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- Musa Anter, Kurdish writer, assassinated by the Turkish secret services in 1992.
still thinking about how perfect a flag this is for human space exploration. Shapes and symbols can change meanings between people and cultures currently, let alone hundreds or even thousands of years into the future.
And what is the purpose of placing a flag on a foreign planet? It’s a way to say “we were here.” And the one, immediate symbol that any other human who came to the same spot any number of years later would be able to recognize a human hand. Even if governments change and collapse, we all understand a handprint.
and if you found yourself somewhere where you wanted to mark humanity’s presence, but didn’t have a flag with you? Well, you have your own hand.
thought of this immediately and was delighted to discover it’s the same op
thinking about harrow post-ntn back in her body and realizing how different it is after living on new rho for 6 months. shes a little bit stronger now, and shes way more flexible, and with all the strawberries and eggs and shit campalpyrrha were making nona eat (food from what i assume is a thalergy planet!) she could be considered, like, not malnourished. thinking about her seeing the aftereffects of being truly loved and cared for by a family, even if it was only for 6 months. and she wasnt even there for any of it
This is actually so important to me now. Because it proves the point that you can't take loved away. Nona is gone, but the love that Palamedes and Camilla and Pyhrra all gave her is alive in Harrow. Love is the work you do for others, and even when you're gone the love still stays alive through someone else. Love isn't just a short, one way transfer of emotions, its a lasting thing. You can’t take loved away, and that is proved by the fact that their love for Nona lives on in Harrow.
the people yearn for nonplastic fabrics
the power of a bowl of rice mixed with some fucking bullshit cannot be overstated
"goddess" "matriarchy" "female wisdom" girl your civic rights
“But I didn’t and still don’t like making a cult of women’s knowledge, preening ourselves on knowing things men don’t know, women’s deep irrational wisdom, women’s instinctive knowledge of Nature, and so on. All that all too often merely reinforces the masculinist idea of women as primitive and inferior – women’s knowledge as elementary, primitive, always down below at the dark roots, while men get to cultivate and own the flowers and crops that come up into the light. But why should women keep talking baby talk while men get to grow up? Why should women feel blindly while men get to think?”
— Ursula K. Le Guin
in a kill it with your sword kill it with your sword amen mood today
Doing some deep reading into Cherokee history for the project that I'm working on and I am continually amazed how fucking funny old Cherokee leaders were
Has anyone figured out what’s so viscerally wrong with this woman yet
She’s so one dimensionally evil you guys 😭😭 how is she real
read this and remember it. read this and remember that she is going to use the profits of her fucking ego-stroking reboot to decimate trans rights. read this and remember that every time you pay into her IP, you are emboldening her to hurt us more.
our lives matter more than your fucking nostalgia.
trans lives matter more than your fucking nostalgia.
so I read this post about how great it is that ao3 doesn't have an algorithm and so commenting or kudosing a work on ao3 doesn't mean you're drowning in similar works for the next several months as you dig your way out of the algorithmic hole you accidentally dug for yourself
and I, too, love that about ao3! but it got me thinking about the fact that people keep talking about how there are fewer comments than there used to be
I'm not posting all that frequently these days, so I can't discuss my own experiences. I do know that this conversation is as old as commenting on fanfic is, though. Still, I think there's probably credibility to the idea. There are a lot more people reading fic these days, but there doesn't seem to be a similar increase in the comments - anecdotally at least.
Anyway, that post I linked (and reblogged before this one) got me thinking, and I wonder how much of that dip in "user engagement" or whatever you want to call it is a learned behaviour brought over from other sites.
"chatty tags" on AO3 migrated over from tumblr. "Social Media AUs" cropped up on twitter and spread all over. AO3 itself built in things like prompt memes that were popular on LiveJournal at the time. As much as each site has its own culture and norms, the people using those sites are going to cross-pollinate from one to another.
Every other website we spend time on for fun has some kind of algorithm that guides what we see. Even here on tumblr, the For You page is very affected by the posts you like and reblog, even if your dash isn't. We've all learned to be careful with how we interact with a thing we liked once but don't want to drown in.
We stay away. We don't like. We don't comment. We don't share. Interacting is the first step to seeing way too much of something that was just a passing fancy. Did I like it? Yes! Do I want 100 more just like it? Not necessarily.
This is too many words for too small an idea, but it popped into my head and refused to pop out again, so here you go. One more theory to add to the pile of why fandom might feel quieter than it used to in some ways.
There’s a lot of excellent examples of the difference between a million and a billion, but here’s my new personal favorite from a conversation I had today:
A million minutes ago was April 2021, the height of the COVID pandemic.
A billion minutes ago was November 121 CE, the height of the Roman Empire.
as of today (6/30/2025) this post was made over 1.2 million minutes ago. a billion minutes ago was still the height of the roman empire
maybe growing up is just becoming who you were at 14 again but learning how to love her this time
If someone ever tells you a certain song is important to them you should turn it up and lay on your bed and close your eyes and really listen to it even if its 10 minutes long because at the end you will know that person much better I think
My love for this post is unbelievable.
reading poetry forces you to ask wrenching, necessary, impossible questions, like "is the author stupid? or am I?"
