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Amazon Rant

So you're telling me that the Amazon has been on fire for THREE WEEKS , due to ILLEGAL BURNING, and NOTHING has been done about it???? Like, South American leaders (most of whom are cooperate pigs anyway, looking at you Bolsonaro) haven't done ANYTHING, cause short term gain is all that matters to them without any concern for the future generations. To make matters worse, the Amazon Rainforest is responsible for absorbing 2.2 BILLION tons of carbon from the atmosphere, and, while also referred to as the lungs of our planet, has been credited as a 'tipping point' in climate change, where the current destruction of the forest leads to A) More carbon in the atmosphere, due to not only dead trees absorbing nothing, but also the burning and planned cattle ranching PRODUCES tons of carbon. B) The Amazon Rainforest is a self-contained weather system, which produces its own rain to keep the forest going. If too much is destroyed (like what's happening right now) the rainforest won't be able to keep up that weather system, turn into a savanna due to (more) droughts, and accelerate climate change (2.2 billion as a LOT of carbon).

I'm just mad it took us three weeks to get to this. And don't even try to bring up "it's what's best for the people!" When you're actions, or lack thereof, lead to a fire so big the smoke of which can turn a major metropolitan area miles away from the first dark at 3pm, you're not doing what's best for you're people. People have lost lands and homes. Who knows how many people have died due to fire spread and smoke inhalation

The forest is dying. People are dying. The planet is dying. We need action NOW

Get in the bus, cause we need to planet another 350 million trees when this is over

Sources:

https://blog.ucsusa.org/ucsblog/amazon-deforestation-and-brazilian-president-bolsonaros-attack-on-science

https://www-livescience-com.cdn.ampproject.org/v/s/www.livescience.com/amp/44235-amazon-rainforest-carbon-cycle-measured.html?amp_js_v=a2&amp_gsa=1&usqp=mq331AQEKAFwAQ%3D%3D#referrer=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.google.com&amp_tf=From%20%251%24s&ampshare=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.livescience.com%2F44235-amazon-rainforest-carbon-cycle-measured.html

https://amp-usatoday-com.cdn.ampproject.org/v/s/amp.usatoday.com/amp/2067220001?amp_js_v=a2&amp_gsa=1&usqp=mq331AQEKAFwAQ%3D%3D#referrer=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.google.com&amp_tf=From%20%251%24s&ampshare=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.usatoday.com%2Fstory%2Fnews%2Fworld%2F2019%2F08%2F20%2Famazon-rainforest-fires-smoke-seen-space%2F2067220001%2F

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Here’s the thing about the burning of the Amazon rain forest. There are things you can do that will affect the rain forest—donate to organizations dedicated to protecting the Amazon; eat less beef; call elected officials and demand action on the fires now. But something that’s very important to recognize about the fire is that this is likely NOT a natural accident (or simply an accident, like the much-compared Notre Dame fire). Brazil’s president Jair Bolsonaro has been aiming to industrialize the rain forest since his election, and it’s becoming more and more clear that he is not only responsible for the inaction in fighting the fire—he is also directly responsible for the causes of this fire.

When Notre Dame burned, there was an outpouring of response from the wealthy and powerful because saving one building in Paris provided them with good rapport. But destroying the Amazon? That provides wealth, it provides land, it provides the industrialization that Bolsonaro has been rallying for since he began in politics through mining and cattle farms. The active deforestation happening in the Amazon is happening because of a political figure, happening because it benefits industries who don’t care about their impact on the world. And what makes this so crucial to understand is that we cannot, really, save the Amazon by fighting the fire with donations and vegetarianism. We have to save the Amazon by fighting the man who created the fire and the companies who stand to gain the most by destroying it. Our ire must flow in a political vein, to the source of a man-made disaster grounded in extremism.

With all that in mind, here’s some ways to aid the Amazon rain forest:

Absolutely encourage your elected officials to put environmental concerns to the forefront, at home and abroad. America isn’t the paradigm of environmentalism, either—our recent actions with the EPA and the Endangered Species Act prove that we’re capable of ignoring our own wildlife in favor of profit. Make it clear now that environmental issues matter to Americans.

Keep track of Bolsonaro’s activities, and if you see him attempting a free trade agreement with the United States—FIGHT THAT SHIT TOOTH AND NAIL. American support will only increase the deforestation that started this.

Refuse to support the American corporations funding Bolsonaro’s actions and, by extension, the current fire. Bank of America, JPMorgan Chase, Vanguard, Fidelity, TIAA—the pro-forest organization Amazon Watch has detailed all of these companies’ involvement in the destruction of the rain forest.

On a related note, research the supply chains that link back to the forest, and write to the companies that support them.  Target sources its office paper from a Brazilian company closely tied to Jorge Amanajás, a politician with a history of promoting illegal deforestation. Minute Maid and Coca-Cola both benefit Nelson Marquezelli, another politician who has rallied for stripping protections from the Amazon and the indigenous people who fight to defend it. Demand that American companies develop supply chains that contribute less to devastation.

Don’t shut up about it. Keep talking.

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I feel the need to clear some stuff up about the Brazil forest fires. A lot of people are calling them wild fires which is not exactly true. They have been caused by large scale slash and burn techniques, which have been implemented to make way for agriculture. This agriculture largely comprises of cattle ranching, soy products for animal feeds, and palm oil.

Deforestation in the amazon rainforest has increased by at least 80% since last year, and is continuing to rise exponentially due to the policies of the far right government in Brazil.

It is difficult to know what to do in these circumstances, but educating yourself and shouting from the roof tops is really helpful. We can't let this go by unnoticed and we must be as loud as possible in our protestations. Share news stories and personal stories from people who are affected.

Donating to effective environmental NGOs and charities is also a good option if you are able to.

In your personal life, reducing your animal product intake, and palm oil intake will also help to reduce demand for deforestation.

Keep fighting!

sources: https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-latin-america-49415973

https://advocateforearth.tumblr.com/post/186866763601/reducing-your-animal-product-intake-to-help-the

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So, our “Lung” is on fire.

It is already threatened by huge deforestation, to the point it lost 20% of its width in less than 30 years.

It’s been burning for around two weeks and almost no word has been uttered about it. I, sincerely, have come to find out about it just now. I’m shooketh ™️ because we’re really burning away this planet.

The Amazon Rainforest holds 20% of global waters, it’s an area of incredible value in terms of biodiversity and, nevermind, it’s a crucial climate regulator. Spread awareness, demand help.

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best cousin ever

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Oahu, Hawaii.

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take the L on behalf of your entire political spectrum and delete your blog.

I actually already admitted it. I don’t see anything wrong with admitting when I’m in the wrong. I made the post before the other videos of different perspectives were out. People make mistakes all the time. And I’m glad people are calling me out on it so that I know my faults.

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I can’t even roll out of bed...

I’d pay top dollar to watch this for an hour

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I really enjoyed this lol

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Some words to use when writing things:

winking

clenching

pulsing

fluttering

contracting

twitching

sucking

quivering

pulsating

throbbing

beating

thumping

thudding

pounding

humming

palpitate

vibrate

grinding

crushing

hammering

lashing

knocking

driving

thrusting

pushing

force

injecting

filling

dilate

stretching

lingering

expanding

bouncing

reaming

elongate

enlarge

unfolding

yielding

sternly

firmly

tightly 

harshly

thoroughly

consistently

precision

accuracy

carefully

demanding

strictly

restriction

meticulously

scrupulously

rigorously

rim

edge

lip

circle

band

encircling

enclosing

surrounding

piercing

curl

lock

twist

coil

spiral

whorl

dip

wet

soak

madly

wildly

noisily

rowdily

rambunctiously

decadent

degenerate

immoral

indulgent

accept

take

invite

nook

indentation

niche

depression

indent

depress

delay

tossing

writhing

flailing

squirming

rolling

wriggling

wiggling

thrashing

struggling

grappling

striving

straining

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Chanyeol as | your boyfriend

[requested by @luna208🌼 thank you so much for requesting hun, i made it very long and ahskals i really like it?? i hope you do too ᕙ(^▿^-ᕙ) enjoy 💕]

mornings with him would be sheer heaven. 

you would rise up earlier than him, as usual, brushing away his morning curls from his face, and taking your time to try to kiss him awake. 

of course, try. the pup could only smile stubborn and you wouldn’t blame him–

essentially because mornings like this were painfully miraculous and rare due to his tight schedule. 

and so, you loved pampering him, that baby boy. 

you liked letting your fingers slide across his bare shoulder blades, putting your lips to the skin where, at some other time, you would’ve left a bite.

relishing on his little, lovely humming noises, quiet praises, you would leave for the kitchen for food to get your day started.

the sizzling smell of eggs on a pan, you knew, would conveniently awake chanyeol, who had just simply memorized your way of morning greeting. 

his arms, strong yet amusingly tender all the same, would trail around your middle and keep you in place with a fuzzy embrace and a deep, sleepy “morning” that made you giddy.

“chanyeol, get off me,” you would relentlessly giggle when his hug made it almost impossible for you to cook.

you know that hug he always gives, resting his soft, yummy cheeks on your shoulder? yes, well, exactly that.

he would replicate your kisses from that morning, on the delicate skin of your shoulders and neck, letting you go full of shivers. 

he would be such an inconvenient tease–helping you get down anything from high shelves

you would turn around and find him staring at you, which would make you tilt your head to the side in confusion until he reached down in one swift movement for your lips. 

something you’d learn about park chanyeol in your years with him; he was always impossibly and absolutely hungry. in every way.

it wouldn’t take you longer to realize he’d cornered you against the counter and that that had been his plan all along. 

he would only pull away when the smoke detector kicked in and you both were coughing in laughter.

usually, as much as he could, he would bring you to his practices, letting you sit against the wall and work away in your laptop as he and the boys trained.

for them, of course, you were like the eight wonder. 

they liked getting specially silly because they felt that they could relax around you–or rather, that you could be their pass to an hour of goofing around.

chanyeol couldn’t be more happy, yes, but he was an extremely overprotective person.

a tiny bit possessive.

and jealous.

very much so.

he would pretend to give you the cold shoulder so that you gave him more attention–

like when toben ran to another member, he would give him this look–that was exactly the same. 

and he would be all grumpy when all of you realized his little façade and teased him about it.

because he had nothing to worry about.

because you loved him too much.

what made him like this the most though, was knowing that at the beginning, when you’d just met, you had this complete infatuation for kyungsoo.  

it was nothing now, of course, you loved him, chanyeol, not ever anyone else.

and kyungsoo was your friend, shit, you even saw him like a brother–thinking of him any other way would be absurdly gross now.

but it was baekhyun who enjoyed getting a good laugh at this, getting close enough to you to made chanyeol’s ears red enough they looked like hot coals–

which would develop into a mock fight that would make them laugh too much and even forget that you were still there at all. 

when you couldn’t get times like these, you usually spent entire days without seeing Chanyeol.

that’s why your heart always thumped a little too loud and your cheeks became a little too warm when he surprised you by coming over to your house late at night to bring you on a car ride. 

he would drive you two off towards the core of the city, where the night lay awake.

from there, he would take you to every nook he knew that would amuse you.

an old arcade. a hidden record store. a vintage shop (with an admittedly sweet owner that almost always got cranky whenever he nearly knocked something over). 

a little narrow alley where streetlights did not reach that would’ve scared you to dead had he not been pinning you straight to the wall while muttering blasphemies. 

“why aren’t you good, doll, and rub on my leg like this?” “ah, exactly. very pretty.”

and he would lap at your neck with his tongue and press on you the absolutely right way–driving your back and hips to the wall, squeezing your bust with his chest and hands and mouth.

only a modest cough from someone passing by told you that hey, maybe you were a tad bit louder than you expected and should go get a room. 

studio dates. you would have countless of them.

of course you knew he liked locking himself up in that space of his with zero interruptions, but you couldn’t help it, alright.

you would visit him with all kinds of sweets and treats and pampers.

sometimes you were afraid he wouldn’t have eaten the whole day, so you brought a little more food with you.

he would have this frown when he opened the door but it would almost always drop immediately when he saw you–

that, or he would pout awfully adorable, whining ‘i have to work’ as he kissed you repeatedly after each word.

jumping back to his rolling chair, he would invite you to hear his tunes, smiling when you hummed alone or drummed your fingers against your leg.

he completely adored you praising his work and was a giddy mess when you tried to out-rap any of his songs,

getting specially flustered when you muttered profanities in between. 

“my doll is so bad, what can we do?”

“behave, baby boy.”

and he would be done.

that would become your personal space in time, your own little cloud nine. 

chanyeol wouldn’t stop smiling as he guided you on the piano,

allowing his hand to linger on top of yours as you traced your fingers though the keys in a way similar to the one you used with his skin and with delicate things.

you had to admit your heart always almost leaped out of your ribcage when he began singing. 

his voice was velvet and he became this luminous beautiful thing when he sang.

forever his voice became quieter until it was lost in your lips when he kissed you.

chanyeol’s ability to drive you vertiginous was there in his softest kisses as much as it was in his roughest touches. 

but when those kisses became those touches, you knew you were done for. 

he liked having you in his studio perhaps more than in any other place–

though his car came in second place.

he always boasted about keeping his “professionalism” but, ha, you rolled your eyes at that and knew it was all simple modest bluff. 

you knew he loved having your skin all furiously hot and pink against his leathered sofa when he pushed and pulled you against it,

and the way it almost dented the wall next to it, having to put up a few pillows to conceal the chipping and breaking apart of the surface.

he loved you entirely whimpering and shivering and biting at him to keep you from screaming out in delight.

he liked to imagine your moans coloring the blank space of his walls in raw, beautiful shades of vice and lust and nastiness–

his personal pieces, open to a quiet exhibition whenever some other person visited the studio,

and he would smile as they sat in that same sofa and stared at the same white-washed walls knowing those were tinted by your ‘fuck’s and ‘harder‘s and ‘more’s. 

but what he absolutely adored was accidentally leaving his recorder on–

more specifically, seeing your face some days later as he played his little melodies all to yourselves while he stroked his length and let his head fall back to allow your lips and tongue and teeth on the tendons of his neck.

okay enough of that

[bonus round: what makes dating chanyeol an absolute fucking heaven : mini list]

dating chanyeol would be out-and-out a veritable myriad of delights.

i mean, the guy was the very concoction of sun rays, sugary milk cakes, and raindrops. 

“hello angel.”

big surprises.

teddy bears and belly kisses.

huge rose arrangements on a weekly basis but small azaleas on your hair on special occasions. 

saying it’s his treat and being totally up for paying for your meal but realizing he forgot his wallet.

blushing away as you handed out your card.

letting you play his guitar while having the biggest eyes because he’s just so afraid you might snap a cord. 

pretty nothings from his trips that made your brows furrow because what the heck were those.

drying your face every morning after you washed it, patting it gently and humming ‘so pretty, so pretty’.

handing you toben and giving you a look when he felt cheated by the both of you.

letting you put his curls up in tiny buns while he’s all sleepy in his sleeveless white tee.

accidental-not-so-accidental boob grabbing.

mock crying when he realizes you have more cat/dog pics on your phone than him.

pinning you down with his legs to write ‘i’m stupid’ on your forehead with eyeliner while you giggle.

being best friends.

letting him hide his head on your neck and cry if he needs to when he’.s sentimental.

also laughing when he tears up when he watches titanic.

forehead kisses. both giving and receiving. 

midnight calls. 

“call tomorrow, i look like an ogre.”

“then i absolutely fucking love ogres.”

making you watch zootopia for the hundredth time.

different hair colors every month that make you feel many kinds of ways.

his weird, amusingly great cosplays. 

daily pictures with adorable filters and funny captions.

putting your care always before his.

involuntary pecks,

premeditated kisses.

lingering touches,

ever lasting smiles.

“god, how much i love you.”

“i couldn’t love you more.”

[check out 🌺 similar scenarios: kyungsoo , jongin , as your boyfriend !]

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OH

MY

SWEET

JESUS

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You guys remember when we were in kindergarten and it didn’t matter who the person was or what they looked like on the outside, or what language they spoke, or where they came from?

As long as they shared their lunchables during lunchtime and played with you for half an hour during recess, you were best friends for life.

Why can’t the world be like that today?

No judgement, no prejudice, no hatred, no mistrust, no racism, no violence.

Just a group of kids sharing lunchables on greasy cafeteria tables.

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ok universe, i’m ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.

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Topic of the day:

If I could just find myself a very rich sugar daddy, my life would be so much easier.