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i'm sorry to be that person but buying less shit and spending less money in general is actually such a salve to so many of our personal/political/environmental problems. saving your own money and not mindlessly giving it to corporations who are ruining our world, walking instead of driving, buying second hand or swapping with friends or joining a buy nothing group or picking your furniture up off the street, reusing things until they're totally dead and then giving them a new life as something else, eating cheap, whole foods - dried beans and rice and seasonal produce, or dumpster diving if you're so inclined - or growing your own, sharing what you have with others, learning how to make and fix things, singing and playing and dancing with people, these things don't need to cost money and for so much of human history they didn't. we all need to get out of the mindset that we can buy our way into happiness because we can't, but we can create communion with the places and people around us and connect in a way that is not facilitated by big profit making machines. stop spending your hard earned money and time on things that don't give a shit about you, and focus on creating a world that you want to live in, stop letting them tell you that it's not worth your effort because it is.
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Tove Jansson (right), creator of Moomin, and her life partner Tuulikki Pietilä (left), an accomplished Finnish artist
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update on my latest knitting project…
colorwork in stockinette is so evil but hopefully it will be worth it? i WILL be learning to steek before i knit another vest though
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oh i loooooved this book


I was colder inside than out.
“That's not nothing, to be able to hold your head up."
I wanted to ease the moment past. The temptation was familiar: to go along, to make myself small enough to slip past a looming danger.
But it was all the same choice, every time. The choice between the one death and all the little ones.
I couldn’t buy my life in the last moment, with hands around my throat. I could only buy it by giving in sooner, giving in all the time, like Scheherazade, humbling asking my murderous husband to go on sparing me night after night.
“My father could avenge my murder, but he couldn’t keep me from my husband.”
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2025
this time will pass anyways.
not every haunting is a horror.
there are things that trying solves but this is not one of them.
the rain will never stop falling.
leap too into the light if given the chance.
let's not hurt each other if we can.
you are everything that has not yet been lost.
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i think everyone deserves a large rock a short distance from their home. i dont like that discussions about walkable cities never include plans to allow wider access to large rocks. the people need large rock
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we went to a berry garden that you can collect your own strawberries🍓🧚🏼♀️ 🍓
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all these excellent books come from some random penguins house?
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its so embarrassing when i'm reading a pretentious book and someone says "what are you reading!" and i have to be like "um it's uh. fear and trembling? by kierkegaard? well yeah it's um. philosophy. no i'm not in school. just reading it. for fun i guess. ha ha.....yea" like god just shoot me now
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