it is irresponsible and vainglorious to make aid about you. it is tempting. there’s this narrative - which I’ve discussed before, in a fictional context - of swooping into someone’s distress and saving them.
but it’s a trap. if you are really doing it for the sake of the people you’re helping, and not for your own ego, then it must be about them - their needs, their struggles. as someone outside their situation, you’re uniquely ill-equipped to actually know what’s best for them. when you superimpose your own assumptions of what they need instead of what they’re actually asking for, it is never to their benefit and often to their harm. they’re the heroes of their own stories, and it’s better to be the genie who facilitates their victory than the wizard who does stuff unilaterally (and often complicates the problem or makes it worse).
when acting from a position of privilege on behalf of those without it, listen before you act.
|—||김성수 (via peaceshannon)|
“Apparently other than writing famous cosmic horror fiction Lovecraft was also known for the nerdiest sounding letters.” - My brother
oh my god
revolutionary girl utena designs | the shadow girls
Today: I was out of whole wheat flour so I tried a simple white loaf instead.
Came out fine. Also, confirmed that putting the dough in the fridge for eight hours will raise it just as well as putting it in a warm place for one.
I put some granulated garlic and dry rosemary in it but it’s barely tasteable.
is this one of those trollface parodies
|—||Dr. Tyson: Neil DeGrasse Tyson Said What He Thinks About Race Now That He’s Made It, And Almost Nobody Noticed (via astronomerinprogress)|
Let’s be 100% real here Homura would seriously benefit from a therapist
one of the things I like about the MSY (the magical girl union from TtS) is that
A new religious statue in the town of Davidson, N.C., is unlike anything you might see in church.
The statue depicts Jesus as a vagrant sleeping on a park bench. St. Alban’s Episcopal Church installed the homeless Jesus statue on its property in the middle of an upscale neighborhood filled with well-kept townhomes.
Jesus is huddled under a blanket with his face and hands obscured; only the crucifixion wounds on his uncovered feet give him away.
The reaction was immediate. Some loved it; some didn’t.
"One woman from the neighborhood actually called police the first time she drove by," says David Boraks, editor of DavidsonNews.net. "She thought it was an actual homeless person."
That’s right. Somebody called the cops on Jesus.
High in the upper airs, beyond the clouds that paint the welkin and the firmament, at the heart of ten thousand crystal palaces and myriad celestial courts, there is the SKY THRONE. Who sits upon the SKY THRONE reigns over sun and wind and earth by her decree, speaking the seasons by fiat. It is claimed by four queens, sisters and lovers and nemeses, and there names are thus[…]