1. A walk with an old friend
2. Daffodils
3. A purring snuggling cat
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1. A walk with an old friend
2. Daffodils
3. A purring snuggling cat
The Healers You can hear them moving among the ruins, hear them by their silence in the noisy crowds. You can see them, opening their little bags, opening the shrapneled hearts of strangers, crouching before the body of a child to lean down and whisper her a story, a story in which what's happening is not what's happening. They mend; they stitch; they carry. They work; they weep; they lose. And when nothing can be done among the rubble, they kneel there as the fires fall around them and they cradle the face of the dying, the life that is trying to speak to them, the life that whispers, listen, and they do. —Joseph Fasano
For all the healers working in this world:
Over 1000 civilians dead, and we're letting Trump use UK bases to further his war.
Britain should stand firm against Trump's illegal warmongering, and stop these bombers landing on UK soil.
We are so fucked. Fuck every powerful person who isn't doing anything about this disaster
The events of the past 48 hours have laid bare Keir Starmer's utter inability to stand up to Donald Trump - and this weakness could have serious consequences for the safety of British people.
.@zacksbrother.bsky.social You seen this?
@zackpolanski.bsky.social @greenparty.org.uk
Snuck out last night so we all missed it
except we didn't.
Hat tip to @rupertread.bsky.social for flagging it up
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We all know plants grown in living, thriving, life-filled soil, give us living, thriving, life-filled food - how do we make sure this is what we feed our families, communities and ourselves?
accidentalgods.life/roots-to-hea...
#AccidentalGods #Podcast
#RegenerativeAgriculture
#OrganicFarming
99% of what you need to understand about the relentless murder of our living planet, in one word:
CAPITALISM
How would an #economy function if it was *actually* oriented to the flourishing of people and planet, regardless of the profits, rather than the death cult that aims for profit regardless of the impact on people and planet?
accidentalgods.life/barefoot-eco...
#AccidentalGods
#Podcast
#Economics
The old world is dying. The new world struggles to be born. Now is the time of monsters
Doing some cute calligraphy
When the AI boom began, copywriters were singled out as one of the jobs most vulnerable to AI. Now, three years later, I wanted to hear from workers on the frontlines of the industry, to hear what had actually taken place on the ground.
For many, it was even worse than they'd feared.
Things You Can Make ChatGPT Write for You - Hayley DeRoche Your last words But before them What to murmur to a lover in bed What to say in the group chat when someone's Sister mother brother is dead and The apology you could never quite get right for a friend And hell why not make the robot compose your proposal Your wedding toast, too Your best friend's birthday roast You could ask it to write a custom lullaby For the baby snuffling at your breast. You can cradle to grave away Every warm human word You could ever have said And when they chisel your gravestone For your final rest We can ask ChatGPT Because it knew you best
Love it 🙌
Beach Finds
#Withernsea
Please sign this petition for a public inquiry into Russian influence on UK politics.
I don't care if you're left or right, Reform or Corbynite - we can't allow a hostile foreign nation to run riot in our political ecosystem.
Sign and share.
petition.parliament.uk/petitions/74...
Do you love the dark?
Do you yearn for sunset with the night growing deeper all around you?
Our ancestors knew the world of magic that is only revealed when we put aside the lights, phones, torches and step out into the night
accidentalgods.life/the-magic-of
#AccidentalGods #Podcast
#NightMagic
Tolkien fought in the Battle of the Somme. He saw the horrors of war, and the moments of bravery and fear within it up close.
And after all that. ALL that. He wrote Lord of the Rings. He declared true bravery and masculinity to be love, friendship and humbleness.
Musk is everything he hated.
I told him that I was born in Russia and was a writer. He showed me a list he’d written of his favourite desserts in the city. It was a sober hobby he’d started during the pandemic, going to restaurants by himself, sampling sweets. He made a lot of lists, he said, most of them food-related. I asked what other kinds he made. “Lists of lies liberal white women tell about Donald Trump,” he replied. Suddenly, his leg was shaking. He grabbed the edges of the table and raised his voice: “White, liberal women are a plague on our society.” He proceeded to drink 11 iced coffees.
A writer tried dating alt-right men as an experiment to learn about them. There is so much going on here I don't even know where to start
www.cosmopolitan.com/uk/love-sex/...
"I DON'T NEED YOU TO FUCKING REWRITE WHAT I'VE JUST WRITTEN!"
Still rather pleased that the #Boudica books come up in such stalwart company
fivebooks.com/best-books/b...
#Books
#BooksofBlueSky
#WritersofBlueSky
It’s a word definition box: Hiraeth: N. (Welsh) A spiritual longing for a home which maybe never was. Nostalgia for ancient places to which we cannot return.. It is the echo of the lost places of our soul’s past and our grief for them. It is the wind, and the rocks, and the waves. It is nowhere and it is everywhere.
Today is a day when arts degrees are worthless, but the product of those degrees is so valuable it would kill an entire industry if they were made to pay for it.
Yes, yes I know I keep banging on about my fucking book! However, if you want one repost this and I’ll do a random winner pick thing by the end of the week because I’m great like that. ♥️📚
#amindofmyown
Jane Goodall, the famed primatologist, anthropologist and conservationist, has died, according to the institute she founded. She was 91 years old.
This is such a loss everyone and everything on this earth. abcnews.go.com/Internationa...
1,695,502 now.
IDK about you, but I could weep with relief that there's a grown-up in the room. Joining now.
STATE/BANQUET How it glitters and shines, The Grand Service, among the rocks and the rubble, laid out on a breezeblock horseshoe table, six crystal glasses per setting. It took eight servants three weeks to polish - silver coated in a thin layer of gold - even the concrete dust in the air seems glamourised and the ruins are decked in the uplifting flags of democracy. To start, fillet of Dover sole filled with salmon mousse, served on a bed of leeks with white wine sauce. Poached Sandringham venison with truffles to follow, then Key Lime Pie, and among the wines, Chateau Pichon-Longueville Comtesse de Lalande, 1990. Yum-yum. Let the trumpets sound on the bombsite as the great and the good pick their way through, and a famished child peers through a bullet-hole in a wall.
Carol Ann Duffy writes ‘bombsite’ poem about Trump’s UK state visit
Exclusive: Former poet laureate has reader contrasting pomp and ceremony of banquet with ruins left by war. Guardian September 17, 2025
In a time of increasingly dangerous divisiveness, what we need are leaders who are genuinely interested in healing the wounded soul. Tragically, most of our "leaders" are only interested in dividing us further, because that is how they perpetuate the narratives that put them in power. There is, quite simply, no "adult" in the room right now, neither in high public office nor in our media spaces, and it shows in how the infantile parts of the masses are acting. In the absence of healers on a national level, the solution is to become healers on a community level. Tellingly, this has now become almost impossible to imagine, but it would look something like this: —organizing discussion groups that educate people about how to identify misinformation —encouraging ourselves, and especially our children, to spend considerable time offline,
having *actual* conversations with peers, neighbors, and others —fostering literacy and communication skills that empower people to speak up *and* to listen —creating communities and resources that help people express themselves creatively, cultivate the capacity to look inward, and understand the lives of others (hint: fund the arts) —using social media platforms to spread material that pushes back against the algorithm of hate And that's just a beginning... Grassroots healing—that's the only way forward. It won't immediately appeal to those who are addicted to strife, it won't be amplified by the social media algorithms that run on divisive engagement, and it won't be front-page news, but it will be a start.
If this sounds like a naïve dream, that's only because our media and false leaders want us to believe it's impossible. It isn't. Are there extremists whose words and actions only cause more pain, people and groups whose hate and danger aren't welcome in your life? Absolutely. But we're talking here about moving beyond the amplified extremes and connecting with others, and with ourselves, in a new-media age that threatens to tear us apart. My own humble work has been to offer free workshops and resources that foster communication, contemplation, creativity, and community-building. It never feels like enough, but maybe that's the point: each of us doing what seems small will add up to something larger. We have to want this, and we have to work for it—even if that work sometimes 'just' looks like genuine introspection, time with ourselves and others, and restoring connection with a power higher than ourselves and our false leaders—a
power that wants to guide us for our benefit, not just its own. We're addicted to doom. We're unconsciously driven toward destruction and self-destruction by our spiritual frustrations. We're living in the broken psyches of those who claim to lead us. But it doesn't have to be this way. Let's have these conversations. What do you think? What's something we could do together—or as individuals? Is grassroots healing something we could give to our children and ourselves? —Joseph Fasano
In a time of dangerous divisiveness, I invite you to join this conversation:
You leave her the fuck alone
