#love trumps fear

[lotus-pear]

rewatched madoka magica again today bc i fucking hate myself and to absolutely no one’s surprise i went through all five stages of grief in a single evening

[princesslovinharmony]

Never Again Is Now

Never again is now—

When their hands rise, stained with deceit,

Acting like we’re blind, like we can’t see

The blood still fresh from before.

Never again is now—

When they gag our voices,

Shoving silence down our throats,

As if we’ll swallow their lies again.

Never again is now—

When they twist reality,

Force-feeding us their sick illusions,

Like we’ve forgotten their games of control.

Never again is now—

When they target the powerless,

Pointing fingers at the innocent,

Daring us to watch in silence.

You don’t have to love us—

But if you have a soul, fight.

Fight for justice, fight for truth.

Stand with us now,

Because never again is right now.

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Rewrote my earlier poem since I am getting angrier by everything happening. Feel free to share.

Nie wieder ist jetzt - Never again is now

[eugenedebs1920]

There was a moment, a moment when it seemed that the forces of old and evil were losing their control. A moment where the high water mark for corruption was altitudinous above our head, as the waters of oppression, and disengagement drained into the abysmal depths of history.

Alas, that is not the case, forces with such might do not concede, so on the story goes. With renewed belligerence, and smoldering retribution that stranglehold of old chokes progress. The argues drudge for a fairer society, the contention for equality elongated indefinitely.

The blow was a hit to the core, a noxious pain will linger. This is not the end, it’s hardly the beginning. Time to pick oneself off the ground, brush the dust off, and prepare for another round.

This divarication set before us will determine where we our future lies. Regressed to a time where the pigmentation of one’s skin rather than the content of one’s character was the defining feature set upon a person. Where just as the days of Roman crusades to convert the pagans commences. A dominant culture, an overture of subjugation, masters of men, lording their capital and superiority above the masses.

An oligarchy rule, where the fortunes of the rich will personify the very reasonings behind policy. Those whose generational wealth prohibits entrepreneurship in any form. A monopolistic grab for any competition. Ensnaring news outlets, and social media platforms in a preemptive strike against information, squashing dissent.

Simultaneously Shredding any regulations, protections, or provisions that would shield their labor force. A systemic dismantling of all knowledgeable oversight, any expert who would prove invaluable to their study, delegitimized and tossed to the curb. While celebrations of the destruction of the bureaucratic state echo through the air, the general population is reduced to serfs. Unable to afford home insurance, housing becomes scarce. Leaving the giant conglomerates to attain the very basics of humanity in their never ending pursuit of profit.

An atmosphere of contempt brews below the surface. While the air we breathe fills with the toxicity of industry. Poisoning the environment and the soul. While profiteers cherish their freedom, subduing all others.

While the top tier holds the riches they so deeply coveted, it doesn’t stop there.

The workforce so degraded, shows signs of decline. This lessening of servitude threatens the production of capital, endangering their dependency on the subsistence they crave. They have already stolen the sovereignty of a woman’s body, now it belongs the heads of state. The human race must procreate.

A depression of will, a solace not given. The heart can’t go on with such dregs. The soul can’t survive such despair.

For the elites this holds no relevance. Their conquest for finance must go forth. Their agenda of corruption is the itinerary. The itinerary is the plan.

This is one fate that may befall the American experiment. One that has already begun. There are other routes on this voyage. Though the ship has left the port.

Yet, not all hope should be lost.

For the will of the people has not been squashed.

Together a resistance can occur.

Lessening the hardships the masses may endure.

Through the fight in our heart and resolve of our grit.

We push aside the shackles that bind.

A capitulation against those who govern as kleptocratic.

With our backs to the wall our courage we find.

The ongoing battle for freedom will prevails. The momentum rising like wind in the sails. Those who lied and decided, used and deceived.

Their voices shakey with empty promises no longer received.

From the ashes of obscurity our triumph shall ring.

The forces we topple no longer supreme. For in our unity lies our strength and our reasonings.

The change of the guard exposing the treasons.

Those who have committed seditious betrayal.

Will no longer remain with a seat at the table.

for this is our nation, and this is our land. Against the forces of old and evil we take our stand.

Fighting as one we stop their invasion.

A righteous defiance of our indignations. When once we can say proudly the efforts we gave.

To reclaim the land of the free and the home of the brave.

[wawadigital]

sometimes I doubt.

[baura-bear]

what's pissing me off most about the election is how many people who have similar opinions are absolutely tearing into each other in search of someone to "blame" for the trump win. It doesn't matter what we could've done differently because at the end of the day it's done. blaming each other and turning on each other is only gonna help the white supremacists who want to run this country. so instead we need to focus on creating community so that we have a network of resistance and care built into our lives. tear into trump supporters all you want but if you are anti trump, if you were discontent with both options, if you were/are whatever, focus on people who share the same ideas as you and how you can build each other up and make your community stronger. that is where revolution begins. not yelling about ballots that have already been cast.

[good-to-drive]

There's a really specific tone people use to describe John and Paul's body language or how they looked at one other and it always sounded so strangely familiar and I FINALLY realized it's how CNN used to describe Obama and Biden back in ~2014

[filthyjanuary]

guys i only logged on to see if we were posting about bob bryar and instead im met with arcane analysis that has me fearing for my life

[g3othermal3scapism]

post-election moodboard

[gio-cosmo]

No way. No actual fucking way

[surgeonssturgeon]

????? 2025?

Anyone else got a weird feeling about 2025 since project 2025? Kind of associate that with the project now, doesn’t give me very good vibes. Of course, I’m not American. But just imagining what’s happening up there… oh boy… good luck? Im sorry? Rest in peace? Please don’t die y’all 🙏❤️

[fellthemarvelous]

Can y'all believe it hasn't even been a full month since we got the results of the 2024 election despite the fact that it feels like it's been four years already?!?!?

[deepfriedseagullfeet]

ok so apparently my mom got checked into a mental hospital because shes suicidal. because trump is president

[jackklinemybeloved]

seeing spn on trending already. nov 5th destiel election 2 election boogaloo let’s gooooo

[eugenedebs1920]

Life is a series of lessons. Trial and error. Success and failure. Despite copious amounts of planning, regardless the itinerary one had planned, even with all one’s efforts. The winds of the great magnet will ultimately choose the way.

I once told a friend, going through a rough time, ‘Man! You can swim against the current all day and you’ll end up in the same place you started. If you go with the flow, it’ll bring you to the sea.” I surprised myself with how prophetic it sounded.

Just go with the flow.

What happens when that flow takes you and those you care for, through rapids, white water, crashing and tossing the cargo most dear, you and those dearest to yous, safety, happiness, and well being?

Maybe that was the point. If you were to follow my theory, the flow was taking you where you belonged. Through the turmoil, through the chaos, through the uncertainty, so you weren’t stationary. Yet when you look upstream, that position once stagnant, looks peaceful and inviting.

If you look at it through the lens of eastern philosophy, being present in the moment because moments are eternity. From a, want is the root of all suffering and, through suffering comes enlightenment perspective, the tumultuous times are the very essence of existence.

The thing is.

It’s not me where my concern lies. My life has been a series of pain, loss , abandonment, and struggle. I’ve had to start from nothing a couple times. I am use to nothing coming easy, to everything having to be done the hard way. It’s toughened me, aided in an ability to adapt, to survive. It’s made me who I am.

It’s those who are vulnerable. Those who are easy targets. Those who are marginalized. Those who are unable, unwilling, incapable of properly defending themselves from the rapids of existence or the cruelty of others.

I can’t stand a bully. I’m a pretty big, blue collar, tradesman who has used his body to make a living for over 20 years now. There’s not a whole lot of people where, face to face, are going to try and push me around, physically threaten me. It’s not a great idea. People who bully, degrade, discriminate, or pick on others are not something that I’ve had to deal with since grade school.

Yet I see it often. I see people hurt and take advantage of people who don’t deserve it, sometimes don’t even realize it’s happening. It pisses me off! Those people who would push around someone they know do not pose a danger to them, those people, I can see right through them. Insecure and hurt children, despite the age, who, as a defense mechanism for what happened, or didn’t happen, to them, put this tough guy mask on, overly aggressive and macho. It reeks of a lack of self confidence.

They express this frustration, this anger, this lack of self worth by making others miserable, by making it hard on them because life has been hard on themselves, and why should others have it easy when everything was such a struggle in their lives. By making others feel small and powerless, for whatever reason, makes them feel the opposite. Powerful, strong, tough.

I think that’s one of the, if not the, hardest things in the outcome of the 2024 election. To know, that the most vulnerable, easiest to target, kindest people, are the ones in the line of fire. The ones who already singled out for their differences, status, or preferences in society. They are now who will be isolated to receive the blunt force of the victors.

Immigrants and their families, working hard for a better future, paying into a system they will not reap the benefits from down the line. The LGBTQ community, already ostracized for who they are. Minorities, unable to hide or pretend they aren’t the color they are, disenfranchised for years, and scapegoated unjustly. Women, treated like second class citizens for millennia, given the right to vote after those of color, or trusted to even control their own bodies by a patriarchal culture. Those with disabilities. The young. The old. The marginalized masses of America. Now more vulnerable than ever before.

It’s said that, “the cruelty is the point” when it came to Donald Trump and MAGA. I don’t disagree. These people didn’t hide their prejudices. They didn’t hide their hatred, their anger. Some politicians, some movements, will put a front on, use dog whistle. They were using a blow horn to announce their dislike of transgender people, their dislike of immigrants, their dislike of women. Their dislike of equal treatment. They ran on that shit.

The worst people, with the worst perspective, with the worst intentions, now validated in their plight. Given assurance that their xenophobic, anti-immigrant, racist tendencies and behaviors are credible. They are vindicated in their actions and hate speech.

Thats what hurts. The thought that these bullies, these assholes, these racist pricks, are given legitimacy to continue that tradition.

That those who are already unguarded in this world are now left in a place with even less protection.

It’s not fair to them! It’s not acceptable to hurt those who are the most sensitive and open. It’s not fair to isolate those who were already isolated in this turbulent world. Now it will be even harder. The current of existence submersing them in the riptide of a populous focus. How is that ok!?

It’s not. Martin Luther King Jr once said, “The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of Convenience and comfort, but where he stand in times of challenge and controversy”. Thats where those of us who can defend, must defend.

Those of us with the capability to stand up against the wrongs done to others. To defend those who are cornered and scared. To protect the rights of our fellow human, regardless whether it directly affects ourselves or not.

To protect and defend the Constitution. To safeguard democracy. To secure the rights and liberties that so many, gave so much for us to have.

Things are going to get worse before they get better. Just last week a group of Nazis where waving swastica flags outside of an Anne Frank play. The Trump administration hasn’t even began yet, but these pricks are validated that this behavior is acceptable, it’s condoned even. It’s going to get worse.

That’s why it’s important that if we can, we do. This treacherous journey has just begun, but when we come out the other side. May we be all the more better for it. All the more strong and tougher due to it. May we show that being good is far more rewarding than being a jerk.

Only through this will we get the world we want to see. Through our actions through our kindness. John Adams once said, “To be good, and to do good, is all we have to do”.

[oramn]

i am waiting for my tylenol to kick in, so here is an unpleasant experience with a coworker (who i am neutral dislike with). i traded my coworkers shift and i did a midday. I ended up working with three other people, here is the cast:

coworker 1: first gen bosnian american, she is going into her freshman year of college, she is going to play soccer there. she is muslim and her family fled bosnia during the genocide and settled where I live. she isn't too religious, but her family is

coworker 2: idk much about her, she's not very relevant to the story, but I like her, she doesn't do much at work but she's chill. she is like in her early 20's and she is married to a 50 year old that's the only interesting thing about her

coworker 3: our main antagonist. she 24 i think and is very loud and can be very obnoxious. she has been working here about as long as me (about 1 year maybe a little more a little lesss) i go back and for between liking her and not liking her. she has screamed at multiple people and has issues with controlling her emotions because of either bipolar or borderline personality disorder, not sure which.

Now lets set the scene, it's like 1pm, the tail of the lunch rush, we're in drive through, which has it's own little section unlike most paneras where it's just one production line. I'm with coworkers 1-3, i'm doing my thing, making salads when coworker 3 brings up politics and she's talking about voting.

coworker 3 is a very "tell it like it is" person but not in the blunt and honest way, but the "i don't care about other people's feelings i'm gonna say shit and not read the room" type of way. she also has said in a training thing that she thinks her biggest fault is that she's "too nice" when i know she has screamed at multiple people, giving one a panic attack (over soup).

she says she's voting for trump and starts getting very brash about it (she's maga). Now, i don't get into political conversations at work because 1.) i don't know enough to hold those conversations 2.) i'm not a very confrontational person. I do, however, interject when she says "i'm voting for trump because he's gonna make us all richer" i say "no what he's gonna do is he's gonna cut the taxes for the rich and raise the taxes on the poor"

and then she keeps going on about how she doesn't know much about politics but her dad and grandmother do so she's voting the way they're voting and also says that she doesn't think people who don't understand politics and aren't inclined to want to know more about politics should vote (which like ok girl i disagree).

at this point i'm very quiet and very uncomfortable, coworker 1 (my beloves) is also very uncomfortable and she notices that I'm uncomfortable so she tells worker 3 "hey can we not talk about politics."

coworker 3 keeps on talking, and is told 3 more times to stop talking about politics. now she ends up bringing up how she's not apart of the "woke left" right next to me: an 18 year old, gay, transgender man who transitioned as a teenager. people who repeat the rhetoric she is repeating believe that i am a little girl who was groomed by my parents into ruining my body. and she says that right. next. to. me.

now i don't know if she knows I'm trans, a lot of my coworkers don't, a lot of them just assume I'm really fucking gay, but still. she ends up stopping talking about politics later but I'm still very uncomfortable for the rest of my shift.

I gave her a hug as she was about to leave work because she was crying as she was stressed because her car was broken and it costed like a thousand to fix it and she is in a very rough spot in life right now and I hope shit gets better for her.

the end

[hanamatsuiwaoi]

it would be so crazy to come back to this account but change it instead to an Inuokko stan account. that’d be insane. crazy. but I was crazy once.