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"Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars and see yourself running with them."
- Marcus Aurelius

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they say it happened because a kid threw a stone—
because he crossed his boundaries,
because he dared to stare down the barrel of a gun
wrap his lips around it
and whisper,
“I’ll swallow you whole.”

on a soil fertilized by blood,
children walk with the spines of men,
fighting for what’s left of their homes.
girls with eyes of flint
and bones of steel
use their small hands to dig inadequate graves—
when they can.
mostly, they gather stones to line their pockets.
mostly, they bend with the weight of loss on their backs.

in the comfort of my bedroom, miles away,
I can hear them:
voices carried on a wind
that smells of gunpowder and acid.
a little boy crying, “my sisters, my sisters,”
a girl asking, “what have you done to my brother?”
a mother pleading, “please, me instead,”
a people demanding, “justice.”
I can hear them,
hear the wails that rip through ribcages,
hear the blasts that rip through lives.

and if you dare to call this war,
I will tear my mouth open and scream.

This is NOT war,
can never be called something so noble—
this is murder, murder murder,
more than a hundred dead,
nearly a thousand wounded.
this is heartbreak.

This is not war.
These are not truths,
but the media telling a story through a kaleidoscope lens,
spewing garbage and lies.
This is not unity,
but division, abandonment, pettiness.
This is not fair.
This is not right.

Palestine, Palestine,
we are with you.
we are standing by you.
we will beat at the walls till our knuckles are bloody,
until our spines fold and our knees buckle
from the force of our stance.
we will yell until they can’t help but listen.
we will push and push and push
til the fall of the barricade,
til justice is served,
til every bit of debris is cleared away.

No, I am not Palestinian—
I’m human, and that’s enough for me to say:
Palestine, I am with you,
I will protest til my voice is raw and horse,
I will protest til it’s over.

Palestine, We are With You \ Ayah E. (via steelstories)

Why are conservatives furious whenever someone mention “welfare” or tax dollars benefitting the poor, but whenever someone suggests cutting the billions of dollars (US tax dollars) sent to Israel they accuse you of being un-American?

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"you say you’re lookin’ for someone to pick you up each time you fall. to gather flowers constantly and to come each time you call, and will love you for your life, and nothin’ more… but it ain’t me, babe."

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"where’s the straight pride parade?!"

go outside

there you go

you found it





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ok but I just really love the names they give them

"The Ridiculous Potato"

"The Unfortunate Clementine"

I’m giggling it’s like a team of ragtag misfit superheroes

I love the sometimes absolutely ugly but completely tasty produce that comes out of my garden.

There is a delivery program like this in my state and I keep bugging my family to try it


"She’s really pretty for a black girl"


“He’s really cool for a gay guy”


“She’s doing really well for a woman”



Post-it Notes Left on the Train

Writer and illustrator October Jones, the creative genius behind Text From Dog and these funny train commute doodles, is at it again with these hilarious motivational post-it notes that he leaves on the train and in other random places.The upbeat doodles, which star Jones’ adorable character Peppy the Inspirational Cat, convey positive and funny messages meant to motivate daily commuters. Whether you’re feeling the Monday blues or in need of some encouragement, Jones’ delightful post-it notes are sure to brighten your day and remind you just how awesome you are.

Via My Modern Metropolis 





Early 70’s behind the scenes of Sesame Street with the Muppets.



The top pic, featuring an orange Oscar the Grouch, is literally the best of the bunch.