"You keep these kids ignorant and then suddenly they’re in a situation that they don’t even have the words for and they have no idea what to do,” she says. “They’re not taught how to ask for consent, how to give consent, how to revoke consent and stop mid-way through. They don’t know to use protection or to demand it if it’s absent, they don’t know this will spread STIs and pregnancy. They don’t know it’s not supposed to hurt. Can you believe that? So, so, so many people think that sex is supposed to hurt the partner with a vagina when they have sex for the first time. They think that’s just the way it is, that’s just how it goes. *That* is obscene to me. Enforced ignorance that inevitably results in physical and emotional damage, *that’s* obscenity."

— Rich Goldstein asked me what I consider to be obscene in his article on my work, ‘Oh Joy Sex Toy’: The Internet’s Most Radical Sex-Fueled Comic Strip (via awelltraveledwoman)

(Source: erikamoen, via nolabird)

Sure should. It disturbs me all the freakin’ time ;)

Sure should. It disturbs me all the freakin’ time ;)

(Source: DILKE, via lotusinthesun)

New tat!

New tat!

nubbsgalore:

jim and jamie dutcher, determined to show “the hidden life of wolves”, lived for six years with a pack of wolves in the idaho wilderness of yellowstone. a constant but unobtrusive presence, the dutchers earned the unshakable trust of the wolves, and came to know them as complex, highly intelligent animals with distinct individual personalities, who are caring, playful and above all devoted to family.

"only a select few other species exhibit these same traits so clearly," they note. "they are capable of not only emotion but also real compassion. this is the view of the wolf that we want to share. …it is an animal that cares for its sick and desperately needs to be part of something bigger than itself - the pack. the bond a wolf has to its pack is certainly as strong as the bond a human being has to his or her family."

they add, “rarely did two wolves pass each other without playfully rubbing shoulders together or exchanging a brief lick. so often we would see two wolves relaxing together, curled up beside each other.” the dutchers also recount wolf behavior rarely documented: grief at the death of a pack mate; excitement over the birth of pups; and the shared role of raising young pack members.

but as the wolves struggle to reestablish their foothold in the american west, their public demonization continues.  say the dutchers, “as we see wolves, once again, being shot, trapped and poisoned, we recognize that our unique experience, living with wolves, is unlikely to ever happen again, and for that reason we feel that we have an obligation to share the lives of these wolves with the widest audience possible.”

it’s not just the wolves at stake, but the entire yellowstone ecosystem. wolves keep the elk gene pool strong (no other predator does this); they redistribute elk herds, allowing vegetation to recover along rivers and streams, which provides food for beavers; and they keep the number of coyotes in check, which helps to maintain populations of rodents, antelopes and birds of prey. 

(via dire-au-revoir)

uncertaintimes:

Gerardo Dottori, Lake-Dawn, 1942
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uncertaintimes:

Gerardo Dottori, Lake-Dawn, 1942

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"We are never real historians, but always near poets, and our emotion is perhaps nothing but an expression of a poetry that was lost."

— Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space (via nminusone)

(via aroomfullofbees)

nevver:

Waiting for the end of the World, Lori Nix

(via aroomfullofbees)

"Don’t attach yourself to anyone who shows you the least bit of attention because you’re lonely. Loneliness is the human condition. No one is ever going to fill that space. The best you can do is know yourself… know what you want."

— Janet Fitch, White Oleander (via wordsnquotes)

(via fuckyeahexistentialism)

"

do you remember the first time you were called annoying?
how your breath stopped short in your chest
the way the light drained from your eyes, though you knew your cheeks were ablaze
the way your throat tightened as you tried to form an argument that got lost on your tongue.
your eyes never left the floor that day.
you were 13.

you’re 20 now, and i still see the light fade from your eyes when you talk about your interests for “too long,”
apologies littering every other sentence,
words trailing off a cliff you haven’t jumped from in 7 years.
i could listen to you forever, though i know speaking for more than 3 uninterrupted minutes makes you anxious.
all i want you to know is that you deserve to be heard
for 3 minutes
for 10 minutes
for 2 hours
forever.

there will be people who cannot handle your grace, your beauty, your wisdom, your heart;
mostly because they can’t handle their own.

but you will never be
and have never been
“too much.”

"

"this started as something completely different, but everything comes back to you, doesn’t it?" - tyler ford (via tylerthelatteboy)

This makes me feel better.

(via lucyelizabeth)

(via nolabird)

"I want you to know
that the way the sun rises
over your naked body each morning
reminds me of how she used to rise
over the Tirumala Venkateswara Temple
back home, how I would ride my bike
to work before dawn and stop to watch
her first rays of light slowly climb the stairs
as if on pilgrimage for some higher meaning.

My grandma used to tell me that I would
miss this place once I leave, that
people come from all over the world to
climb the summit I ride past everyday,
as if all of them carried questions
on their backs only the top could answer.

I told her they were foolish for doing it,
she told me I was like the sun
that is raised in the East only to
settle in the West.

There’s a way in which you wake up
each morning that reminds me of more
than just home; you remind me of dawn
breaking like a dark cloud, of bent backs
and softly folded hands, of Sanskrit chants
and hopeful hearts, of believers and of
those who no longer do.

I asked my Grandmother once, what
do all these people expect to find
at the top? she laughed and
said ‘nothing; they come out here
to leave their questions behind.’

Now I know that you and I
don’t believe in deities as much as we
believe in the sky and everything she holds,
but the way the morning hides in the corner
of your lips refusing to come out
until you smile has me thinking -
that maybe we are all on a journey to answer
the heaviness we carry upon our backs;
and perhaps the journey is in leaving it all behind.

I guess what I am really trying to say is,
I think the sun goes to sleep every night
with a new question tied to her back,
and I think that you have always been
the place she goes to find her answer."

— Pavana पवन (via maza-dohta)

(via nolabird)

0ce4n-g0d:

Spirit Island Shooting Star by Ryan Bray
plantmagicdust:

Realize that what you express is the grounding of the state of your consciousness. If what you express is positive it is a gift you offer. If what you express is negative it is a request for help. If what you express is neutral it contains both the offer and the acceptance of the power that lies in choice.

plantmagicdust:

Realize that what you express is the grounding of the state of your consciousness. If what you express is positive it is a gift you offer. If what you express is negative it is a request for help. If what you express is neutral it contains both the offer and the acceptance of the power that lies in choice.