, I've only been going to the gym if someone else is going. I'd like to go by myself, for myself this month. I'd like to experience the confidence I feel when I'm working out with my partner. But I'm also questioning it -- do I feel comfortable working out because my partner is there or am I deflecting discomfort in the inconsistent belief that I'm not capable of doing things by myself and that I need someone to validate me? I think in challenging myself to go to the gym once alone will motivate me this month and see for myself which one it is.

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I fell asleep writing this love letter at the beginning of the month and now I am revisiting it at the end of the month.

I just want to say that I did go to the gym by myself this month. Just for me. I got a leg workout done on the leg machines and it felt great. One, just to know that I went for myself. And two, I didn't have to wait on anybody.

As I reflect on this month, there were some unforeseeable things and things that were planned, I just didn't plan for them intentionally. For one, I'm dog sitting for my sister right now. Her dog had gotten sick on my rug and then my robot vacuum went off on its scheduled time and ran over it. I caught Chaco on my camera barking at something. It was the fact that my sister's dog was doing his business and Chaco was probably upset and barking at him to get him to stop.

Secondly, my partner and I aired everything out -- everything we felt like wasn't right or going as well as it could in our relationship. Although we've been experiencing some really great and wholesome moments of rest, relaxation, and comfort, we had admittedly gotten too comfortable in some aspects of our lives like the ways in which we communicate. I had gotten too comfortable with the ways in which my family dislikes my partner. I had gotten too comfortable with the ways in which my family talks about my partner.

While it was a tough conversation, it was a much-needed one. I think we're stronger for it.

Thirdly, I had been expecting this for a minute, but I just found out that I won't be teaching next semester. It's disappointing. I really enjoyed teaching.

Lastly, even though this wasn't planned -- I finally hung up some frames. Granted it's not complete, I still have more to add, but I like how my office looks and I love the view from my desk now more than ever :)

I have really enjoyed writing this love letter instead of a to-do list. I resisted the urge to write a to do list on purpose because I wanted to effuse love in everything I do this month. To encourage intentionality and impact. I deserve more love and so do my loved ones <3

[delicourse]

i miss them a little if im gonna be honest

[mizukiko-kun]

to prevent any further tragedies

[blessyouhawkeye]

dropout is a streaming service created out of sheer necessity that releases television quality content every single weekday, built on a 25 year old brand and the experience of said brand's long time business savvy nepo baby ceo with an insane network of connections and populated by a large cast of professional comedians and actors. and somehow youtube channels with like 3-8 people who got here by accident through sheer personality think they can charge the same or even more than dropout for access to a back catalog and one video a week if you're lucky. dropout had been a company for 15 years with an established, diverse and very experienced cast and were enough of a brand to succeed at the launch of a streaming service. i'm very worried that these new channels simply aren't.

[gawki]

I felt the need to share here as well—

Say no to AI art. Please read before commenting. Fan art is cute, putting my art into a parasite machine, without my consent, and throwing up horrifying monsters back at me is not.

We are not fighting technology in this AI fight. We are fighting for ethics. How do I say this clearer? Our stuff gets stolen all the time, we get it, but it is not an excuse to normalize the current conditions of AI art.

These datasets have >>EXACT<< copies of artists’ works and these parasites just profit off the work of others with zero repercussion. No one cares how “careful” you are with your text prompts when the data can still output blatant copies of artists’ work without their permission. And people will do this unknowingly since these programs are so highly accessible now. There are even independent datasets that take from just a handful of artists, that don’t share what artists’ works they use, and create blatant copies of existing work. There’s even private medical records being leaked. Why do you think music is still hard to just fully recreate with AI in comparison? It’s because organizations like the RIAA protect music artists. Visual artists just want similar protection. So, wonderfully for us, Concept Art Association has started working towards the steps of protecting artists and making this an ethical practice. I highly suggest if you care about art, please support. Link to their gofundme here. One small step at a time will make living as an artist today less jarring. Artists will not just sit and cope while we continue to get walked on. For those who apparently do not get it, it is about CONSENT. Again, the datasets contain EXACT copies of artist work without our permission. Even if you use it “correctly” there’s still a chance it’s going to create blatant rip offs. This fight is about not letting these techbros take and take and take for profit just because they can while ignoring the possible harm and consequences of it. This is just ol’ fashioned imperialist behavior with a new hat and WE SEE IT. Thanks for reading!!! Much love!

Here’s the link again to support the gofundme.

[michaun]

DEADLOCH

[philosophybits]

Boundless compassion for all living beings is the surest and most certain guarantee of pure moral conduct, and needs no casuistry. Whoever is filled with it will assuredly injure no one, do harm to no one, encroach on no man's rights; he will rather have regard for every one, forgive every one, help every one as far as he can, and all his actions will bear the stamp of justice and loving-kindness.

Arthur Schopenhauer, On the Basis of Morality

[doobledabbadoo]

got around making some more htf ocs!! i honestly cant stop theyre too fun to make actually

[deithe]

jon at the top of the wall, looking out into the night: oh gods. honour and duty against love. but what of free folk? are they not people too? do I not a duty to them, even if it goes against my duty as a watchman? may the gods strike me down for what I do. And what of my siblings? Do I not have a duty to them? But, aye, it is love that drives me away from my Honour™, and so may the gods strike me down for ever wanting what is not rightfully mine (having a family)

Everyone Else at the Wall: god i can't wait to eat this boar.