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Stupidest comment I saw today was trans people rarely kill others biological white men kill more people.. first Im not entirely sure if that is true but if that is the basis of your argument.. Robin Westman was born biologically male and white. Instead of caring how the crap they identified why not care about the 2 deceased children ages 8 and 10 and the 14 plus other victims though wounded will survive. This is the problem we're more worried about what to call the headline than the actual victims. You dont have to like my comment but I said what I said. I don't care who you identify as or who you sleep with you murder a child you are a piece of crap no matter how you identify.Stupidest comment I saw today was trans people rarely kill others biological white men kill more people.. first Im not entirely sure if that is true but if that is the basis of your argument.. Robin Westman was born biologically male and white. Instead of caring how the crap they identified why not care about the 2 deceased children ages 8 and 10 and the 14 plus other victims though wounded will survive. This is the problem we're more worried about what to call the headline than the actual victims. You dont have to like my comment but I said what I said. I don't care who you identify as or who you sleep with you murder a child you are a piece of crap no matter how you identify.
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The UK has entered stage 3. Men, Woman and Children are now arming themselves and talking matters into their own hands as the police are doing nothing to protect the native population. If you have no idea what the stages of revolution are pick up a book.The UK has entered stage 3. Men, Woman and Children are now arming themselves and talking matters into their own hands as the police are doing nothing to protect the native population. If you have no idea what the stages of revolution are pick up a book.
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The Pulse That Outlives Me
Since I was small,
my hands have itched
for the weight of something new,
the warm breath of an idea
still wet from birth.
While others chased nights
strung with music and lights,
I chased the hum beneath my ribs—
that low, holy vibration
that says: Make. Make. Make.
I am not afraid of death—
only of silence,
of the stillness that comes
when the last word dries,
when the last color fades
from my palette.
Some people fear missing the party.
I fear missing the next
perfect shiver of creation,
the one that seizes my spine
like lightning,
the one that says:
Here. This is yours. Make it real
before it slips away forever.
Even as a child,
I knew my bones would be dust one day.
But a poem—
a song,
a shadow on film,
a brushstroke on canvas—
that could outlive me.
That could keep my voice
whispering in the ears of strangers
long after my name is forgotten.
So I make.
I bleed ink.
I sweat pigment.
I dream in shapes and sounds.
Every piece is a fragment
of the monument I am building
to outlast my pulse.
And when I am gone,
let them find my works
scattered like constellations—
each one a flare I sent into the dark,
each one still burning,
still warm,
still breathing my name.
https://www.blogger.com/u/7/blog/post/edit/7919007891465025240/49843031849199149The Pulse That Outlives Me Since I was small, my hands have itched for the weight of something new, the warm breath of an idea still wet from birth. While others chased nights strung with music and lights, I chased the hum beneath my ribs— that low, holy vibration that says: Make. Make. Make. I am not afraid of death— only of silence, of the stillness that comes when the last word dries, when the last color fades from my palette. Some people fear missing the party. I fear missing the next perfect shiver of creation, the one that seizes my spine like lightning, the one that says: Here. This is yours. Make it real before it slips away forever. Even as a child, I knew my bones would be dust one day. But a poem— a song, a shadow on film, a brushstroke on canvas— that could outlive me. That could keep my voice whispering in the ears of strangers long after my name is forgotten. So I make. I bleed ink. I sweat pigment. I dream in shapes and sounds. Every piece is a fragment of the monument I am building to outlast my pulse. And when I am gone, let them find my works scattered like constellations— each one a flare I sent into the dark, each one still burning, still warm, still breathing my name. https://www.blogger.com/u/7/blog/post/edit/7919007891465025240/49843031849199149BloggerWeblog publishing tool from Google, for sharing text, photos and video.0 Комментарии 0 Поделились 1Кб Просмотры -
How to Apply for a Bed
To qualify as a bed recipient, you must be the legal guardian of the child or children ages 3-17 years old receiving the bed or a referral from a school, Social Service, family or other local agency.
Selecting a Recipient
Sleep in Heavenly Peace is always eager to help families in need whose kids have uncomfortable sleeping arrangements. Unfortunately, we can only help families who are close to our active chapters.
Once we receive an application, our selection committee will review it. Selecting a recipient isn’t done on a first-come, first-served basis—we make our decisions based on which children need beds the most.
We make and deliver twin size beds as supplies and donations allow. When we’re out of beds or bedding, we file unselected applications away until we can make more. Unfortunately, we can’t guarantee that every applicant will get a bed.
Sleep in Heavenly Peace is always eager to help families in need, particularly ones whose kids have uncomfortable sleeping arrangements. Unfortunately, we can only help families who are close to our active chapters.
Therefore, you must fit the following criteria to receive one of our beds:
Location: You must live near one of our active chapters. To find your local chapter, view our locations here.
Living Environment: You must have an accessible house or apartment with a room large enough to fit one of our beds.
Contact: We must be able to contact you via phone, text or email.
Necessary Documents: You’ll need to fill out our online SHP Application Form. If your application is accepted, you’ll need to sign an Indemnification Release Form prior to delivery.
Ages: Kids need to be 3-17 years old.
PLEASE NOTE THAT NOT ALL CHAPTERS ARE TAKING APPLICATIONS AT THE CURRENT TIME, BUT WILL BE IN THE FUTURE.
You can check your zip code below, to see if a SHP chapter covers your area and if they’re taking applications:
https://sleepinheavelypeace.jotform.com/241007557123953
How to Apply for a Bed To qualify as a bed recipient, you must be the legal guardian of the child or children ages 3-17 years old receiving the bed or a referral from a school, Social Service, family or other local agency. Selecting a Recipient Sleep in Heavenly Peace is always eager to help families in need whose kids have uncomfortable sleeping arrangements. Unfortunately, we can only help families who are close to our active chapters. Once we receive an application, our selection committee will review it. Selecting a recipient isn’t done on a first-come, first-served basis—we make our decisions based on which children need beds the most. We make and deliver twin size beds as supplies and donations allow. When we’re out of beds or bedding, we file unselected applications away until we can make more. Unfortunately, we can’t guarantee that every applicant will get a bed. Sleep in Heavenly Peace is always eager to help families in need, particularly ones whose kids have uncomfortable sleeping arrangements. Unfortunately, we can only help families who are close to our active chapters. Therefore, you must fit the following criteria to receive one of our beds: Location: You must live near one of our active chapters. To find your local chapter, view our locations here. Living Environment: You must have an accessible house or apartment with a room large enough to fit one of our beds. Contact: We must be able to contact you via phone, text or email. Necessary Documents: You’ll need to fill out our online SHP Application Form. If your application is accepted, you’ll need to sign an Indemnification Release Form prior to delivery. Ages: Kids need to be 3-17 years old. PLEASE NOTE THAT NOT ALL CHAPTERS ARE TAKING APPLICATIONS AT THE CURRENT TIME, BUT WILL BE IN THE FUTURE. You can check your zip code below, to see if a SHP chapter covers your area and if they’re taking applications: https://sleepinheavelypeace.jotform.com/241007557123953 -
Right kids I'm going hang out my people; there we will discuss world domination, controlling banking, chipping the masses, engage in orgies, and child sacrifices. In the mean time try not to burn the house down.Right kids I'm going hang out my people; there we will discuss world domination, controlling banking, chipping the masses, engage in orgies, and child sacrifices. In the mean time try not to burn the house down.6 Комментарии 0 Поделились 728 Просмотры
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If I chose not to answer questions of a personal nature please don't speg out in my DM's, its rather tiresome for me, and its embarrassing that a grown ass adult is acting like a child. Kay!If I chose not to answer questions of a personal nature please don't speg out in my DM's, its rather tiresome for me, and its embarrassing that a grown ass adult is acting like a child. Kay!0 Комментарии 0 Поделились 563 Просмотры
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Since I'm suffering from insomnia again; one last joke before I try and get some sleep. A man walks alone with small child into some dark woods. Kid goes to the man, 'Hey mister it's really dark here, I'm scared.' The man replies, 'How do you think I feel?' He continues, 'I have to walk back alone."Since I'm suffering from insomnia again; one last joke before I try and get some sleep. A man walks alone with small child into some dark woods. Kid goes to the man, 'Hey mister it's really dark here, I'm scared.' The man replies, 'How do you think I feel?' He continues, 'I have to walk back alone."0 Комментарии 0 Поделились 769 Просмотры
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My child; one day came running into the Kitchen and asked me while I was cooking, 'Are onions the only food that makes you cry?' As she walked away I threw a coconut at her head and asked her 'Did that make you cry?'My child; one day came running into the Kitchen and asked me while I was cooking, 'Are onions the only food that makes you cry?' As she walked away I threw a coconut at her head and asked her 'Did that make you cry?'1 Комментарии 0 Поделились 545 Просмотры
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