“I do not believe that just because you’re opposed to abortion that that makes you pro-life. In fact, I think in many cases, your morality is deeply lacking. If all you want is a child born but not a child fed, not a child educated, not a child housed, and why would I think that you don’t? Because you don’t want any tax money to go there. That’s not pro-life. That’s pro-birth. We need a much broader conversation on what the morality of what pro-life is.”—Sister Joan Chittister (via surdoues)
I hadn’t checked the mail in a few days, but there was a new Lego catalog in there. I paged through it and kept a running tally in my mind. I could easily drop $1500 at a Lego store right now. Easily, except that I don’t have $1500 to spend right now. Maybe I’ll try $15 instead.
They say your brain is attuned to certain wavelengths of light: you can reset your internal clock by getting sunlight early in the morning. I just went and sat outside, under a bright blue sky. Beautiful. Still almost fell asleep at least 4 times. And I’m not quite sure about the “almost.”
I frequently have this argument with myself: When I’m this tired, should I try to stay up, so that I potentially can get to sleep at a decent hour tonight? Or should I take a nap, so that I’m not completely useless all day? Doctors have told me to do the former; I tend to believe the latter will be more conducive to quality of life. I tend to do the former, though.
I’m afraid of how hot it might get this summer, because Arizona has had a mild winter while the rest of the country has suffered. So I suspect we’ll suffer at the other end of the temperature scale in a couple of months. I doesn’t always work that way, though. But the heat has gotten hard for me to handle since I got sick. It sucks the life right out of me.
If it weren’t for so much of my support system being down here in Phoenix, I’d move back to northern Arizona. It may only be 5-10 degrees cooler, but those few degrees make a big difference. And the nights are much cooler—city pavement retains a lot of heat—and darker. I’d like to be able to wander out on a moonless night and see the Milky Way. The stars are good for my soul.
I love pirates because they have no concept on albeism. oh you have no leg? here have a peg leg. no hand?? well guess we gotta put a hook on that, give those sons of bitches a surprise. Blind in one eye, put an eyepatch on no one fucking cares, youre deaf??? go man the canons you glorious bastard.They dont care if youre disabled bcus as long as you can fuck shit up they literally dont fucking care.
Fun fact: Tonight I will experience what only a small portion of the country ever has- 2:00 am to 2:59 am on the first night of Daylight Savings. Yes, in this secret, unknowable hour, hidden away from much of the country, powerful, eldritch secrets can be found.
Hawaii uses this time each year to receive the secrets of pineapple from an alternate dimension riddled with deliciousness that would warp our fragile minds. While Arizona will this year use the Hidden Hour to re-up the demonic pact that keeps Joe Arpaio alive. Fuck this state.
“The brain may take advice, but not the heart, and love, having no geography, knows no boundaries: weight and sink it deep, no matter, it will rise and find the surface: and why not? Any love is natural and beautiful that lies within a person’s nature; only hypocrites would hold a man responsible for what he loves, emotional illiterates and those of righteous envy, who, in their agitated concern, mistake so frequently the arrow pointing to heaven for the one that leads to hell.”—Truman Capote (via purplebuddhaproject)
My son’s mom is sick today. Normally she takes him overnight on Saturdays. No problem. I enjoy having him around. But right now, I’m daydreaming about peace, quiet, and a nap….
About 130 miles north of here, there’s a creek in a little canyon that some friends of mine own property next to. I just thought of that place, and how I’d like to spend a day there with a lawn chair, napping on and off, listening to the water babble, dappled by sunlight filtered through the leaves of oaks and sycamores. Maybe devour a novel or two. Maybe just let my mind wander.
“How was your day?”
“Text me when you get home so I know you’re safe”
“How are you?”
“I hope you’re feeling better”
“Have a good day today!”
“I miss you”
“Can you come over?”
“Can I come over?”
“Can I see you?”
“Can I call you?”
“Want something to drink?”
“Watch your step”
“Let’s watch a movie”
“What are you up to?”
“How is your day so far?”
“It will be okay”
“I’m here for you”
“Do you need anything?”
“Are you hungry?”
“I just wanted to hear your voice”
“You just made my day”
You don’t have to hear “I Love You” to know that someone does. Listen carefully. People speak from the heart more often than you think.
“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.”—Henry David Thoreau (via purplebuddhaproject)
“The collective erasure of the memory of that prior system of broad-based prosperity is due partly to the failure of my generation to retain and pass on the values on which that system was based. It can also be understood as the greatest propaganda victory radical conservatism ever won. We must restore our recollection. In seeking to repair what is broken, we don’t have to emulate another nation. We have only to emulate what we once had.”—The Great American Working Class U-Turn (via azspot)
“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.”—Elisabeth Kübler-Ross (via purplebuddhaproject)
“the sun is perfect and you woke this morning. you have enough language in your mouth to be understood. you have a name, and someone wants to call it. five fingers on your hand and someone wants to hold it. if we just start there, every beautiful thing that has and will ever exist is possible. if we start there, everything, for a moment, is right in the world.”—warsan shire (via shadow-writer)
If I look up “carrot” in the dictionary, most people will acknowledge I do not know all there is to know about carrots and if I truly want to understand carrots, I should probably pick up a horticultural text book. We know that legal and medical terms are going to be, at best, simplistically represented and know we need to find a lawyer or a doctor if we want to know more. Anyone deciding to base their argument on, say, a philosophical concept or term using the dictionary is going to be laughed at at best, or automatically lose whatever argument they’re trying to make at least.
Yet the minute we move into a social justice framework, the ultimate authority changes. We don’t need lived experience, we don’t need experts who have examined centuries of social disparities and discrimination, we don’t need societal context. We don’t need sociology or history – no, we have THE DICTIONARY! That ultimate tome of oracular insight, the last word on any debate!
It’s patently ridiculous and you can see that by applying it to any other field of knowledge. But the privileged will continually trot out simplistic, twitter-style dictionary definitions as if they are the last word and the ultimate authority. No-one would drag out the dictionary to debate science with a scientist. But they’re more than willing to trot out a dictionary definition of racism over any sociological analysis. A dictionary is not the ultimate authority - they’re a rough guide for you to discover the simple meaning of words you’ve never heard before – not an ultimate definition of what the word means and all its contexts.
It’s no secret that caffeine helps boost concentration skills in the short term. But, until recently, most scientists thought that caffeine offered little benefit for remembering information in the long term. A new study published in the journal Nature Neuroscience challenges the assumption that caffeine doesn’t do much for memory. In short, caffeine enhances memory for information learned a day earlier and, like many things, moderation is key—too little caffeine and there are no memory benefits, too much caffeine doesn’t give you that much bang for your buck either.