roachpatrol:

“People who dismiss the unemployed and dependent as ‘parasites’ fail to understand economics and parasitism. A successful parasite is one that is not recognized by its host, one that can make its host work for it without appearing as a burden. Such is a ruling class in a capitalist society.”

— Jason Read (via finedineonmyvegangenitalia)

thisisallthehattersfault:

Hunger Games didn’t really eat holes in my brain the way that it did for some other people but god the opening lines. The opening lines. Katniss wakes up in bed and immediately, instinctively reaches beside her, only to find the bed empty and cold. Before we even know her name – before we know literally anything about her or this world or her place in that world – we know that she loves someone. We know that she is reaching for where Prim should be, sleeping safe and warm beside her, but Prim is not there. She is not there, and her half of the bed is cold and empty.

People talk about characters being “doomed by the narrative” when most of the time the character was literally just a well-foreshadowed death, but Prim WAS doomed by the narrative. It’s the very first thing we learned. It’s the most key, integral, important piece of information we’re given about everything that is about to happen: Every single choice Katniss makes is to protect her little sister, and it isn’t enough. In the end, Prim still dies. Prim was dead before the story even started.

Katniss, reaching. Prim’s side of the bed was cold and empty. There is no version of this story where Prim could have been saved.

Katniss, reaching. The very first thing she does in the series. She wakes, and she reaches, but Prim is already gone.

THAT is how you do Doomed By The Narrative.

Edit: Also it is key that there was literally nothing Katniss could have done differently. If she had not acted to save Prim, Prim would not have survived the Hunger Games. But by acting to save Prim, Katniss accidentally kicked off an entire rebellion and ultimately massively increased the amount of danger Prim was actually in. The key is that this is irrelevant. If Katniss had done literally anything differently, Prim still would have died. If Katniss had faltered or changed course at any point, Prim still would have died. There was never a point where Katniss could have changed Prim’s fate.

There’s no version of this story where Prim lives to see the end of it. She’s dead before the story begins. That’s doomed by the narrative.

decepticonsensual:

It’s never too late, you know.

It’s never too late to find your people; to work your way to believing that you are worthy of attention and affection and love (you are); to emerge and, little by little, let yourself be seen.

Maybe you think you screwed up previous chances. Maybe you did! It’s okay. You can try again, if it’s something you want.

While you’re breathing, you have time.

plantyhamchuk:

rewind-on-purpose:

https://www.abc.net.au/news/2020-08-22/food-plant-solutions-malnutrition-farming-edible-plants/12580732

https://fms.cmsvr.com/fmi/webd/Food_Plants_World

This guy is my new hero. I LOVE learning about native food plants that just grow everywhere without human help.

The database is a little clunky to use (especially on a phone), but still loads of excellent information.

Here’s their website - Food Plant Solutions - and they can use volunteers! And $ of course. What they really need help with is connecting with NGOs/groups on the ground already working in countries, to get them access to the database. They also need help from formally trained agronomists, people good with website stuff, and people good at marketing / getting the word out about their project.

persianmom-deactivated20251026:

your only job on this earth is to be so intrinsically yourself that the right people gravitate toward you and the wrong people move out of your way

blackbeltkitten2:

gluten-free-pussy:

hrmsketches:

royalhans:

polar opposite of this post

animution11:

gluten-free-pussy:

I was high off my ass last night and had this dream where I was in this dense ass forest and sitting there was a tall woman. She was so tall I couldn’t see her face but she was wearing gold and I was like “uh…hi?” And she said “I made you, do you know that?” And I nodded and she was like “I hear your thoughts. Why do you hate my creation? Why do you try to destroy yourself? I made you perfect as you are. Please don’t break my heart”. Then she started crying and it flooded and I woke up with fucking heart palpitations like what does it Mean™️????

inspiration struck and would not let me go until i drew this

This is really beautiful!!!

Oh fuck