Hello I'm Izzy and I drowned in Dolorosa and Singless feels again aksjaksjakks
I wanted to save this for 413 but I'm really proud of how this thingy looks! So I'm working on something else for 413... For now, have this lil snippet of thoughts Karkat has when he's out shopping with his mom Kanaya
I will forever treasure the fact that the Vantas and the Maryams always have this mother/son love going on. It's the real definition of love that goes beyond quadrants imo.
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This triangular model is a light-filled house with a wood-burning stove and solar panels attached to its slanted roof. Intended for energy production in both winter and summer, the two sources are robust enough to heat the water and provide electricity. For added assurance, the home contains another power source in case of extreme weather.
An on-site well also pumps drinking water, with any waste directed to the flower beds for filtering. These raised gardens line the perimeter of the first floor and are large enough to grow fruits and vegetables.
All images by Marcus Eliasson, courtesy of Naturvillan
If they're susceptible to their bible being re-translated, mistranslated, and then translated again in a huge process over the history of christianity, then I believe they're susceptible to anything lol
Things arenât ok in the Land of Genesis and Heave. LOGAH is a world of invention, constantly beckoning to be born. It lies on the cusp of creation, of yearning to break free from an unnatural shell imposed upon it. While the holy towers and shrines across the world, with their holy trees and sacred springs brought forth great life, acting as nodes to the power source lying around the planet, in the recent past massive towers of unknown metal have been plunged into the world, choking, stalling, and halting all of its further growth.
LOGAH is a nice world, really, truly. Lovely spring days with tall grass and gentle forests used to cover most of the planet, but now you would be lucky to find anything green besides cacti out in the bombed wastelands. The pillars of this world emulate a great arid heat, dying out all plant life and cracking and eroding the earth. The world that was once growing, that was once expanding into a verdant and peaceful place, has been lost.Â
The world is facing a mass extinction event like no other. And as the towerâs heat has begun to breed illusions, lies, and strange new monsters, LOGAH itself has not been helping, The planet is choking as its wellsprings suffer and it coils and heaves against the metallic needles piercing into it. Earthquakes come and go with such pressure and force they are like a tsunami of dust and sand, rising and falling drastically throughout the day.
The consorts, animals, and plant life are on the breaking point and it is only a matter of time until the world cracks in half, either from the black towers or the world itself. Only one person can save the world nowâŚ
Itâs up to the Knight of Life to batter the dust storms, survive the wretched heat of the wastes, and protect the last remaining life on the world before it is too late!
Denizen: Ärohirohi, the MÄori goddess of mirages.
The Illucosm, known by other names such as: the drying lands, the realm of heat and lies, the place of dying, and others, is the illusionary dreamscape that the great pillars project. Monsters of heat and hate devour all that they can as vicious, alien-like predators spawn to hunt. The Illucosm is a nightmare made manifest where everything is kept in perpetual fight and flight. Those who visit rarely return, but those who do often bring back gifts, strange plants and tokens that shouldnât be able to live out in the waste. It seems that something is growing out there⌠and the land might not be as inhospitable as it seemsâŚ
The Vestige is the central land where consorts congregate. It is a harrowing temple battered by countless storms, but remains as a shining beacon to the world. Literally. A massive blue beacon rises from the top alerting all potential enemies to their location. Vestige is a calm and safe place that harbors hope and with it, and odd complacency. Consorts rarely venture out or strike up any new ideas and they never even bother opening the ancient libraries.. Itâs almost like the consorts donât even want to learn to evolve and grow⌠- - - This post was commissioned by @help-mii-out ! If you want to commission me or support my content, you can find me @ https://ko-fi.com/kesscal or over at https://linktr.ee/Skywhale09 !
self care is over, weâre doing drugs again
im gonna lose sm weight over winter break when people see me after they'll be concerned
Trans people are 4 times more likely to develop an ed than cis people yet still majority of surveys, movies, online spaces and treatment options is heavily centred around cis people while absolutely ignoring the existence of trans people. They don't care about us at all and it's so fuck1ng tiring.
"Treat others how you want to be treated."
That phrase is one I've heard all my life growing up, yet it's clear how my family wants me to treat them.
My uncles want to be left alone, even in the worst circumstances,
my grandma wants to keep in touch and love me always,
my dad wants nothing to do with me (same as my sisters apparently) my brothers want space and nothing but space and for their annoying younger brother to stay away
and my mom.. well,
if she wants to be treated as how she treated me, then surely I should kill everything she loves, throw her to a rap!st for 1.5 years, bring men around that will treat her like shit (oh wait she already does that herself), betray her repeatedly, destroy her room and let crackheads sell everything/destroy everything she has, tell her no matter what she is to upkeep the majority of the house chores (yes even with fresh SH! cuts), tell her her medical problems are not only a burden but a detriment to how I'M living MY life and that she needs to think of the family when she complains about anything, call her a bitch, cunt, monster, manipulative, etc., call her just to scream at her for manipulating my friends into helping her get necessities out of life, neglect her in a trap house for 6 years with no outside support except begging neighbors for essentials like hygiene products, drivee with her in the vehicle but almost crash it about 5 times each time, demean, aggravate, punish, abuse her as she's abused me.
...And then tell her that she's not allowed to seek outside help or support, and not even utter a single fucking word about what goes on in the house, because as she's told me over and over, what happens in the house stays in the house.
And she still thinks she deserves forgiveness? She treats me like a criminal not knowing she's a serial killer of souls and hope.
I've forgiven her actions of the past, but that doesn't mean the pain and absolute agony of a life I once knew just disappears.
My plug doesn't have any weed and I've had trouble eating because of I which full on triggered my ed from 2 years ago.
Ah shit here we go again ig
...I wonder if this has anything to do with the compensation Uber has to do for drivers that get their cars messed up from passengers? because if they do this they not only defeat the purpose of the service, but it'll increase DUI's, car accidents, and they'll lose tons of money from the lack of drunk people being ordered rides home so they're safe instead of dead, and anyone with 2 braincells to rub together can assume this as well.