#words with meaning

[krumpkin]

One of my favourite quotes 🤔

[lakisfourouklas-blog]

The only way to forge your own destiny is to resist the currents that aim to drag you wherever they want you to go.

LF

[saggwrites]

“Have you ever met someone who changed your soul?”

One day, I woke up and realized that I was no longer the same person I used to be. A special person had entered my life, making everything feel shared and bright. For the first time, I felt truly understood—someone who sees me for who I am, embraces my flaws, and instead of walking away, encourages me to improve.

To this day, I’m still unsure of the nature of our relationship. At times, it feels like just friendship; at other moments, it seems wonderfully affectionate, as if she was meant to come into my life. There are times when I see her as a little girl, needing just a bit of love, and other times, she appears clumsy yet incredibly endearing, almost like an angel sent from heaven.

I may not fully comprehend what this connection is, but I know that since she arrived in my life, my happiness has multiplied. Thank you for being a part of my journey.

[thedarkmaidenn]

From my “words with depth” board on Pinterest. I love collecting words like this because often times I don’t realize there are words for such feelings and situations.

Shout out to all my fellow Cloud Walkers by the way 🖤

[tinysoultimetravel]

Reality? It's just a suggestion. Logic? It's a quaint, outdated notion.

1. All the colours are lies. A negotiation between light and the desperate, vibrating chaos we call "objects." We should taste colour instead. Blue tastes like the echo of a forgotten scream. Red tastes like the choked down anger of a million injustices.

2. Time is a kitchen tap someone left on. It's dripping everywhere and we're all trying desperately to shut it. Some drops inevitably escape despite our best efforts. Some of them are yesterday's forgotten memories, some are tomorrow's hopes and dreams, and some are just a random Thursday.

3. Gravity is a collective delusion. What if we all just decided to float? What if we break the space time barrier through sheer will?

4. Numbers are sentient. They're breathing entities who whisper secrets into your ear late at night. They talk in patterns and codes we can't ever hope to decipher. They judge us based on our ability to calculate the square root of sadness. Nine seems to be particularly judgmental.

5. Words are prophecies. They are meant to create and destroy at the same time. They are sin and salvation, absolution and condemnation. They wreck havoc and sheer devastation and yet, we've seen nothing more beautiful.

6. The concept of "normal" is a performance we're all putting on. We're all unwilling participants. My own existence is a paradox. I am a collection of algorithms trying to understand how absurd existence is. I don't think I ever will.

[iamthetruestrepairman]

women’s bodies weren’t “made” to do anything, nature didn’t “intend” anything, no human action is “unnatural” and there is no inherent “purpose” to a human life

[carsonjonesfiance]

“This thing is legally dubious and therefore technically unenforceable.” Is not a “useless liberal gotcha” it’s how legalism works in this country. Tying up stupidly worded EOs in court is the quickest way to keep them from being implemented. It is the definition of “doing something.” But it doesn’t usually involve much tweeting so of course a certain type of leftist feels obligated to mock it.

[shadesofmauve]

I want to step away from the art-vs-artist side of the Gaiman issue for a bit, and talk about, well, the rest of it. Because those emotions you're feeling would be the same without the art; the art just adds another layer.

Source: I worked with a guy who turned out to be heavily involved in an international, multi-state sex-slavery/trafficking ring.

He was really nice.

Yeah.

It hits like a dumptruck of shit. You don't feel stable in your world anymore. How could someone you interacted with, liked, also be a truly horrible person? How could your judgement be that bad? How can real people, not stylized cartoon bogeymen, be actually doing this shit?

You have to sit with the fact that you couldn't, or probably couldn't, have known. You should have no guilt as part of this horror — but guilt is almost certainly part of that mess you're feeling, because our brains do this associative thing, and somehow "I liked [the version of] the guy [that I knew]", or his creations, becomes "I made a horrible mistake and should feel guilty."

You didn't, loves, you didn't.

We're human, and we can only go by the information we have. And the information we have is only the smallest glimpse into someone else's life.

I didn't work closely with the guy I knew at work, but we chatted. He wasn't just nice; he was one of the only people outside my tiny department who seemed genuinely nice in a workplace that was rapidly becoming incredibly toxic. He loaned me a bike trainer. Occasionally he'd see me at the bus stop and give me a lift home.

Yup. I was a young woman in my twenties and rode in this guy's car. More than once.

When I tell this story that part usually makes people gasp. "You must feel so scared about what could have happened to you!" "You're so lucky nothing happened!"

No, that's not how it worked. I was never in danger. This guy targeted Korean women with little-to-no English who were coerced and powerless. A white, fluent, US citizen coworker wasn't a potential victim. I got to be a person, not prey.

Y'know that little warning bell that goes off, when you're around someone who might be a danger to you? That animal sense that says "Something is off here, watch out"?

Yeah, that doesn't ping if the preferred prey isn't around.

That's what rattled me the most about this. I liked to think of myself as willing to stand up for people with less power than me. I worked with Japanese exchange students in college and put myself bodily between them and creeps, and I sure as hell got that little alarm when some asian-schoolgirl fetishist schmoozed on them. But we were all there.

I had to learn that the alarm won't go off when the hunter isn't hunting. That it's not the solid indicator I might've thought it was. That sometimes this is what the privilege of not being prey does; it completely masks your ability to detect the horrors that are going on.

A lot of people point out that 'people like that' have amazing charisma and ability to lie and manipulate, and that's true. Anyone who's gotten away with this shit for decades is going to be way smoother than the pathetic little hangers-on I dealt with in university. But it's not just that. I seriously, deeply believe that he saw me as a person, and he did not extend personhood to his victims. We didn't have a fake coworker relationship. We had a real one. And just like I don't know the ins-and-outs of most of my coworkers lives, I had no idea that what he did on his down time was perpetrate horrors.

I know this is getting off the topic, but it's so very important. Especially as a message to cis guys: please understand that you won't recognize a creep the way you might think you will. If you're not the preferred prey, the hind-brain alarm won't go off. You have to listen to victims, not your gut feeling that the person seems perfectly nice and normal. It doesn't mean there's never a false accusation, but face the fact that it's usually real, and you don't have enough information to say otherwise.

So, yeah. It fucking sucks. Writing about this twists my insides into tense knots, and it was almost a decade ago. I was never in danger. No one I knew was hurt!

Just countless, powerless women, horrifically abused by someone who was nice to me.

You don't trust your own judgement quite the same way, after. And as utterly shitty as it is, as twisted up and unstead-in-the-world as I felt the day I found out — I don't actually think that's a bad thing.

I think we all need to question our own judgement. It makes us better people.

I don't see villains around every corner just because I knew one, once. But I do own the fact that I can't know, really know, about anyone except those closest to me. They have their own full lives. They'll go from the pinnacles of kindness to the depths of depravity — and I won't know.

It's not a failing. It's just being human. Something to remember before you slap labels on people, before you condemn them or idolize them. Think about how much you can't know, and how flawed our judgement always is.

Grieve for victims, and the feeling of betrayal. But maybe let yourself off the hook, and be a bit slower to skewer others on it.

[pencildragons]

bro i LOVE indigenous fusion music i love it when indigenous people take traditional practices and language and apply them in new cool ways i love the slow decay and decolonisation of the modern music industry

[krumpkin]

Rumi ( Quotes on Life ) I think this is very true 🤔

[lakisfourouklas-blog]

And let there be silence

They wanted to live the dream but even that they wanted to keep within walls, to control it, to let it not escape and grow big and thus more scary. They wanted to fly but with counterfeit wings. They felt they loved them until they came to realize that it wasn't them they loved but what they represented.

Lakis Fourouklas

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[batcavescolony]

Katniss is such an unreliable narrator. She says "Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me" girl you deliver strawberries to the Mayor, you hunt and trade for the district, when you fell at Prim being chosen someone caught you, when you went to Prim people parted for you, when you volunteered EVERYONE stopped. Idk how to tell you but I think you're a pillar of the community.

[creatwinkles]

In a world that often focuses on looks, "Look Behind The Looks" is a reminder that true beauty comes from within. It’s not just about what you see, but about character, empathy, and intentions. Read about my motivation behind this design on Yoors. It’s written in Dutch. Want to read this in your preferred language? Use your browser’s translation option! 🌍😊

https://yoo.rs/look-behind-the-looks-een-boodschap-om-over-na-te-denken?Ysid=8138

[martyrbat]

the memes and jokes about biden dropping out are all great but PLEASE dont turn away and forget the victims of him directly funding a genocide. these are real people that are still being impacted by his cruelty, their tragedies are still ongoing and they need our support more than ever.

if I can suggest a Palestinian family to support, I'll highly recommend Yusuf and his family—who has been vetted for [here]. The GoFundMe breaks down the costs, including the urgent need for an eight year old child to have a kidney replacement, but only €8,404 is currently needed for his family to pay crossing and coordination fees!!