willam.braga The majestic nighttime South Dakota tornadic supercell from June 19th, 2015. What a spectacular stacked plates of the structure it was, no doubt one of the best storms at night I had! This is a gif animation of the storm, produced by my friend Jonathan Wennström (see his work on IG @jonathanwennstroem)!
“Countless biographies by women reveal that girl children witnessing a mother’s suffering at the hands of male tyrants – fathers, brothers, and/or husbands – are deeply, traumatically affected. Not only do we want to rescue our mothers but also we want to change our destiny so we will never suffer the way they did or do.”
– Communion: The Female Search for Love, bell hooks (via gothhabiba)
the world as we know it has ended and mother nature starts taking back what’s hers. there are no zombies or cannibals or murderous bandits. the most valued members of the community are those who know how to garden and farm, sew and weave, treat wounds, work wood or build with bricks, cook from scratch.
people bond together to begin rebuilding instead of killing each other. everyone teaches each other whatever they do know and works together to figure out the stuff none of them know. books become incredibly valued resources because they’re often the only way to learn critical information. if someone is elderly, disabled, or otherwise unable to work at the same level as most of the community, they’re taken care of by the others, not told any sort of “survival of the fittest” bs.
as the generations ware on, communities begin expanding into small cities. some of the settlements even find ways to repurpose solar or wind power on a small scale and have electricity in some of their buildings. storytellers wander the countryside telling tales of the old world in return for some hot stew or a place to rest for the night, and the mythos of the new world start to incorporate elements of the past. the only thing that remains constant is that humans survive, and they do it by working together.
A CHILL AF MANGA ABOUT A ROBOT LADY RUNNING A COFFEE SHOP DURING THE DECLINE OF HUMANITY WHERE EVERYONE IS SUPER NICE AND HAPPY AND IT’S JUST REALLY LOVELY
IT IS LEGIT ONE OF MY FAVORITE SCI-FI WORKS AND A HUGE INSPIRATION FOR MY WRITING
IF YOU LIKE A QUIET END OF THE WORLD PLEASE CHECK IT OUT BLESS
i want to reach a Stevie Nicks level of etherealness where people are in awe of my existence and there are rumors that i’m a witch or not even human like that’s where i wanna be in life
I’ve been away from this place for a long time. been reading about sex and gender and thinking about death and grieving and music. typical! listening to frank ocean and watching the NBA finals.
going camping this weekend for the first time since I quit drinking in September, one of the best things I’ve ever done for myself.
been wrecked with anxiety over some family waking nightmares, a poison in our DNA that mutated in one of us and made him a monster. It’s too much
decided to go to school for social work although I have to take the GRE and get accepted to a program, so my decision is really just a desire at this point.
obsessed with sign of the times by harry styles, lol, it’s beautiful!
I hope as hard as ever I make it to crone age even though the crushing weight is still there.
clouds are still here, trees are still here.
all my regrets haunt me still!
but feeling intensely never feels wrong, just hurts a lot of the time.
everyone is so vulnerable. some of us are miracles.
I’ve seen so many herons this year.
To be honest with you, I’d rather not be working. When you work, there are all sorts of deadlines and pressures. I like to do one thing and take my time to do the other one.
somebody should tell them that it’s way more sustainable to raise animals and feed them the plants and have to deal with all their excrement and then slaughter them … i guess there aren’t any nice local meat and dairy farmers involved yet… bc i mean everyone would die without animal products, that’s the real science fact
