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First computer animated cat ever - “Koshechka” (”A kitty”), 1968

you cannot advertise to me in a way that matters.

And the universe said "I love you because you are love".

Are you okay babe? You’ve reblogged the I know love is real post 193893 times

@mousegirlheart

Jenny Anderson x Lily Gatins Distressed Sterling Silver Arrow Choker

- via ironshearss on TikTok

I got the chance to road trip out to the path of totality! My phone camera didn’t do it justice, so I painted what I saw instead 🌞🌚

godd hate to make it homestuck but.

no yeah that home looks pretty stuck you're not wrong on this one

Eclipse of the Sun in Venice in July 8, 1842 by Ippolito Caffi.

Clouds over sunset in Lazise on July 13, 2017 by me Only 175 years, 5 days and 124 km apart

Incredibly alarming that talks of “peace” in Gaza seem to extend no further than a ceasefire. How do you think they’re gonna start off where they left off themselves? Their houses are destroyed, so many have lost mothers and fathers and brothers and children, they still have no clean water and no food. Any area Israel withdraws out of is an area it already knows has been rendered inhospitable. There was even a direct quote by some IOF soldier gleefully stating how he “wasn’t sure Palestinians could go back to their homes.” So what happens when the US “succeeds at negotiating a ceasefire”? Who will be responsible for helping the Palestinians rebuild all that they’ve lost?

Palestinians are literally being treated as invalids & it hurts so much to see. It’s so heartbreaking watching footage of Palestinians walking the demolished streets of Khan Younis in shock, with some saying (with no emotion, bc they’ve been enduring this for months) that their homes are simply gone. There was nothing to come back to by the time Israeli troops left. These are whole, multidimensional human beings like you and me who no longer have homes they could live in. And there is literally no recourse. They’re supposed to just pick up the pieces all alone. It’s so dehumanizing I could cry about it.

So important to reinforce that advocacy for Palestinian rights doesn’t end at a ceasefire that has already come too little, too late. At that point it would be about advocating for Palestinians’ rights for quality of life, Palestinians’ rights to retribution, and most importantly Palestinians’ right to freedom. Although those numbers have certainly intensified since Oct. 7, the Palestinian struggle goes back decades. No one should be hanging up their hats when the US inevitably paints itself as the western savior Palestine has needed all along, finally flying in on a golden chariot to broker peace. This is far from over when a ceasefire is declared, and it’ll be far from over until every Palestinian enjoys the safety and comfort of living any human being is entitled to.

Art by Raja Nandepu

compilation post of my backyard showing tf off,,,

falasteeni friends can you please tell me a fun/silly/happy story about your parents/grandparents/great-grandparents in falasteen

i'll start:

when sido was 4/5 years old in 1947 he would go up to the 3ein in the center of our village and watch the shepherds water their sheep and goats and one day he decided that he wanted a sheep for himself so he REDIRECTED a lamb from the very back of the herd to follow him home. obviously he didn't want to get in trouble so he took a sellah (idk what this is called in english like a hamper? a basket?) and hid the lamb underneath it so his mom wouldn't find out but the second she came outside the sellah started walking in circles and going "baa"

My grandmother (sitto) in highschool was supposed to memorize a bunch of poems and things as part of her exams and recite them out loud which is a typical but the really happy part is that last year she recited the poems to us because she remembered them nearly perfectly despite 50+ years since being in highschool and she was like "I was the best student in my class, everyone said so." The pure joy at remembering her childhood in Falestin....

My jiddo didn't tell us specific stories he mostly would describe the home they used to have, and how beautiful it was. He would tell us about the huge gardens they had, grape vines, fig, orange trees, and olive groves. Every single fruit they picked was so much bigger than the ones we purchase at the store these days. He always dreamt of going back, Allah yirhamou.

(both of my grandfathers passed away before i was born so these stories were told to me second hand) Jiddi fell in love with his first wife in Yafa. His family had moved to the city when his father decided to work there, and he had grown up with her. He went to school, and then went on to study to become an architect in university in the UK (during the mandate) and the first thing he did when he returned is ask for her hand in marriage. He was the only one of his siblings to finish his education and so he made sure to cover for his whole family's finances.

Sido, on the other hand, was from Beit dajan, Yafa. They were well known for their oranges, and my family had a bunch of orange trees. When the oranges were in season, the kids would pick off the trees and try to hit each other with them. He used to get home sticky from all the orange juice from these games.

"i don't understand why you're upset, you're not jewish or palestinian" SHUT UPPPP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!!!!!!!! CARING ABOUT PEOPLE IS NOT SOMETHING YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND!!!!!!!!!!!