It's Only A Matter Of Time...

Random thought: do any of you folks share my sneaking suspicion that bugs that alight on your phone or computer screen are actually thrill seekers and not idiotic light fanatics? That they're just hoping for you to blast them with a rush of air from your mouth or hand, to shoo them away, so that they go on the baddest ass flight of their lives?

Just a random thought...

Peace, love and collard greens, y'all... yeah...I'm Southern... and a kilt-wearing Scotsman...

See? The barter system is truly universal.

I HAVE to enter into economic relations with a tufted squirrel. It's an imperative!

Source: everythingfox

“This little guy always bring dried seed to trade for some nuts”

(Source)

If I were inclined to wage a pointless war with someone given over to vast, sweeping generalizations, I would have to counter the OP, by asking: Does capitalism truly suck, or is it more that your grasp of that system and your aptitude for creating income and wealth suck?

I'm thinking it's the latter. Its archetypal of this site's population...

Sorry to all the BO$$ BABES out there but working sucks, money worship sucks, capitalism sucks, online influencing sucks.

You literally were arguing with them on some dumb topics swallowing their insults lmao. Tf happened to your memory

And you are? And I care why?

Forget that. Please just piss off. No one cares. And you're pathetic.

I truly wonder if people think this kind of money just magically appears. What I wonder, though, is HOW is this money generated?

Reblog if you need this energy

US nurse sues after being forced into quarantine as she returned from treating Ebola patients in Sierra Leone By Rosa Prince, New York, telegraph.co.uk

Kaci Hickox accused New York and New Jersey officials of criminalising those risking their lives to fight virus in Africa

A US nurse who says she was treated like a "criminal" after returning from caring for Ebola victims in West Africa has hire…

I applaud this nurse for her humanitarian efforts, but condemn her for lashing out because of her quarantine. She is a risk to the general welfare and for her to not submit to the quarantine is highly objectionable. I hope they keep her locked up until she proves to be disease-free.

Solitary pursuits can be quite rewarding, after all. If I'm meant to be alone at this time in my life, I may as well make the most and best use of the time. Loneliness only kills if you let it, after all.

I refuse to chase anyone anymore.

It's called shelter...

From the storm...

the siege...

the onslaught...

A place to warm your bones, your soul...

A place that fills you with comfort...

A place of gathering...

A place that feels like home...

Be exalted in your space.

I understand...

i imagine getting my own place all the time and going down to the grocery store early in the morning before everyone else and to the coffee shop and having a really small place with wide windows and lots of plants and shelves of books and a tiny kitchen where i can make tea and noodles and a bed with a pile of blankets and just a place i can make uniquely my own or maybe a place i could share with someone but i just think about this place a lot idk

For the woman I love and hold above all other people and objects: In case I never said it, I hold you as my own personal pantheon of Goddesses all encapsulated in one being. You're my Minerva (for the wisdom you've imparted to me countless times); my Athena (for your many quiet displays of fearlessness when others would have retreated, and for unveiling poetry of silent words) ; my Persephone (when you walked compassionately among the dying); my Psyche (for your unerring way of knowing my mind's brooding, and for leading me away from it); my Aphrodite (for showing me beauty in the simplest things; revealing the handsomeness I possess; challenging my rage, self-hatred, ugliness and violence with a calming touch, vocal spells to quell the tide of destruction, beauty in motion, and lessons in creativity); my Demeter (you always know how to make things grow, from our children to my gnarled, twisted heart); my Alchelois (who outshines the sun and the moon, owning all of my skies); my Astraea (whose footsteps guide me safely across dark skies); my Eris (who wins the war through love and force of soul); my Hestia (who has shown me both hearth and home, in all their incarnations); my Thalia (your wit disarms me); my Gaia (for being a force of nature); my Hebe (for breathing life and vitality into this old salted lost soul); my Kotys (for the nights you've driven me wild and shown me pleasures words cannot describe); and my Iris (whose spectrum of colors shines bright against the darkness of my worst days and promises better things through hope and love).

I would build a shrine for you, but I fear my hands would not do you justice. So I will simply choose each place in which I dwell or linger as a temple of You, and, upon bend knee, I will adore you, always...

Been there plenty of times... then I started just bleaching the hell out of the darks. Greys (and whatever color that weird orange you get from bleach is) work better for me anyway..