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misspennylane333 · 8 months
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White Oleander (2002)
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kumishona · 2 years
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As humans, we love to put clothes in closets, laundry in hampers, books in shelves, cups in cabinets, buns in ovens, cats in boxes,
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grapecola · 5 months
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All The Way Back . . .
Hey! I'm back. Do read 'All The Way Back'... #writer #WritingCommunity
Monday 23 October 2023 I’m here. Again. In that spot where I desperately want to write but I haven’t for a good three months. I worked full-time in Term 3 and writing took a back seat so that I could fulfill my commitment to work. It’s been killing me, slowly, from the inside out. As much as I want to write, I’m finding it beyond impossible to do so. So, I’m attempting to get back into it by…
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Tae Takemi, La Pape.
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higherentity · 1 year
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mautdesigns · 2 years
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Tethys, Primordial Mother
Let Go & Let Goddess Collection
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A Titan daughter of Gaia and Uranus, goddess of the primal font of fresh water which nourishes the earth. Mother of rivers, clouds, and water nymphs, wetnurse, and foster mother to Hera and others.
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tenth-sentence · 1 year
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A whole series of experiments both in captivity and in the wild has since shown that in many kinds of bird a male chick reared by a foster-mother of a different species does indeed sexually imprint on that other species, and that there exists a critical period during which it picks up this sexual preference.
"Nature via Nurture: Genes, Experience, and What Makes Us Human" - Matt Ridley
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It's interesting, because at my last job my boss was good---very good---about creating and fostering relationships. At the time I was horrified, because why are you texting our general counsel? Why are you calling someone up and asking them to opine on something that's just showed up on your radar?? This is business, we need to do business-y things in a business way!!!
It took me a long time to recognize what this approach bought him. He was terrible at data entry, yes. I don't think he once ever approved my vacation time, just said "sure, put your out of office message on." (He hated approving vacation time, so he just....didn't.) But he was looped in, hooked in, always consulted. Everyone picked up his calls, because if he was calling it wasn't going to be a haranguing, he wanted to work with you to achieve both your goals, and honestly? you could call him out of the blue too. It worked both ways. He was crystal clear when things were handed down from the top (usually because we'd get a beer and he'd complain about it) and when requests were coming from him/our team. And he was always, always very clear that we were his people, and it was Us against The Company; he was consistently, unequivocally and completely on our side.
(........this did not stop The Company from pulling its shenanigans, but it always felt like he was siding with Us when it did.)
I know this, because now I'm in an organization where my boss isn't on our side, where things aren't explained---even when explanations would make the boss' requests more reasonable. I'm aware of other situations too, where members of the team have been what seems like deliberately insulted or attacked by our boss, which is frankly unnecessary.
I don't have a conclusion to draw from all of this, and god knows that bad bosses are ten a penny, each terrible in their own way. Still, I do think about it more and more, particularly as I stare down 1 year with the company.
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briarpatch-kids · 1 year
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I think everyone should have the right to self determined living when it comes to disability. Some people are happier in their own home, some people are happier in a group home, some people may never want to leave their parents house. What matters is that the person chose it for themselves and that they get the support needed to make it happen.
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Musings on Ice-Pick Joe
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I'm not sure why no one is talking about Ice-Pick Joe's death scene, especially with rumors of the Ice-Pick Joe prequel circulating the internet.
The scene where Ice-Pick Joe walked by Sofia's window on his way to the fateful meeting with Katya, stopping to lean against the light post long enough to see two silhouettes come together. (I can't be the only one who was getting Blue Velvet vibes in that scene?) Why isn't anyone talking about his longing? The voyeurism? His fear of abandonment stemming from childhood trauma...after all, his mother picked him, of all his siblings, to leave at the orphanage! She left him with nothing but those appleseeds that he carried around in his pockets.
I'm absolutely sure that Sofia was the unnamed child in Joe's flashback (Jodie Foster was so good as the scrappy, androgynous best friend. She did have a limp in that scene when they were running from the cemetery. We don't actually know at what age Sofia lost her leg. And Donny Osmond was the perfect young Ice-Pick Joe!)
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If you watch closely, she had the same birthmark on her shoulder in that first awkward kiss scene that Sofia had when she and Katya fought that night of her birthday, when she ripped her blouse and threw her glass of champagne at the wall.)
But back to Joe on the empty street, those shadows against the wall like shadow puppets, and the way the clock motif came back at that moment? Such haunting music, reprised again in the film score during Joe's death (I still cry when I hear "The Demise of Ice-Pick Joe". Linking to it here, because I played it on repeat when the movie was over. Brilliant and haunting.)
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Remember how the flashbacks showed us that Ice-Pick Joe was really superstitious and believed that he had inherited his grandmother's gifts? If you watch the way Joe looks at the shadows and then down at his watch, you can see him hesitate before going to the docks. Was he hearing voices?
Most people agree that the shadows on the wall looked like a child, but I'm not sure that Ice-Pick Joe's hesitation to go to the dock was about his own son. I think the shadows looked more like that kiss flashback when he and Sofia were children. The frame and perspective are almost the same angle, as if they are being watched from below.
Either way, he is clearly making the choice to leave the past behind that brings him to his tragic and senseless death.
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I would love to know what happened that took that gentle young Joe who loved to sing and turned him into the tortured stoic we meet in Goncharov, the only affection reserved for his cat, Mrs. Claws.
(I can't help but wonder if they meant for her to be an echo of Le Befana, the Italian winter witch-goddess who sometimes gets translated as Mrs. Claus? After all, his mama's last words to him when she kissed him goodbye were, "If you're a very good boy, maybe La Befana will bring you to a new home on Epiphany morning, a warm home full of food and presents." Poor Joe never finds that home.) You know, I think that was the first time I heard about Le Befana, and that was one of the inspirations that led me down the road to my own version of Mother Christmas.
Does anyone know if it's true that the Ice-Pick Joe prequel got permission to use "Hotel California" as its theme song? I wonder if we're going to get the story of his time as an unskilled laborer in the vineyards of Napa in the 60s? I was never clear about how he got to America and then back to Italy with a small fortune and hitman skills? They're saying it's like Better Call Saul meets the Sopranos meets Twin Peaks. I'm here for it, especially if they can get Cole Sprouse to play young Ice-Pick Joe.
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onbearfeet · 11 months
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No, Microsoft Word, upon consideration I don't think my audience will be offended by my use of the word "fuck". My intended audience is queers, teenagers, and queer teenagers, all of whom seem to be absolutely fucking delighted by my use of the word "fuck".
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suitetarts · 5 months
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the way astarion smiles at jaheira... getting a compliment from mom for real
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lexfoster · 9 months
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Hannah and her sister, they were close. Lex was more of a mother to her than that charming woman. In fact, Lex told me it was her mother’s idea to sell the pills. Lex later denied it in court. I think she was afraid of leaving Hannah with no one.
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boatshoesdude · 8 months
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Andrew, a man who was never given the option to ask, to want, in his life finally being able to have desires is so special to me. Just imagine, Neil sitting on the couch in their apartment (not someone else’s apartment that Andrew happens to be staying at, but his place, his and Neil’s home) and Andrew walks up to him, not sitting down immediately but standing hesitantly for a moment. He’s still learning what he wants, what he needs, what he can find in Neil. “I want to try something” this snaps Neil away from whatever show/book/thing that had his attention before. “Okay”. It’s a blanket statement, it means permission, it’s Neil allowing Andrew to try whatever he has in mind, because Neil trusts him and wants his to learn to act on his indulgences. “Is today a good day for physical touch?” Andrew asks because he needs to know the limits, Neil is so relaxed (a more common sight nowadays) and he can’t be the one to ruin it by overstepping. “Yeah” Neil pays attention to every movement Andrew makes, not watching him to ensure his own safety, but out of curiosity. Andrew sits on the couch next to Neil, then he tucks his feet up onto the couch, he lays on his side with his back to the couch and leans his head on Neil’s lap, almost like a cat would. After a second, tests the waters, seeing if he himself is okay with this, he relaxes his muscles, his head sinking deeper onto Neil. “Shoulders and up” he says. Neil runs a hand through Andrew’s hair and Andrew closes his eyes, not to sleep, but in content. Neil turns back to whatever show/book/thing had his attention before, still running his hand through andrew’s hair, sliding his fingers down his neck, rubbing circles into his shoulders. Andrew wanted this, this confort, this sense of security, this undeniable show of trust and love, and Neil gave it to him without a moment of hesitation.
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sprnklersplashes · 3 months
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me whenever someone compares ruby to rose tyler: oh my god shut up shut up SHUT UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP me whenever someone compares ruby to amy or clara: OH HOHOHOHO *rubs hands together gleefully* YES YEEEEEEESSSSS YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
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If Fintan really DID kill all those people, they would keep him in a straitjacket, a padded room and in freezing temperatures-
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This is so stupid- I am so sorry
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