Love these beautiful trans icons!!

Mjolnir is a lesbian. Consider

A story that the Jews tell each other is that when the slaves were fleeing Egypt they came to the edge of the Red Sea and thought: well, fuck, this is it. Water in front of them and enemies behind. They had escaped, sure, but all this meant was that they were going to die free instead of in chains. A meaningful distinction in an abstract sense, but the Jews are a practical people, and mostly what they were concerned with in that moment was: they would be equally dead either way.

A man stepped out from the group. He stepped into the water. He said: mi chamocha ba’eilim adonai? Who is like you Adonai, among the gods who are worshipped? He sang that verse over and over again. He sang it as he waded into the sea. He gave his body over to his faith as he walked. There was nowhere to go but forward. If he was going to die, he figured, and be equally dead either way, he was not going to die in slavery and he was not going to die at the hands of the Egyptians, either. He was going to die walking and singing, believing, trying to find progress in the chaos, in the waves. 

In the story, the water laps first at his feet, then his knees, his thighs, his ribs, his neck, finally flowing into his mouth as he sings and sings and sings. The words get choked, mispronounced: the hard cha of mi chamocha becomes mi kamoka, strangled but still certain. 

In the story, this man is why the people get their miracle, the waters parting to let them cross through on dry land. It is an act of divine intervention, but it only comes because someone is willing to put his life on the line to make it happen. I keep thinking about him this week, that apocryphal man and how it is a story we make sure to keep telling each other: when there is water in front of you and enemies behind, you do not wait for your god, or a sign. You trust in something larger than yourself and open your mouth to sing about it. You put your feet on the ground and walk forward. 

His name was Nahshon ben Aminadav. Descended directly from Judah, he fathered a line of kings. We tell his story to remind ourselves that God does not act in isolation. Humans are not just participants in holy work - we are vital to its success.

My fucking hero forever.

So, I quit Tumblr like six months ago now. You catch me now and then when a friend links me something, but I’m not actively scrolling Tumblr’s as such, the latest bullshit doesn’t really affect me. Still dumb.

Anyone abandoning ship who wants to stay in touch, message me, I’ll give you some method to reach me. (Discord and Twitter are currently my go tos, and I’m working on starting my own blog not on someone’s platform.)

So, I quit Tumblr like six months ago now. You catch me now and then when a friend links me something, but I’m not actively scrolling Tumblr’s as such, the latest bullshit doesn’t really affect me. Still dumb.

Anyone abandoning ship who wants to stay in touch, message me, I’ll give you some method to reach me. (Discord and Twitter are currently my go tos, and I’m working on starting my own blog not on someone’s platform.)

So, I quit Tumblr like six months ago now. You catch me now and then when a friend links me something, but I’m not actively scrolling Tumblr’s as such, the latest bullshit doesn’t really affect me. Still dumb.

Anyone abandoning ship who wants to stay in touch, message me, I’ll give you some method to reach me. (Discord and Twitter are currently my go tos, and I’m working on starting my own blog not on someone’s platform.)

When even the mainstream media sees that @staff is okay with nazis while getting offended at the female nipple.

I’ve seen enough lady knights/princesses, I’m serving knights who are each other’s ride or die ⚔️💋 

Whenever Tux manages to slip into a forbidden room, he does the most obnoxious victory dance. XD

Candy hunt! ‘▽’

Watch out! It’s a candy eating Vress!

happy halloween!

You teach them responsibility by entrusting them with these devices.

You teach them teamwork by taking them away at night and storing them in your room.

My dad kept the computer locked and monitored (and only used when under direct supervision), an intolerable situation to which my little brother and I reacted with gusto. We set up a camera to get the password, coded password guessers, bootcamped a Mac to allow us to use an entirely different system, and figured out various ways to avoid logging internet activity, logins, and even the hidden camera my dad set up. He would discover our new hack and put even more restrictions (he is very computer literate), and we would crack it again. We learned computer security just because my dad didn’t want us to.

I breezed through AP comp sci into a tech field. Ironically, I was introduced to porn because I was looking for another bypass and stumbled into a BDSM site so I can also blame my dad for me being a freaky ho.

Out of all the responses to this post. Yours was my favourite. I cried laughing when I saw the last paragraph

THIS IS A CAT PLAYING IN FALL LEAVES THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT

Happy October.