So, India Is Dying.

So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.

A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.

There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.

There is no plan.

Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.

Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.

We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.

This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.

We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.

People are dying.

People are dying and there is no plan.

More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.

My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.

Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.

But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.

She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.

So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.

If you can, donate.

Or spread the word.

Help. Please.

A sudden, terrifying thought

When you see an animal with its eyes set to the front, like wolves, or humans, that’s usually a predator animal.

If you see an animal with its eyes set farther back, though—to the side—that animal is prey.

Now look at this dragon.

See those eyes?

They’re to the SIDE.

This raises an interesting—and terrifying—question.

What in the name of Lovecraft led evolution to consider DRAGONS…

As PREY?

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3 years ago

Content bc even though i’m in a funk i also have the self-awareness to know why i’m in a funk (bad sleep for the past week, some stress/behind on some things, messy room) and i’m being patient w myself as i slowly climb out of it. A few years ago I would have spiraled and let this mood run the rest of my semester, but learning that these things are temporary, understanding why they’re happening, and *patiently* and steadily allowing myself to take steps to clean myself up and feel better is like…..the healthiest I’ve ever been in terms of emotional regulation.

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waltersbelieveitornotemporium

3 years ago

women in stem pages...i women in love you <3

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3 years ago

mad scientists should understand that your assistant does not solely exist to serve you. you serve each other. your skill sets and quirks complement the other’s. you have difficulty with a couple of calculations often required of your work, so your assistant jots them out themselves. your assistant’s hands have a tendency to shake, so you handle the more delicate aspects of certain experiments. you both take over when the other has tired from hauling corpses or quelling upset specimens. you bring each other food and drink in the wee hours of the morning, when you have been too focused on your research to even begin to think of anything else. your assistant throws a blanket over your shoulders when you pass out on the lab bench, so you gently carry them off to bed the next time you see that they have done the same. you are the same, you are equal. you have so much to discover together.

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