Hopefully This Will Lift The Heavy Weight Off Someone's Chest Today.

Today I saw a girl from my balcony. There was a little creature on the pavement. I don't know what it was, maybe a frog or a lizard. She stopped, watched the creature for five minutes or more, until it disappeared in the safety of grass. I like girls so much.

“At an early age I learned that people make mistakes, and you have to decide if their mistakes are bigger than your love for them.”

— The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas

I have never in my life wanted to get to know stars, the night sky or anything related to astronomy. Space was never something I was interested in. But this is so beautiful and interesting, I can’t even look away.

Sometimes… there’s more than meets the eye. 👀 You’re looking at two very different takes on an iconic image. ⁣

Human eyes can see only a small portion of the range of radiation given off by the objects around us. We call this wide array of radiation the electromagnetic spectrum, and the part we can see visible light.

In the first image, researchers revisited one of Hubble Space Telescope’s most popular sights: the Eagle Nebula’s Pillars of Creation. Here, the pillars are seen in infrared light, which pierces through obscuring dust and gas and unveil a more unfamiliar — but just as amazing — view of the pillars. ⁣ ⁣ The entire frame is peppered with bright stars and baby stars are revealed being formed within the pillars themselves. The image on the bottom is the pillars in visible light.

Image Credit: NASA, ESA/Hubble and the Hubble Heritage Team⁣

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These are some of my favourite classic female authors.

Two of them are czech, as you can see. The first one is Květa Legátová who wrote Želary and Jozova Hanule. The film Želary, based on Jozova Hanule (i know, the situation with the names is kind of messy), was nominated for the Oscars in the early 2000's.

The second one is Gabriela Preissová who was a czech writer and playwriter and two of her best known plays are Její pastorkyňa and Gazdina roba.

Both of them wrote about women and their lives. Gabriela is realistic writer and Květa is very poetic.

Especially Květa Legátová is just brilliant and I think that it should be possible to find a copy of her books translated into English. If you find it, read it. Please. I need people to know about her.

favourite female authors | requested by @shirewalker

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hayett mccarthy / mona tougaard / heather kemesky / günze gözütok / unknown / sabrina impacciatore / rossy de palma / pooja mor / alba flores

the men in my life are all good men, or, at least, they are men who are not violent - and that is enough for a man to be considered good; that he could be violent but is not.

the men in my life are good men. recently at a hardware store one of the men in my life let me stand behind him, just a little, in that ghosting way that girls can learn. the disappearing technique we master of shadowing behind our Good Men. this was to protect me from a man who was not-being-good.

i fall down. one of the good men in my life offers me one arm like a knight, we are laughing while i clamber back onto my feet. i give the good men in my life piggy back rides because i like to show off how strong i am. i give the good men in my life run-at-them hugs. i let the good men in my life pick me up like i am a sack of grain; i get the good men in my life coffee, i make them sandwiches, i teach them dancing.

i am a man-hater, obviously. i am gay enough the insult is sort of funny. waiting for the bus, where there are men who are not-known-to-be-good, i google how to make a fist. i can never remember if the thumb goes on the outside or the inside, only that it is imperative that i do not fuck it up or i will break my thumb at the same time the man tries to break me. 

i walk my dog around the track only-at-dusk and-no-later. i made that mistake once, in august, hoping i could take a later run and maybe see the stars - i romanticized the idea of being able to skulk like a fox. the man that followed me across three lawns, two road-crossings, and back to my car - he spent the whole time whistling. the good men in my life say - oh, do you need me to come with you? and are actually asking - do you feel safe?

i fall down in a supermarket. a man i do not know grabs the inside of my knee. i do not know if the man is good, but i am supposed to give men the benefit of the doubt, so i laugh while standing. a man trying-to-be-in-my-life says what, no hug? and i have to decide if it worth it to just take off or put up with it. a man who-might-not-be-good stares at me while i walk by - i have to calculate if he’s just looking or if he’s watching. other men have badly hurt me, physically. the casual remark made is that those men are not real men. but they were real enough, to me.

there are many men who are mad at me. an entire reddit thread once was dedicated to how to dox me for feminist ranting - it was kind of funny, when it wasn’t downright scary. i have been stalked and harassed and treated horribly. they are all good men, in their own lives, you know. they are not violent, usually, unless provoked, and all it takes for a man to be good is for him to not be violent unless provoked, and i am, of course, always provoking.

a man in my life rolls his eyes. “i am sick of hearing this. we get it, all men are fucking evil. get over it.”

a man who-is-not-good shouts something unwritable at me. i have to tell the good man i am standing next to - it’s okay, this is nothing compared to what-could-be, this happens, it’s really not that big of a deal to me. 

“but it should be,” he says. “it should be.”

Well, this was a gif set that I didn't know I needed today.

Lucy Liu in Elementary season 6 episode 21 “Whatever Remains, However Improbable” (2018) dir. Christine Moore

Well, I feel called out.

Ravenclaw: Physically, I'm here.

Ravenclaw: Mentally, I'm in a pirate AU fanfic, fighting alongside my rival turned lover.

no act of kindness is small and insignificant!!! if you choose to be kind and do good your choice matters and makes the world a better place. never underestimate a kind heart 

Margaret Atwood: femininity is a performance art course you will never graduate from and man is your audience

me: holy shit

the small but growing Mitski on my shoulder: femininity might be a performance art we will never be free of, but because you are aware of this, sometimes you will seek to perform only for yourself and no one else, and by that, we are starting to break free

me, sobbing: thank you, Mitski of my consciousness