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I think it would be so cool if someone made an animation based off of the Disney song "Colors of the Wind" (if anyone ever feels the need to make this come to life by all means PLEASE 🙏)
Like there is a person that the scene is following and they're singing the song but in like modern times showing off like cities and people just interacting and LIVING
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🎶"You think I'm an ignorant savage" 🎶
The speaker (for the sake of this I'm going to call them "C" for citizens or something or like the people) is singing towards the camera or another idea is is that there is another person (I'm going to call this figure G) that is kind of just like a blank slate or like a shadow figure so like there's no identifiable features just that it's a being that is there and present and they are the one being addressed
-maybe there's a foggy blurry distant perception of an angry mob behind C that's kind of like a mirage
🎶"And you've been so many places"🎶
Pan rich people stuff, like boats and planes and maybe high class parties with suits and dresses and champagne or whatnot
🎶"I guess it must be so"🎶
🎶"But still, I cannot see"🎶
Maybe there's a close up of C and in their eyes you can see different scenes of people crying over bills in their hand well at the hospital, and then maybe it pans to some rich higher up connected to the hospital and they're laughing having fun over fancy dinner in a suit at some party
🎶"If the savage one is me"🎶
could be kind of cool if the poor side was reflected in one eye and the rich was reflected in the other at the same time so you could see the contrast
🎶"How can there be so much that you don't know?"🎶
Maybe it pans two other unfortunate scenes filtering in C's eyes that show the wide contrast between the rich and the poor
🎶"You don't know"🎶
...No longer a close-up of C...
🎶"You think you own whatever land you land on"🎶
C is singing at them and pokes G's chest and then gestures around them with their arms open
🎶"The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim"🎶
maybe pan to scenes that go on in the background like a one of those old photo tapes that are like long strips of different photos of places being conquered/ taken over/ claimed, or natural resources being picked dry like a scene of trees being cut down, or they're digging up dirt for oil or something
🎶"But I know every rock and tree and creature"🎶
I think would be cool if the scene blurs and it looks like it's spinning and then suddenly it looks like C and G a walking down a path and C is greeting people and saying hi or like giving brief hugs before they keep walking down the path
🎶"Has a life, has a spirit, has a name"🎶
C looks back at G and gestures one arm out then there's like scenes of the people he just greeted or said hi to just living life, interacting with other people, smiling, talking doing things maybe playing with kids or walking a dog or going in a coffee shop or something
🎶"You think the only people who are people"🎶
And then maybe it shows a whole bunch of different people from all over the world and different cultures with all different features and looks and languages from all kinds of different backgrounds just showing them having small interactions and day to day life (including different genders and sexualities)
🎶"Are the people who look and think like you"🎶
Maybe pan to rich people doing rich people things?
🎶"But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger"🎶
It continues to pan between the different scenes, maybe some showing different kinds of cultural celebrations
🎶"You'll learn things you never knew, you never knew"🎶
Meanwhile all these scenes are going by, maybe it looks like they're invisible but in the room where all these different people just watching it happen. But it also shows other scenes like the poor and the hungry and the homeless and all the others that society tends to forget about, that they are people too, and that they're hurting, maybe it shows scenes like a mother going hungry just so she can give her kids the meager scraps of food, for a father working himself to the bone to try to provide, or younger person having to put up with other people tormenting them at work because they need the job to be able to put food on the table and pay their rent
🎶"Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?"🎶
Maybe pan to a street artist playing guitar and singing something and has a hat out for cash, maybe pans too something to show money problems, maybe an eviction notice
🎶"Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?"🎶
Maybe a scene of a clearly overworked and exhausted father that puts a smile on for his kid but then turns around and looks at his empty wallet and loses his smile making sure his kids can't see
Then it pans to other similar scenes where people are struggling and hurting while C keeps singing
🎶"Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?"🎶
🎶"Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?"🎶
🎶"Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?"🎶
🎶"Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest"🎶
Maybe show something where the scene is weaving down streets and corners and it comes upon a a family who is struggling but is just happy to have each other
🎶"Come taste the sun sweet berries of the Earth"🎶
Maybe a scene of poor kids running through the forest barefoot or something and stumbling upon a berry bush and they just present great joy as they start stuffing handfuls in their folded shirts
🎶"Come roll in all the riches all around you"🎶
Maybe the camera starts pointing towards the sky from in the forest so you can see beautiful gigantic trees reaching towards the heavens and maybe birds play together as they fly by, and the camera is spinning in a circle? And/or C has their face towards the sky and their arms wide open as they spin in circles in a small clearing
🎶"And for once, never wonder what they're worth"🎶
Maybe one of the playful birds comes down and perches on C's arm/hand
.... Scene change, maybe in a city again
🎶"The rainstorm and the river are my brothers"🎶
Pan to different people, maybe people of different cultures and genders
🎶"The heron and the otter are my friends"🎶
🎶"And we are all connected to each other"🎶
Maybe a scene where it shows that things are all connected to each other like sunlight to plants and deer to wolves and bodies to mushrooms and stuff like that?
🎶"In a circle, in a hoop that never ends"🎶
🎶"How high does the sycamore grow?"🎶
Maybe show a massive gigantic tree that C stands at the base of and opens its arms wide upwards towards its leaves
🎶"If you cut it down, then you'll never know"🎶
🎶"And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon"🎶
Maybe show a street view of the place where the street performer used to sing/play and just show a dirty ruined trampled on hat that's just abandoned on the sidewalk
🎶"For whether we are white or copper skinned"🎶
C is facing towards the camera and has arms wide, on one side it shows the average in poor people in their plane worn clothes and the other it shows rich people with fancy suits or expensive stuff or whatever
🎶"We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain"🎶
Maybe show C with the mob behind them like the beginning but this time they're happy and holding hands and stuff
🎶"We need to paint with all the colors of the wind"🎶
🎶"You can own the Earth and still"🎶
Maybe show something where people are farming or gathering but still tending to the Earth
🎶"All you'll own is Earth until"🎶
Show people shopping down trees and digging for oil
🎶"You can paint with all the colors of the wind"🎶
Have C bring their arms in close to their chest and cover their heart
Sometimes I get depressed thinking about whether or not I've missed out on some life-changing events by just one simple action, like touching someone's hand, making eye contact with someone, etc........*sigh*
depression tips™
shower. not a bath, a shower. use water as hot or cold as u like. u dont even need to wash. just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. sit on the floor if you gotta.
moisturize everything. use whatever lotion u like. unscented? dollar store lotion? fancy ass 48 hour lotion that makes u smell like a field of wildflowers? use whatever you want, and use it all over.
put on clean, comfortable clothes.
put on ur favorite underwear. cute black lacy panties? those ridiculous boxers u bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? put em on.
drink cold water. use ice. if u want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.
clean something. doesn’t have to be anything big. organize one drawer of ur desk. wash five dirty dishes. do a load of laundry. scrub the bathroom sink.
blast music. listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.
make food. don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. take the time and make food. even if it’s ramen. add something special to it, like a hard boiled egg or some veggies. prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something.
make something. write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. even if you don’t think you’re good at it.
go outside. take a walk. sit in the grass. look at the clouds. smell flowers. put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.
call someone. call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. talk to a stranger on the street. have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. if you can’t, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. even if you don’t say much, listen to them.
cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them. take pictures of them. talk to them. tell them how u feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out.
Yes, you will suffer for a short time. But after that, God will make everything right. He will make you strong. He will support you and keep you from falling. He is the God who gives all grace. He chose you to share in his glory in Christ. That glory will continue forever.
1 Peter 5:10
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Little things are everywhere. Sometimes a bug, or a flower, or a meal. Some are encased within big things, some within a small deviation of a routine, some within a single days difference. Often they're overlooked, unseen and taken for granted. And sometimes they get stuck in your mind, are glaringly obvious and you appriciate them for the blessing they can be. Two different ends of a spectrum of reactions and actions that can be taken. Hundreds of thousands of little things, all around you. How many do you see?
How often do you look for the little, lovable things? The little things you do for your friends and the little things they do for you? A ladybug on a rose or a moth with pretty wings? Do you have little things that you notice about a beloved? About friends? About you?
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We live a life of big things, with access to a world of information at our fingertips. We have a new generation of people who are called the most connected generation in history. There are places in developing countries where they do not have water, running or not, but there is a smartphone or other such device. One that is connected. We are connected, in a way that has never before been seen. There a movements and people, all with big voices, loud voices, constantly in our ears, in our minds, and on our tounges. I am a small voice, but I will still speak. I speak a small words with big impact. I speak Jesus. I do not ask for you to as well, I do not, will not, will never demand that of you. I write this for myself, to remind me that God is good, and always around me. I write this for you, the reader, to try and give you a way to look for the little things to love in life, a small bit of true joy in a life of easy access to war news, death news, and all the things that are wrong in the world. It is overwhelming. My hope is for this is for it to be something calming, something full of hope, and a moment of peace in our world of ever-moving chaos. I will speak of Jesus and what I believe, but I will also speak of things and places and people who bring me joy. Welcome, treasured ones, and please, follow along with me on this journey of the little things in life.
Random kindness? Or Salty revenge? (11.28.2017) // It was normal day. As usual i made my way through Targét, before work. Hunting for discount sales, like the true mother i am. Unfortunately, Lady Luck did not bless me w/her magical juju. After purchasing an unnecessary bathing suit for a whopping $40.71, I made my way into a widely popular café where Pumpkin Spice drinks are praised, like it were wine made from the blood of Christ, himself. Where the stereotypical teenage girl struts in, wearing yoga pants and UGG boots. (yes, Starbucks)
I set my belongings on a table secluded from the rest of the customers (bc loner✌🏻). I grab my wallet and turn back to obtain a place in line, when an arm shoots out in front of me. My eyes follow the arm to its owner. A girl with a red shirt and light khakis. She hands a small brown, paper bag w/2 white doves on it. “Here.” She says. “I wanted a chocolate chip one but they gave me this one.” I could only assume that her salty tone was directed at the Barista, who was too busy doing her job to pay attention at the death glares. I dismissed the bitter remark and thanked her for the free treat. Then, proceeded to order my beverage of choice (an iced chai w/coconut milk😏👌🏻). Now, as I type this theatrical caption, I’m enjoying this delicious, pumpkin spiced, octo-cookie. So,win. Moral of the story, never deny a gift?? Idk take what you want from this.😂
Strangers & Doughnuts.
So, I was running late for school, its was 8:30 A.M. when my mom and I left the house to go to Dunkin Donuts. When we got to the parking lot, a man no more than 22-23 years old, was riding up the sidewalk on his skateboard. He was about average height. No more than 5′9″. He wore camouflage cargo shorts with a grey undershirt-I didn't really look at his shoes. Upon his freckled skin were old, faded, and scarred up tattoos. His hair was buzzed off. He didn't seem dangerous, but wasn't your average Joe walking around in jeans and a t-shirt. He stood out yet he was invisible at the same. (if that makes sense?)
After we found a parking space, I got out of the car before my mom and quickly made my way across the lot toward the front door. And I noticed the man holding the door open for an older gentleman (mid to late 50s or 60s), and we made eye contact (awkward) so I sped up a little; jogging to the door; feeling guilty for letting him stand there while I walked. When I finally reached the door, I smiled at him and thanked him. And he smiled back, nodding his head slightly, before saying “You're welcome.” As I walked by him, I noticed one of his face tattoos was tear drop on his right cheek bone. It was the only one that really caught my attention. (not in an offense or negative way, it was just the only tattoo that stood out to me at the time.)
Then, he disappeared into the bathrooms along with the older gentleman from earlier. My mom and I go about our usual business and order breakfast. (99¢ coupons bc we’re cheap & poor lol ). When the cashier hands me my iced coffee, I thank her and set off to find a straw for my drink. I could hear my mom ordering and the cashier telling her the price. Suddenly, I feel someone standing behind me. but like rly close-like he was just a inch behind me. And then I hear a familiar voice say:
“You have a good day, now. Okay?” I turn around and it was the same man. So, I smiled back at him and wished him the same before he walked out of the shop and took off on his skateboard. I walked back over to my mom at the counter and she asked me about the man and what he said to me. I told her and told her about the tear drop tattoo he had. She said that he had to have been in jail or prison to have one on his face like that. (not ALL ppl who have teardrop tattoos on their face are/have been in jail/prison. nor are they ‘bad ppl’, that is just her theory as to why that tattoo was on this particular dude’s face. if you want my personal opinion send me a message and i will share it w/u.)
Since then, I spent most of my day thinking about the kind stranger from Dunkin Donuts. And wondering if his day just as mediocre as mine. So, yeah. That was the highlight of my day and possibly the whole week.
lounging around in my boxers with my homemade amateur sock packer feeling very gender rn. still a lil scary but come a long way got a gf and everything.
Spilled Thoughts
...I’m tired.
Not physically, but in an emotional way...
I feel like I hide too much...
From friends,
From family,
From everyone...
...I’m tired of this mask...
When can I take it off?...
Why is kindness such a rarity?
Who made it abnormal to treat another human as if they actually are a living, breathing being?
What caused us to retreat so far into ourselves that we don’t notice the pain around us?
When did we become like this?
...and how can we change it?
Hello! I’m a student doing a project on the misconceptions vs reality of homelessness!
It’s a very personal passion to me for bringing to light the reality of homelessness. My family has constantly struggled with financial issues and I was unhoused for a good bit of my childhood. I want to show people the actual circumstances for how people end up in these situations, and that people don’t deserve homelessness.
We made two surveys, one for if you’ve been homeless or are currently homeless, and one for what your views on the homeless are. If you could fill it out that would be great. We have 2 weeks to get 100 responses 🥲
Survey for views on homeless
Survey for if you’ve been homeless in the past or are currently homeless
THANK YOU! :D
Idk if it's these transits but I lost two friends and now it feels like my whole friend group has been split up with me basically out of it ☹️
Little rant ig? So I'm a junior in hs and I'm freaking out because I have one more year and then shit gets real. I wanna be a cosmetologist but can I even do it? I wanna specialize in black hair but the way these schools are set up is that possible? I feel like it would be really hard and I'm scared, I'm scared of life and growing up. I don't even know how I'd pay for trade school and will I regret not going to college? Idk I'm just scared and have a lot of questions and wanted someone to talk to since my family isn't really listening.
If you have been going through a rough patch in life, DO NOT GIVE UP. Think of something positive that you are looking forward to later... it could be getting your first car. Just DON'T GIVE UP.
That's my inspiring message for today and you should make it yours, too. If you want to hear what my rough patch is, DM me.
P. S, Reblog this if you agree!!
You know all those humans are space orcs posts about how we anthropomorphise inanimate objects? Next time a computer asks me to confirm I’m human, I’m telling it about Fang, the small paper shredder at a neighbours house I met while helping her with organising and ended up feeding him different things over the course of a while bc there was that much to get rid of and if he ate too fast he overheated and had to be given time to calm down.
I cannot stress enough, he was not my paper shredder. He was the size of a waste paper bin under a desk, really simple. He was not named Fang by his owner. I have never not referred to him as Fang.
I spent a couple hours with Fang one day in the summer. It’s been years, I still think about Fang fairly regularly and consider getting a paper shredder like one might consider getting a dog. The worst part is everytime I get to that point in the line of thought, I think it wouldn’t be the same because it’s not Fang.
So I get emotionally invested in things quick.
Your soul knows. It will let you know when it's time to distance yourself from people who no longer align with you mentally, emotionally, physically, or energetically.
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"Sleeping like that is bad for you! Stop it!"
I hate these kinds of articles, we know Captain obvious. Unless you have a magical cure for my insomnia, that is not happening. I'd much rather have a fucked up back and neck rather than having a sad fucked up brain from getting no sleep.
If life is but a game and we must obey the rules to win...
Why is it that I feel like the one being played?
-me
Thomas Merton, Thoughts in Solitude
Strawberries and Sweet Coffee
We have been climbing a hill for so long and today it felt like we almost reached the top,
There we sat the golden hour creeping in and your breath sang a tune of strawberries and sweet coffee.
There was a amber glow that doodled threw grass only to light up your already sparkling eyes,
I hadn't seen such a genuine smile for a very long time that made today so very special for me,
Because it is something I have been waiting to see.
Our fingers intertwined as we danced, stepped and swayed to the melodies on the background,
Whilst hearing you laugh it is such a beautiful sound.
Feeling you next to me in such a geniuine way made the hours fly away,
With not enough time or words to say...
How deeply in love I am with you.
No one will ever see, feel, experience things the you do. You are the only one that experiences the world that way. You will never be able to fully explain exactly how you feel about something.
Now isn't that a head fuck
First Post in Months!
Hey, hey, hey! It's been quite a while, and I've been meaning to sign back in and post, but I just haven't gotten around to it… until now.
I'll start off by sharing the reason I had stopped posting altogether. I was dealing with anxiety (which led to depression) for some of February and a good chunk of March. I've been dealing with it for years, but it became unmanageable and disrupted my diet and sleep habits. Since finding a psychiatriast (in addition to my therapist), I've gotten my medication changed and adopted healthy outlets (i.e., Animal Crossing and getting outside), and my anxiety is back at a mangeable level.
Next, work had picked up across several platforms, so I've been busy with my writing orders. I'm not complaining though; I'm grateful for the work, even when I was swamped. I would rather be stressed because I have too much than worried because I don't have enough.
Finally, I've been working on my work-life balance, so once I'm finished with my work, I'll usually shut down the laptop for the night. I decided this evening that I should really get in here and post something.
So, that's basically where I've been. I'll try to do better at sharing updates on my writing journey. If anyone reads this, or even if you don't, I hope you're all doing well! :)