Originally posted on iamthemilk:
“Today I lost my great aunt, Dr. Nina Mikhoels, my Ninulya, who helped raise me as though I was her own and it feels like one of my protective battlements is down.”
I wrote on my Facebook wall. And it felt feeble.
Ninulya is my first and now I know what it feels like. A battlement is down and I am slightly more exposed to the elements for it. The wind blows colder against my skin, harsh words penetrate deeper.
Then Tali emailed me and said:
“It’s hard for me to imagine this. Dying is the opposite of her. She’s all fire and pillars of smoke”.
Fire and pillars of smoke. My auntie – perfectly summarized
Then Anya added:
Despite living through events that could’ve turned anybody into a skeptical human-hater, Ninulia had the largest heart and the most generous spirit. She had an immense ability to be positive, to believe…
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this girl speaks from her heart and soul. I love her to death.
Originally posted on Athena's Wicked Owl:
Nobody likes my poems from my heart
written in angst as my soul rips apart
My breastfeeding videos are the ones that get views
from all kinds of people, even ones in the pews
saying goodbye to the preacher upon leaving
going home turn on my channel chests are heaving
they’re laughing, they love it and they can’t tell
whether it’s real or fake, but they know I’m going to hell
and that’s the only thing that makes them feel good
laughing at the crackhead who tricked in the hood…
The Sermon on the Mount they totally forget
they don’t know the meaning anyway, on this I would bet
There is not one christian I know who is above condemnation
belittling others is what heals their situation
both women and men get together in groups
“praying” for people who won’t jump through their hoops
of rules and regulations they made on…
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I am away from Alan. For some reason now I miss his dumbass. Even tho he never stopped yelling at me. Its’ been three days and I am homesick. For fucks sakes what is wrong with me? I just can’t seem to get it together. One minute I hate his guts and the next minute I am missing him. Something must be broken within me. Why would anyone miss being yelled at and told they were worthless.? Why I ask you why>
I ask myself this now.
Originally posted on TheSurvivalPlaceBlog:
By Daisy Luther – The Organic Prepper
When a ship from an Ebola-plagued nation docks on American shores with a crew full of sick passengers, by all means, we should bring them into the country and treat them.
But don’t worry – the CDC figured it was probably fine.
According to a release from the CDC, the ship was reported to have traveled to a port in the Democratic Republic of the Congo and others in Africa. Officials immediately downplayed the likelihood that the sickness was related to an outbreak of Ebola in that part of the world.
“There is no evidence to suggest that the crew members traveled to, or had any contact with anyone from the remote island region of DRC where Ebola cases are occurring. Given this, the chance that the crew member could have Ebola is thought to be exceedingly low,” the CDC stated. (source
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