helping my homie on his first time (based on this tweet)
Your 20s are for lusting after furniture you can’t afford actually
hrrrggghhhh......philosophy of art......praxis.........the idea that a certain level of complexity or a certain kind of technical skill is what qualifies something as art is bullshit.............so you have to think that way about your own art too you have to be consistent.........you have to choose how you refer to your art thoughtfully to reflect this or it will never sink into your brain..............save me jacob geller video essay "Who's Afraid of Modern Art" ............
BISAN IS AFRAID THIS MAY BE HER LAST VIDEO. THE OCCUPATION IS PLANNING TO INVADE NASSER HOSPITAL IN KHAN YUNIS, THE LAST FUNCTIONING HOSPITAL IN THE GAZA STRIP.
SHE WANTS PEOPLE TO SHARE THIS. PLEASE, PLEASE REBLOG.
This isn't the first time. Last year, the IDF would leave behind explosives disguised to look like toys (they did this in Lebanon as well)
I never understood why God would tell Abraham to sacrifice Isaac. It always seemed cruel - but isn’t God supposed to be a loving father and a just ruler? How could telling a righteous man to kill his own child be fair?
And then you go back and read the story. Abraham, a righteous follower of God, had failed. He and Sarah couldn’t tolerate the presence of their slave Hagar since Isaac had been born. They hated her child Ishmael. (Abraham’s child too, remember. Just as much as Isaac was.) Abraham gave Hagar a death sentence - he sent her out into the desert with her son and left her to die there. To die of thirst, of heat, of exhaustion, of hunger, of fear.
Yet God saw Hagar. A slave, a foreigner, a mother to an illegitimate child, an imposter - those were human words for her. God looked down and said My Daughter, My Beloved, You Brave and Selfless Mother - I see you. He overturned the sentence Abraham had set and not only provided water to save the lives of Hagar and Ishmael but whispered the same promise in Hagar’s ear that He had whispered in Abraham’s. Maybe He took her to a hill and showed her the stars too. Maybe He sent a soft breeze across the desert to stir the sand and say to Hagar - your children will outnumber these. The God of living water has seen you.
And then God turned to Abraham and said your turn. Take your son, your beloved son, Abraham, the promise for your future, and take the life from his lungs. You had no remorse to do the same thing to Ishmael - Ishmael, your son. And Abraham felt the sun burning his face and his body faint from thirst and walking through the wilderness, and he felt the pain in his heart at the fear of losing his child. For a moment, he sees through Hagar’s eyes, squinting from the sun and sting of sand. And this time Abraham listens. This time he obeys God - and obedience comes in the form of the sun glinting off a knife, of Isaac’s terrified sobs. God does not need to say this act is justice. No words could make Abraham understand deeper than the terror and grief in his chest.
Mercy comes for Abraham as it came for Hagar first.
Ishmael and Isaac are both spared, both protected, both children of the same promise.
The sacrifice was never just a test. It was not some story to confuse or contradict the character of God.
It was justice for Hagar, justice from the God who sees.
Art is a kind of surgery. Something must be removed from inside of you. The process will irreversibly change you but if you don't go through with it you will continue to be poisoned. Are you listening this is important. You have to do it yourself like in Saw
Me too buddy :/
...at a complete loss for where you'd even start without access to a pharmacy? I CAN help with that!
An Anarchist Free Herbal is a zine that's intended to help people start thinking about autonomous medicine in concrete, practical terms. It won't answer your dire questions--because we all start as beginners! What it will do is get you set up with some skills to start turning those big, scary, hard to think about questions into a set of smaller, researchable, solvable questions. Itll give an idea of some of what's out there in terms of medical approaches that aren't reliant on industrial production, and an array of basic skills (from research to making medicines) that you can build on as you continue learning.
You can read it here as an ebook/pdf for free, or not free if you want to be very nice to ur local cripple herbalist. Got money? Lucky you! You can get a physical copy in the mail at-cost AND donate one to someone else in one fell swoop right here for $12 (or more!). Don't got money? Me neither! You can request one o them donated physical copies by emailing mildewamyx(at)protonmail(dot)com and telling me where to send it.
Good luck!
Laptops are always so much more Fucked than phones in my experience. A laptop is like a beautiful horse that wants nothing more than to break all of its legs. A decently solid android phone will act normal