#living in the knowing

[thedreamgirljournal]

STICKING TO THE NEW STORY: KITTY EXPLANATION

this is kitty. kitty is a white cat, she’s curious and loves to learn from the law of assumption. obviously, she also loves applying the law of assumption!

all kitty was able to think about lately was her friend cupcake. they haven’t hung out in a while, and she misses cupcake a lot. all she wants to do is spend time with her best friend.

but hey, she can! all she needs to do is manifest it. so, kitty started affirming, and thinking from the point of view of how she would be if she always hung out with her best friend in the world.

no matter the place, no matter the time, kitty was always thinking of the new story. she was thinking from the end all the time. she didn’t care, she loved thinking of her desires! kitty stuck to the new story and didn’t let go. she wanted her desire, and she wanted it fast.

then, a couple hours later, out of the blue, someone knocked at kitty’s door. who might it be? it was no other than cupcake! cupcake missed kitty and missed hanging out with her, and thought a surprise would be appreciated!

they hung out all day, and spent as much time together as they could. kitty was on cloud 9.

[dadadeedadadada]

To become the inner man is to ignore the doubts and fears of the outer man. Doubt is an illusion. It is an affirmation. Do not give it power, kind of like how you don't react to the 3d. The inner man ignores this part, it is not him, it is separate. It does not affect him. The inner man knows that creation is finished as soon as the word is said, and that doubts are merely the way the outer man is, which is not you. YOU ARE THE INNER MAN ALREADY

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[fairycosmos]

truly do not understand how people just slip into relationships and jobs and opportunities and friend groups and lifestyles. to me there are a million obstacles to navigate in a single basic conversation

[braxiatel]

I honestly and truly believe all good AUs should be a little “”””ooc”””” in the sense that good characterisation involves understanding that changes a characters backstory and circumstances will have an effect on how they respond to the world around them

Good characterisation isn’t about creating a perfect 1:1 canon replica it’s about understanding why a character is different in your work and about grounding the changes you do deliberately choose to make in canon character traits

[annalyticall]

My new favorite excuse for not jumping on new trends or bandwagons is 'I'm 30.' No more explanation needed because anyone under 30 just thinks I'm old and everyone over 30 understands implicitly

[stil-lindigo]

in case you missed it, the US recently vetoed a UN ceasefire resolution for the THIRD TIME in 137 days.

[hamletthedane]

I was meeting a client at a famous museum’s lounge for lunch (fancy, I know) and had an hour to kill afterwards so I joined the first random docent tour I could find. The woman who took us around was a great-grandmother from the Bronx “back when that was nothing to brag about” and she was doing a talk on alternative mediums within art.

What I thought that meant: telling us about unique sculpture materials and paint mixtures.

What that actually meant: an 84yo woman gingerly holding a beautifully beaded and embroidered dress (apparently from Ukraine and at least 200 years old) and, with tears in her eyes, showing how each individual thread was spun by hand and weaved into place on a cottage floor loom, with bright blue silk embroidery thread and hand-blown beads intricately piercing the work of other labor for days upon days, as the labor of a dozen talented people came together to make something so beautiful for a village girl’s wedding day.

What it also meant: in 1948, a young girl lived in a cramped tenement-like third floor apartment in Manhattan, with a father who had just joined them after not having been allowed to escape through Poland with his pregnant wife nine years earlier. She sits in her father’s lap and watches with wide, quiet eyes as her mother’s deft hands fly across fabric with bright blue silk thread (echoing hands from over a century years earlier). Thread that her mother had salvaged from white embroidery scraps at the tailor’s shop where she worked and spent the last few days carefully dying in the kitchen sink and drying on the roof.

The dress is in the traditional Hungarian fashion and is folded across her mother’s lap: her mother doesn’t had a pattern, but she doesn’t need one to make her daughter’s dress for the fifth grade dance. The dress would end up differing significantly from the pure white, petticoated first communion dresses worn by her daughter’s majority-Catholic classmates, but the young girl would love it all the more for its uniqueness and bright blue thread.

And now, that same young girl (and maybe also the villager from 19th century Ukraine) stands in front of us, trying not to clutch the old fabric too hard as her voice shakes with the emotion of all the love and humanity that is poured into the labor of art. The village girl and the girl in the Bronx were very different people: different centuries, different religions, different ages, and different continents. But the love in the stitches and beads on their dresses was the same. And she tells us that when we look at the labor of art, we don’t just see the work to create that piece - we see the labor of our own creations and the creations of others for us, and the value in something so seemingly frivolous.

But, maybe more importantly, she says that we only admire this piece in a museum because it happened to survive the love of the wearer and those who owned it afterwards, but there have been quite literally billions of small, quiet works of art in billions of small, quiet homes all over the world, for millennia. That your grandmother’s quilt is used as a picnic blanket just as Van Gogh’s works hung in his poor friends’ hallways. That your father’s hand-painted model plane sets are displayed in your parents’ livingroom as Grecian vases are displayed in museums. That your older sister’s engineering drawings in a steady, fine-lined hand are akin to Da Vinci’s scribbles of flying machines.

I don’t think there’s any dramatic conclusions to be drawn from these thoughts - they’ve been echoed by thousands of other people across the centuries. However, if you ever feel bad for spending all of your time sewing, knitting, drawing, building lego sets, or whatever else - especially if you feel like you have to somehow monetize or show off your work online to justify your labor - please know that there’s an 84yo museum docent in the Bronx who would cry simply at the thought of you spending so much effort to quietly create something that’s beautiful to you.

[andy-dandy]

love seeing the beginnings of perseus "pay your fucking child support" jackson's crusade against the gods' parental negligence problem in ep 1 & 2 of the pjo show. the absolute KING of "my daddy gave me issues so HE'S about to HAVE issues"

[druid-for-hire]

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

[thedreamgirljournal]

SATURATING YOUR MIND: KITTY EXPLANATION

this is kitty. kitty is a curious white cat learning her way through law of assumption.

kitty’s greatest dream is to, one day, see the snow. it never snows where she lives, it’s way too hot, but snow seems so magical: she wants to experience it. so why not manifest it? she has nothing to lose!

so, kitty started affirming. “it’s snowing!” she would think. “it always snows here!”, she would affirm. but kitty wanted to see snow, and she wanted to see snow fast. so, she started saturating her mind with affirmations.

but what does saturating one’s mind mean? well, saturating the mind means to repeat and repeat and repeat your affirmations to yourself, and again, and again, everytime you’re bored, or in the shower, or cooking, or waiting for the bus, walking in the street, watching tv; basically, everytime you have a free moment, you repeat your affirmations to yourself. not just once a day, but pretty much all day, or at least everytime you’re relaxing. this will make your manifestation come faster, because you’ll be creating an assumption faster; your subconscious will surrender to the new story faster.

so, that’s what kitty did. she affirmed “it always snows here”, and repeat, and repeat, and repeat, and again, and again, and again. everytime she laid on the couch, she affirmed. everytime she was sunbathing, she affirmed. when she ate, she affirmed. when she was taking baths, she affirmed.

she affirmed so much that it took just one day for the snow to fall from the sky. she was so excited, she immediately went out to play in the snow. kitty’s never been happier!

[flawlessflesh]

what if thistle had confronted senshi before the story started?

[sunglassesmish]

no judgements at all here. i was thinking about the possibility of moving out and wanted to know what age other people did

[qiinamii]

we'll do fine.

[goryfluff]

Nautilus expedition live streams (+ their commentary) 2020 / 2021 / 2022

[corvid-khaos]

fionna and cake but simon drops increasingly wild anecdotes about his life