Hatred Is The Opposite Of Understanding. In Fact, Hatred Is The *refusal* To Understand. Part Of Understanding

Hatred is the opposite of understanding. In fact, hatred is the *refusal* to understand. Part of understanding is to feel compassion. Have you ever felt the anger evaporate the moment you *understood* something or someone you hated?

This applies to self-judgement: if you hate yourself, that means you don't understand yourself. Hatred is a distortion of the truth. You can't see yourself clearly through hating eyes. Let go of self-judgement to heal.

Seems like all the things people say are "missing the point" or "not doing enough" about saving pollinators, actually are doing some good.

Like No Mow May and leaving your lawn weeds alone, sure it's important to be planting species native to your area, but cosmopolitan lawn weeds like dandelions are actually really important for pollinators even in areas where they're not native. Gas powered lawn mowers put out a shit ton of CO2, way more per hour of use than cars, and the other air pollutants caused by lawn mowers are bad for us, so it's great to cut down on lawn mowing any way possible.

And on top of all that, a month of not mowing gives enough time for wild flowers to start growing where they couldn't before, so if you participate in no mow may, you might not NEED to plant native flowers because you might already have them

same thing with "save the bees" and focusing on honeybees, the pesticides that are affecting honeybees are also killing our native pollinators, so it will benefit them all to stop spraying.

people getting into beekeeping is good, even though honey bees aren't the ones endangered, it shows people how they are in symbiosis with other life forms.

And I'm reading a book about beekeeping, cause dad wants to keep bees, and the book says if you keep bees you will have to talk to your neighbors about pesticides and how they will harm the bees. That is a benefit to the whole ecosystem if someone is educating the people around them about the harms of pesticides

On top of that, more people are experiencing firsthand that honey comes from bees and consequently, understanding that insects aren't just scary and bad, and when they see a bee maybe they won't feel threatened and want to destroy it but instead think "oh yeah that is my friend that gives me delectable treats"

It is recommended to offer your neighbors honey from your hives. If they put pesticides on their flowers, they will put poison in the honey they were promised, if they get any honey at all

Always, always take the time to sit with and process your feelings. Often we live through events that are major for us and afterwards we just keep going - we do not stop to check our breathing, our heartbeat, our mental state. A lot of situations cause a lot of difficult emotions and while it is ok to let them exist for a while, it is not ok to bury them. Make room for your feelings and thoughts, my love. Remember to reflect on your experiences and make sure to evaluate how you feel about them. Reflection is the key to truly knowing yourself, to truly healing yourself.

WC #33: Kacchako

Prompt: Bath

Pairing: Kacchako (My Hero Academia) 

I have been binge loving this ship and ever since the last fic of them, I’ve wanted to write more so enjoy! Also its 1am so heres to shitty night writing! (I know i should have upload sooner to count for yesterdays so another fic will be today too.)

I’m gonna say this is lime or boarder line lemon so yeah. They aged up obviously.

:)

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Bakugou watched with a blank expression on his face as his girlfriend dropped in the bath bomb. Between them, the bomb fizzed and let the colors of blue and purple taint the water and swirl around as bubbles formed. She had a slight bounce to her as her eyes fixated on the magical orb spinning around and even he began entertained with the fizzing noise, he was just glad it didn’t contain any glitter. 

The bomb settled and she leaned back, resting her head on the makeshift pillow she made from a towel. He copied on the other side. Together they sat, the warm water setting steam float up and she knew when he sat in that the temperature had risen a few degrees due to his powerful quirk. 

She was a little shocked that he agreed to join her in the bath. He was used to walking in and seeing her enjoyed the frothy water as he brushed his teeth but never did he ever join. But after a tempting plead and a promise of table top shenanigans, she ushered him in. To his surprise, he actually enjoyed the hot water, not to mention the view of his naked girlfriend, the one covered mostly with bubbles. 

His eyes were closed and he was relaxing on the silence, but her devilish side wanted to play and his eyes opened and glared when she tossed water on to her face using her foot. He blink as the blue and violet bubbles fell off his face, Uraraka tried to contain her giggles but her laugh had escaped. 

Instead of yelling out a cuss, he smirked and grabbed her ankle, pulling her into the water towards him, a gasp left her as she slightly dunked under and arisen just as fast. A mixture of aqua and purple bubbles now soaked her face and hair, her bangs clasped over her eyes and she pushed them away with a huff. 

He let out his own laugh and bucked up his knees so she was practically sitting on him. her arms crossed in front of her chest and a pout sprung to her face, the water swishing against the tub fiercely. 

“Hey don’t get mad, you’re the one who started it.” He said and she tried to keep the mad look on her face, but the way his thumbs made circles on her hips didn’t help her. 

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the greatest social contagion of our time (other than misogyny ofc) is capitalism. human “progress” is dictated and regulated by capital. “why are we going to war?” capital. “why are women’s rights regressing?” capital. “why are gay people suddenly in every tv show despite homophobia being rampant?” capital. “why is there a push for men to wear makeup and transpeople to get surgery?” it’s not progress, it’s capital. BBLs, “shave with this feminist razor,” boy clothes or girl clothes, for him/for her, “you deserve the perfect wedding,” girl dinner, “celebrate your melanin skin with this bronzer for $199,” “here’s a funny ad making fun of vegans from a meat factory, isn’t it funny?” “take our free quiz to find out your aesthetic/if you’re neurodivergent,” “10 signs you could have psycho personality disorder” . . . it’s been marketing from the start.

it doesn’t matter if it’s crazy, untrue or evil—it makes bank. human rights don’t matter if they don’t make capital. human lives don’t matter if they don’t have capital. you are not an agent in your life or country without capital. merchant class and consumer class is how the world is sliced. 99.9% of every piece of entertainment is marketing. it is marketing beliefs and ideas for the sake of capital with no regard to human quality of life. that’s why you can have an influx of movies and songs about, idk, black lives mattering, but if the exploitation of black people makes more bank than their liberation, the oligarchs and emperors will do whatever they need to do to get the extra buck. they’ll find a charity, and starve sweatshop workers. maybe even fund a dictator’s army to keep the nation destabilized.

like literally every facet of human life has become capitalistic. be it religion, academia, clothing, etc. it’s everywhere in everything. we used to be able to just like what we liked, but now every like of ours is a data point that is used to market and constrain our own natural, evolving self-expression into a strict niche. companies offer more products than services. like who would we be if we allowed ourselves to be contradicted? if we stopped reading tabloid experts? if we just IGNORED social media campaigns or trends? if we just stopped trying to keep up in a race that never finishes?

most people don’t even realize how much their identities are shaped by what they consume. how the doctrine of consumption has ruined their relationships. there is no loneliness bug or depression virus going around. we just talk and behave and see ourselves and each other as assets because we’re used to being treated as customers or products. that’s why we’re so sick and isolated! humanity is so so sick because of this thing like from the skin to the roots! none of it is sustainable!

it’s also not immutable. companies are effective in telling us what we want, but we have always been able to make demands. is this how you want the world to run? no? it’s time to switch up then. I’m talking unsubscribing, deleting apps, buying a house with friends instead of marrying, creating demand for services. consumers are literally the driving force of economy. being mindful of this matters.