“Facts Don’t Care About Your Feelings… Unless We’re Having Trouble Controlling You, Then My Feelings

Israel recycles the same justification and it's really obvious that this is one of those instances where they repeat a lie long enough in hopes it becomes truth.

So here I am repeating the obvious just so that this lie doesn't get normalised:

Israel is conducting airstrikes on shelters and displacement camps, a flagrant violation of international law.

These camps and shelters have always, always been in areas designated as "safe zones" by Israel. So even if Hamas members were doing backflips in the middle of the camp, that does not mean Israel can bomb an area it directed civilians to go to.

Though never, not once, was Israel able to prove that it had in fact killed Hamas members when it committed these massacres. Civilians who live in these areas have recorded their testimonies time and time again to say there has not been any Hamas activity around them.

Still, nothing justifies the bombing of schools turned shelters. Nothing. Nothing justifies using heavy artillery against tents made of fabric and plastic sheets. Absolutely nothing.

I have probably made a variation of this post 600 times in the past 11 months alone, but remember that repeating these Israeli "justifications" without challenging them only allows Israel to continue its crimes and prolongs this genocide that had already claimed the lives of way more than 50,000 Palestinians.

I wish nature could’ve maybe stopped before this? What do we have to gain from it healing past this?

the sexy girlbots are returning. nature is healing

#newmexadventure after a long and #hail filled #hike!

it disturbs me that a significant number of people think that the issue with sexual violence, gendered violence, and misogyny is sexual desire rather than dehumanization, so they are relentlessly suspicious of others' (and their own) desires while simultaneously never at all interrogating others' (and their own) dehumanizing beliefs about other people, both within and outside of sexual contexts

It’s Trans Day of Remembrance.

This is the day we remember the trans lives we lost this year, both known and unknown. These lives may be lost by their own hand or by violence dealt against them.

This day gives me strange feelings: some survivor’s guilt, to be sure, some grief for siblings I’ll never get to know, but also a feeling I struggle to find words for.

There are many names that should be on that list that never will be due to never coming out. Back in high school, I almost became one of those names. Honestly, what kept me from being one of those names was the fact that it would never be known, and that I would be deadnamed at my funeral. Having that experience gave me a point of relation that I think about whenever this day rolls around. Those are the ones my mind drifts to.

You may be a closeted trans person, considering the value of your life now, considering a feeling of entrapment and restriction and the alternatives to that feeling. I have lost much by coming out, but I’ve gained so much more: freedom and recognition of my self from people that truly love me. Know that there are places and people of support that will love you for you. If living inauthentucally is too big a burden to bear, as it so often is, please try to live authentically rather than give up entirely. You won’t be alone.

For the rest of you, please take some time today to meditate on the life and love that could have been, and how you can make the world a bit better for those at risk of becoming a name in this group, whether that be in a sense of welcoming, loving acceptance, or in a sense of protectiveness from those that might harm them. If you’re the praying type, please pray for a world more accepting to us so that this day becomes less and less significant.

For those for whom this day exists, rest in the peace and love you did not know in life. You are remembered.

—Sophia Esther

#hail!!! WOW!!! #laughinghappy #hike #newmexadventure

An art trade with a sweet and dear friend, @an-unprofessional-artist : his character, the Dragon Knight, the protector of his queen’s kingdom. Soldiers come from another kingdom to attempt to capture it in the dead of night, but the wheel of fate spun away from their favor, and the Dragon Knight was awake to burn them down.

Happy holidays 🩶💜

Thank you black trans men and women and nonbinary folk

everyone say thank you to black trans women and black trans men

This. So much this.

When subby, I don’t need degradation, I need uplifting. When dommy, my goal is building up, not tearing down; I’m here to take care of you, but I can only do that if you do as I say. 💜😘🎶

A lot of dommes rely on degradation to feel in control, and while that can be fun from time to time, it almost feels... beneath me~

I don't need to prove to you who's in charge. You know your place, and the possibility of any other scenario is entirely out of the question.

I can treat you as mean or as nice as I want because I'm the one that knows what's best for you~