every presence on one’s dashboard who one sees daily posts from is a specific scent-note in an intricate perfume of digital space and implications… some of you evoke jasmine fragrance, others tobacco, others silky chocolate, others warm cinnamon. let’s do a tag chain where you tag this with what scent the person you’re reblogging from adds to your dashboard perfume
I’m getting really tired of the wise serene pacifist trope in fiction. Every committed pacifist, prison abolitionist, antiwar activist, etc I’ve ever met in real life has been vibrating with compressed rage at all times. Do you know what it’s like to believe deeply in your heart that doing harm to others is wrong and the goal of society should be to alleviate suffering for all people and live in the United States of America? IT’S NOT FUN. Show Us The Pissed-Off Pacifists.
Dude there might be a word for the emotion that is forged when someone’s deep abiding love and compassion for all people and living things welds itself into decades of built-up foaming fury at how those people been treated their whole life by those in power to create a sort of alloyed super-commitment to a set of ethical principles but i promise you “tranquility” is not that fucking word
it’s soooo easy to eat way more sugar than u should be in this country. i am always so tempted by the idea of pancakes or waffles or a huge mug of hot chocolate or sweet croissants throughout the day bc breakfast food is not just breakfast here. this is going to ruin me