My Mind's Clutter

Be warned it is my mind not yours!

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mothbits:

When Waters came to cast the role of Hatchetface in March 1989, the character was described thus: “She’s got the body of Jayne Mansfield and the face of Margaret Hamilton… [and] nobody, but nobody, gives her grief.”[4] To find a suitable actress, Waters placed a print advertisement that simply requested: “Wanted: Girl with a good body and an alarming face who is proud of it.”.
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mothbits:

When Waters came to cast the role of Hatchetface in March 1989, the character was described thus: “She’s got the body of Jayne Mansfield and the face of Margaret Hamilton… [and] nobody, but nobody, gives her grief.”[4] To find a suitable actress, Waters placed a print advertisement that simply requested: “Wanted: Girl with a good body and an alarming face who is proud of it.”.

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7 Ingredients for a Happy Life

onlinecounsellingcollege:

1. Decide to let go of worry and “what ifs”

2. Work on developing your self-confidence

3. Forgive yourself, and others, and let go of grievances

4. Be open and warm in your relationships

5. Don’t compare yourself with other people

6. Define own success

7. Be optimistic, and keep on persevering.

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atomic-comic:

from the kickstarter page:

The “Because of Them, We Can…” project started out as a photo campaign that I launched during Black History Month.  The goal was to inspire and empower our kids to be great by connecting the dots between them and the individuals past and present who have blazed and continue to blaze trails.

As the month progressed, what I once believed was confirmed - 28 days wasn’t enough. 

As such, I extended the project for a full 365 days.  Each day a photo is released via social media - FacebookTwitterInstagram.

The feedback has been amazing, but the biggest request has been for a book that includes all 365 images.   I could go the publisher route, but I truly believe that we can fund this movement. Here’s where the Kickstarter comes in. Funding this project would allow me to self publish a high quality, hard cover art book that will serve as a source of inspiration and education for all who come across it.  


Funding ends in 5 days! Signal boost or donate what you can!

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munchflower:

When my daughter first showed signs of hating herself, I got out photoshop. We went and found an image of her choosing, of a woman. I spent the next two hours showing her just how easy it was to alter this woman. I changed her hair, whitened her teeth, made her thinner. I erased her blemishes and even made her taller while my daughter sat there aghast. At the end of it she loudly said - ” THAT’S NOT FAIR!” 

I told her that damn near every image she saw of people in magazines, on television, etc, was altered like this, and that she should never compare herself to that, because even supermodels don’t look like supermodels. 

I wish I could do that for every child. I wish it was a mandatory class in school.

Show this to your children before they start feeling insecure because of imperfections they see in themselves.

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After learning my flight was detained 4 hours,
I heard the announcement:
If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic,
Please come to the gate immediately.

Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there.
An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress,
Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly.
Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her
Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she
Did this.

I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly.
Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick,
Sho bit se-wee?

The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used—
She stopped crying.

She thought our flight had been canceled entirely.
She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the
Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late,

Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him.
We called her son and I spoke with him in English.
I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and
Would ride next to her—Southwest.

She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it.

Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and
Found out of course they had ten shared friends.

Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian
Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours.

She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering
Questions.

She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered
Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag—
And was offering them to all the women at the gate.

To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a
Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California,
The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same
Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies.

And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers—
Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African
American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice
And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too.

And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands—
Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing,

With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always
Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere.

And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought,
This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.

Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped
—has seemed apprehensive about any other person.

They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too.
This can still happen anywhere.

Not everything is lost.

Naomi Shihab Nye (b. 1952), “Wandering Around an Albuquerque Airport Terminal.” I think this poem may be making the rounds, this week, but that’s as it should be.  (via oliviacirce)

It’s good to see people still connect in these times where people often seem to be so selfish.

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funkademic:

“I like it, a man who’s not swayed by facts.”

Totally Biased: NYC Women Talk Cat Calling

ON. POINT.

BEST.BEST.BEST.BEST.

BEST.

Goddddd. Yes.

bwahahahahahaha

women say we want to stop and know it will take using super powers to end cat calling. men still think catcalling is great despite being documented as creepers

I may have to start watching this show.

okay this is the second feministy segment ive seen on this show and that is super awesome esp considering it’s a dude host… must start recording.

“What are your thoughts about street harassment?”

“I think street harassment is good, ya know?”

Loved this and it is just soooo true. Liked that he even picked up on the guy who wouldn’t be swayed by fact.

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beautflstranger:

What does the BDSM emblem mean?
 The three divisions represent the various threesomes of BDSM. First of all, the three divisions of BDSM itself: B&D, D&S, and S&M. Secondly, the three-way creed of BDSM behavior: Safe, Sane, and Consensual. Thirdly, the three divisions of our community: Tops, Bottoms, and Switches.
http://emblemproject.sagcs.net/meaning.htm

beautflstranger:

What does the BDSM emblem mean?

 The three divisions represent the various threesomes of BDSM. First of all, the three divisions of BDSM itself: B&D, D&S, and S&M. Secondly, the three-way creed of BDSM behavior: Safe, Sane, and Consensual. Thirdly, the three divisions of our community: Tops, Bottoms, and Switches.

http://emblemproject.sagcs.net/meaning.htm