#sorry about that ;-)

[reasonsforhope]

"Helio da Silva, a retired business executive from Brazil, single-handedly planted over 41,000 trees in his hometown of Sao Paulo over the last two decades.

Flying over the Brazilian metropolis of Sao Paulo, it’s tough to miss the 3.2-kilometers-long and 100-meter-wide green strip of trees wedged between two of the city’s busiest roads. It is known as Tiquatira Linear Park, and it is the work of a single man who worked tirelessly for over 20 years in order to transform a previously dilapidated area into an actual jungle within the urban jungle that is Sao Paulo. Originally from the town of Promissao, about 500km from Sao Paulo, Helio da Silva was a successful business executive for many years, but after retiring, he took it upon himself to transform the degraded banks of the Tiquatira River into a green oasis for his community. He started planting trees there in 2003 and hasn’t stopped since.

73-year-old da Silva recently told AFP that he wanted to leave a legacy to the city that adopted him decades ago. Within the first four years of his epic project, he single-handedly planted 5,000 trees in an area that had long been abandoned and known to be frequented by drug dealers and users. His impressive feat prompted the municipality of Sao Paulo to recognize his efforts and acknowledge the area as the first linear park in Sao Paulo. This only emboldened da Silva, who continued planting native trees.

By 2020, Helio had planted more than 25,047 trees over a 3.2-km-long area, achieving a survival rate of 88 percent. For every 12 trees, he planted a fruit-bearing species in the hopes of attracting birds and animals to his green oasis. His bet paid off, as according to the municipality, 45 types of birds have been identified in the park. Today, the Tiquatira Linear Park numbers over 41,000 individual trees, and Helio da Silva doesn’t plan on stopping planting until he reaches at least 50,000 of them.

“My motivation comes from the trees themselves because trees give us flowers and fruits, absorb rainwater, attract birds and provide us with wonderful shade and fresh air,” da Silva told Common Earth.

The retired executive estimates that he spent about $7,000 per year on his tree-planting efforts since 2022, but the way he sees it, it was a worthwhile investment for himself, his family and the whole of Sao Paulo. Plus, he saved a lot of money by planting the trees himself.

Once labeled as crazy for spending most of his time planting trees in an area most people avoided, Helio da Silva is now hailed as a local hero. He sometimes receives help from like-minded nature lovers, but he is still the driving force behind this amazing project. Every Sunday, he comes to Tiquatira Park to plant more trees.

Over the years, the city gym and playground equipment, tables, benches, toilets, and Tiquatira Linear Park eventually became one of Sao Paulo’s most popular areas."

-Article via OddityCentral, October 4, 2024. Video via France24, September 26, 2024.

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Note: ONE SINGLE PERSON CAN MAKE A SUCH A DIFFERENCE

[evilphrog]

@laurasauras your tags are great

#omg and you know it kind of makes complete sense that as soon as they were removed from the context#when harrow couldn't ask crux for reality checks and wasn't exposed to his fury about gideon#that their relationship drastically improved#moving out did wonders for my relationship with my brothers in part because i got a goddamn break from them#but also because i was released from the expectation that i parent them (without them being expected to respect me)#don't get me wrong maturity helps so much and probably did with gideon and harrow too#but getting a break from that dynamic that actually genuinely relies on three parties#because i BET that whenever harrow looked confused or frustrated crux was like WHAT HAS THAT RANGA DONE NOW#(brief pause while i google to make sure ranga isn't a slur and a moment of phew because it's actually kinda cute)#yeah and obviously it helps that neither of them were trying to make each other actively miserable at canaan house because they had goals#but yes very thought provoking!!

I am forever grateful for the balanced way Harrow’s psychosis is displayed. She is a rational person. She is able to evaluate data as sharply as anyone else. Maybe even more sharply than anyone else. She just isn’t sure if the data she is evaluating is all accurate. She reads as someone who has long since adjusted to this self-doubt about reality, and possibly as someone who’s intelligence was honed specifically by the process of needing to run every observation through rationality checks. It makes her weird, socially, but it also makes her very good at processing and deduction.

[smlld]

Studying about depression + drawing the one that gave me depression

[cloverandstuff]

Also, bad time perhaps but-

HIS MOM IS FUCKING GORGEOUS AND I WOULD VERY MUCH LIKE HER HAND IN MARRIAGE PLEASE

[matchabot]

swordmaster fashion

[primediscipleofthekingofthieves]

So this is an excellent way to express something I've been struggling with recently. Therapy can be incredibly helpful when you have things you want to fix about yourself. And I mean therapy in a general sense, using things like talking over trauma with your friends, expressing repressed thoughts and feelings in safe environments, and in my case, roleplaying very angsty characters. Where therapy starts causing harm is when you try to fix things that don't need fixing. When the symptoms of anger or discomfort with the actions of others is addressed, fixed, taken care of. It can feel like care, it can feel like help, but it's appeasement.

I had a falling out with a friend recently. Of course I blame myself for everything, because cptsd and all kinds of maladaptive shit, but their parting sentiment was "go to therapy." "Fix yourself." "I hope you find Love and Grace and" it's just the most insidious shit.

I struggle to express when someone is hurting me.

My response to this is to surround myself only with people who won't hurt me.

Is that something that needs fixing? Is that a problematic pattern of behavior? Well, according to some people, yes, because they want access to me. I have alienated coworkers, family, even close friends, because I will not change, I will not mold myself to them. Of course there's things I need to work on. Of course, you think I don't know that? But I'll never, ever fix that part of myself. The part that says I deserve to be safe.

i don't know how to communicate to people that therapy is not an ontological good-- that, when performed "correctly," it's still harmful and coerces the patient into expressing and processing their emotions normatively so as to make them more suited for labor under a capitalist system

[chrrywvea]

logan purrs when he's asleep. he purrs like a content little cat when he's smushed into wade's side, his whole adamantium weight pressing into wade who doesn't really mind because ✨️who in their right mind says no to wolvie cuddles✨️ (wade uses him as a weighted blanket anyway, who needs air pffffft he doesn't)

but HOLY MARVEL JESUS he has a silent freak out the first time he discovers logan purring in his sleep during one of their movie binges. (they have weekly movie nights fight me)

a healthy (not) bout of cuteness aggression happens that night and even though wade is a little confused both by the fact that logan actually fell asleep on him and that HE IS PURRING OH MY GOD- he doesn't fight it and even naps with him (the best sleep both of them have ever had considering lots of nights are full with nightmares and insomnia)

and the thing is- wade very carefully talks to some of the surviving xmen in their universe about it and they just go 🤔🤨❓️ because not one of them has ever seen or heard logan do this (i'd imagine maybe kayla or mariko, scott even - logan told him about them, but hey wade can't really ask them can he) and then wade REALIZES and it hits him SO hard. logan is comfortable with him. he's at ease and relaxed enough in his presence to allow himself to slip into his slightly more animalistic traits without having to fear any judgement or rejection. he. is. comfortable. and wade maybe cries a little (a lot) at that realisation, holding logan even tighter when it happens again - the older man slumped against him during one of their movie nights, sleeping tight and soft purrs vibrating deep from his chest

[the-thing-inside-your-closet]

Who Started The Fire?

From the prompts list:

“That’s my emotional support entity of questionable moral standing.”

Batman stared down the two teens standing before him. The boy was pointedly looking anywhere but the Bat’s face, finding more interest in the dirt and gravel crunching under his shoes. Meanwhile, the girl stood with her arms crossed, head held high, meeting Batman’s gaze with a defiant glare that wouldn’t be out of place on any of his own children’s faces.

Behind them lay the smoking remains of what was once a warehouse that had been used as a front for a weapons smuggling operation that the bats had collectively spent the past few weeks investigating. Although their investigation had taken longer than anticipated thanks to this group’s rather impressive security, they had been so close to a breakthrough…when the place had gone up in an inferno.

When the Gotham vigilantes had first arrived on the scene the fire had been so intense that they’d had to put in their gas masks to avoid any inhaling any of the thick black smoke from not only the fire, but also whatever chemicals may have potentially been within the building that would have been released into the air.

Batman’s initial hypothesis had been that the group had become aware of their investigation and burned the place to avoid any evidence being discovered while they moved locations. However, that theory had been shelved when Red Hood had announced the presence of charred bodies amongst the rubble, and evidence of explosives having been used in multiple area where the building’s structure had been the weakest. Whoever had been inside had not had any warning of the blaze that had swallowed the building too fast for them to get to safety, and with the structure being compromised from the explosions all exists had been blocked, preventing the inhabitant’s escape. Red Hood and Nightwing had been discussing potential suspects as Batman and Red Robin searched for any evidence that could have survived the destruction, when a clattering sound followed by the sound of voices hushing each other had altered all of the on scene bats to the presence of possibly several unknowns.

The two teens had been apprehended quickly and ushered to the side, far enough away from the scene of the fire to avoid them overhearing details of the investigation and to prevent any potential tampering. Accidental or otherwise. The teens had been stubborn in their refusal to answer any of the bat’s questions to their presence. Nobody knew why they were there, where they had come from, and they had even refused to disclose their names. Oracle, unfortunately, was sick with the flu and had been gently ordered to rest by Agent A. Batman was nevertheless confident that they would be able to discover their identities quickly either once they had returned to the cave or if they could get the kids to talk.

He would have asked Red Hood to speak with the teens, he was the best with kids. And if caught up in anything illegal they often seemed to respond better to him due to his more ambiguous morals and reputation for ensuring kid’s safety. Both from rouges and in some cases, the rest of the bats and birds. But he had been needed in Crime Ally after he had been alerted to a gunfight breaking out between two gangs who had been more hostile and antagonistic in recent months. Nightwing had accompanied him, and Spoiler had diverted from her patrol route to assist. That left Batman and Red Robin behind to deal with both the police and the frustratingly stubborn teens.

Batman resisted the urge to punch the bridge of his nose as yet another question was blatantly ignored by both kids. The boy had begun fiddling with the sleeved of his letterman jacket and the girl had taken to checking her manicured nails for any dirt or imperfections.

Just as he was about to turn the questioning over to one of the on scene police officers, a writhing mass of shadow had emerged from the girl’s shadow. Two tendrils of black smoke reached out to wrap themselves around the wrists and hands of both teens, who had in turn glanced down at their hands and smiled.

“We’re fine,” the boy had muttered quietly, “no need to worry.”

“What is that?” Batman asked, eyeing the mass with a cautious suspicion. He wanted to believe it wasn’t hostile given the kids reactions to it. But this was Gotham.

The girl shot him another glare, one hand on her hip while the other remained in the hold of whatever the shadowy mass was.

“That sir,” she spat out the first word with such venom to her tone that Batman almost flinched, “is our emotional support entity of questionable moral standing.”

[th3e-m4ng0]

oughhhhh i put them all together with duck tape and autism

[friedensamulett]

返信機能に全然慣れていないせいでめちゃめちゃ変なことをしてしまっている……。読みにくくて申し訳ございません( ; › ᷄ᾥ ᷅‹)

時々、私は自分の今を生きているのか、それとも過去を生きているのか、はたまた未来を死んでいるのかよくわからなくなる。

モザイク状にある自分の過去と今。

見えない今と未来。

生き残りなのか、死に損ないなのか。

それとも自分を生きていると勘違いしている何かなのか。

時間も、自分の正体もよくわからない。

ただひとつわかっているとしたら、良くも悪くも記憶に縋って暮らしているということくらいだろうか。

多分私は、光の中では生きられない、闇の中でどうにか自分をがんじがらめにして大人しく生きて行くしか仕方がないのでしょう。

光に暮らすふりをして、暗闇に倒れ込む毎日を過ごしているうちに、ふと過去を思い出して苦しむ。

でも、過去の方がずっと力強く生きていた。

力強く、力強く。

今更どうしたら力強くなんかなれるのでしょうか。

もっと頑張らないと。頑張らなければ。

せめて自分に、過去の自分に、今の自分に、未来の自分に、苦しみ全てに、一矢報いたい。

[neonbuck]

I haven’t been able to sell many slots for my bigger types of commissions this month, so I’ve been struggling to make ends meet while I try to get a job. I was going to link my ko fi again but I’m so tired of asking for money it makes me feel horrible

[remxedmoon]

seeing eye to eye.

im going to be real i only made this for the sake of the caption. i was proud of it!! aaaa i’ve had the sketch for this done for like… 2 weeks now? i just didn’t really know how i actually wanted to execute it!! and i remembered seeing that one 3d glasses trend on twitter a while back! and i think it worked pretty well teehee :3

also as a sidenote, this is probably the fastest ive ever finished a drawing? this only took, like, an hour. which isn’t that surprising, this is a pretty simple drawing, it’s just interesting to me! and a little funny given it took me 2 weeks to get back to this. i really procrastinated for weeks over this??

anyways!!! here’s some alt versions with both sides! because i think they look cool!

[once-in-a-blood-moon]

Being immortal and married to Solomon means that every century that passes, you both hold a little ceremony on the anniversary of your wedding day to renew your vows.

You both get dressed in the attire you wore from the first wedding, kept away safely for special occasions like these. Solomon’s heart stops every. single. time. he sees you as those same old feelings of pure awe return as if he were marrying you for the first time all over again. Of course, you feel much of the same seeing him with his hair slicked back, knowing he only does that for very important occasions. That pretty shade of pink (a shade you’ve come to favor), dusts his cheeks the moment you both lock eyes…and it’s nothing short of beautiful.

Declarations are shared from memory, though no two declarations are the same. You both always have something new to say to the other, whether it’s of fond memories of the experiences you’ve had throughout the years or of feelings that never cease to grow. Anyone who gets to witness this moment will believe that no two souls are more perfect together than yours and Solomon’s. You both just glow from the sweetness of the day as you welcome in a new century of love and joy together.

[you-need-not-apply]

No no it’s like sibling rivalry but it’s between mutuals instead

My lips are so chapped that they're hurting

[iizubuzu]

Happy Splatoween. . .

my ko-fi!

i got this idea super last minute so ignore the quality

[felineandhustle]