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Return: Danimate-mush 2 Follow The BitterSweet Life @BitterSweetPod Interviewed a little girl this morning that feeds crows and they bring her gifts in return. Here's her collection. tetraghost i wish birds brought ME presents baelgrave No, but think about this. The crows she feeds obviously have their own little lives. They go about their business, and they spot *pretty thing* or lunique thing/ in question. What gets me is that the *first* thing on their minds as recipient of this thing is the little girl that feeds them. They spot a thing, and immediately must think, "that nice girl with delicious foodstuffs must have this to show my gratitude." 2 kedreeva It's actually more than that, though, if you read the articles or watch the videos. This has taken place over YEARS- it started with these birds following this little girl around because she was a messy eater and it has turned into a ritual for the family. They have a water station and food stations where they daily set out things for these birds and sometimes (but not always), these birds leave 'payment behind for the food. BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE These birds are not just taking food and leaving shinies. These birds are watching over this family now. Their lives have become involved. These crows are keeping track of this girl and her mother even when they are out of the yard. How do we know? One of them is a photographer, and one day while she was photographing some stuff on a bridge, she dropped her camera's lenscap over the edge. There was no way she could get it back, so she left it. When she got home, the lenscap was sitting on the edge of one of the feeding stations, waiting for her. Not only were the birds following and watching over her, they were smart enough to realize she dropped an Important Thing and cared enough to bring it back to her. Source: tetraghost #animais #stories #tiny humans #THIS IS ADORABLE 1,268,331 notes Be kind to animals
Return: Danimate-mush
 2 Follow
 The BitterSweet Life
 @BitterSweetPod
 Interviewed a little girl this morning that feeds
 crows and they bring her gifts in return.
 Here's her collection.
 tetraghost
 i wish birds brought ME presents
 baelgrave
 No, but think about this.
 The crows she feeds obviously have their own little lives. They go
 about their business, and they spot *pretty thing* or lunique thing/ in
 question. What gets me is that the *first* thing on their minds as
 recipient of this thing is the little girl that feeds them.
 They spot a thing, and immediately must think, "that nice girl with
 delicious foodstuffs must have this to show my gratitude."
 2 kedreeva
 It's actually more than that, though, if you read the articles or watch
 the videos. This has taken place over YEARS- it started with these
 birds following this little girl around because she was a messy eater
 and it has turned into a ritual for the family. They have a water station
 and food stations where they daily set out things for these birds and
 sometimes (but not always), these birds leave 'payment behind for
 the food.
 BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE
 These birds are not just taking food and leaving shinies. These birds
 are watching over this family now. Their lives have become involved.
 These crows are keeping track of this girl and her mother even when
 they are out of the yard. How do we know?
 One of them is a photographer, and one day while she was
 photographing some stuff on a bridge, she dropped her camera's
 lenscap over the edge. There was no way she could get it back, so
 she left it. When she got home, the lenscap was sitting on the edge
 of one of the feeding stations, waiting for her.
 Not only were the birds following and watching over her, they were
 smart enough to realize she dropped an Important Thing and cared
 enough to bring it back to her.
 Source: tetraghost #animais #stories #tiny humans
 #THIS IS ADORABLE
 1,268,331 notes
Be kind to animals

Be kind to animals

Return: Danimate-mush 2 Follow The BitterSweet Life @BitterSweetPod Interviewed a little girl this morning that feeds crows and they bring her gifts in return. Here's her collection. tetraghost i wish birds brought ME presents baelgrave No, but think about this. The crows she feeds obviously have their own little lives. They go about their business, and they spot *pretty thing* or lunique thing/ in question. What gets me is that the *first* thing on their minds as recipient of this thing is the little girl that feeds them. They spot a thing, and immediately must think, "that nice girl with delicious foodstuffs must have this to show my gratitude." 2 kedreeva It's actually more than that, though, if you read the articles or watch the videos. This has taken place over YEARS- it started with these birds following this little girl around because she was a messy eater and it has turned into a ritual for the family. They have a water station and food stations where they daily set out things for these birds and sometimes (but not always), these birds leave 'payment behind for the food. BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE These birds are not just taking food and leaving shinies. These birds are watching over this family now. Their lives have become involved. These crows are keeping track of this girl and her mother even when they are out of the yard. How do we know? One of them is a photographer, and one day while she was photographing some stuff on a bridge, she dropped her camera's lenscap over the edge. There was no way she could get it back, so she left it. When she got home, the lenscap was sitting on the edge of one of the feeding stations, waiting for her. Not only were the birds following and watching over her, they were smart enough to realize she dropped an Important Thing and cared enough to bring it back to her. Source: tetraghost #animais #stories #tiny humans #THIS IS ADORABLE 1,268,331 notes Be kind to animals
Return: Danimate-mush
 2 Follow
 The BitterSweet Life
 @BitterSweetPod
 Interviewed a little girl this morning that feeds
 crows and they bring her gifts in return.
 Here's her collection.
 tetraghost
 i wish birds brought ME presents
 baelgrave
 No, but think about this.
 The crows she feeds obviously have their own little lives. They go
 about their business, and they spot *pretty thing* or lunique thing/ in
 question. What gets me is that the *first* thing on their minds as
 recipient of this thing is the little girl that feeds them.
 They spot a thing, and immediately must think, "that nice girl with
 delicious foodstuffs must have this to show my gratitude."
 2 kedreeva
 It's actually more than that, though, if you read the articles or watch
 the videos. This has taken place over YEARS- it started with these
 birds following this little girl around because she was a messy eater
 and it has turned into a ritual for the family. They have a water station
 and food stations where they daily set out things for these birds and
 sometimes (but not always), these birds leave 'payment behind for
 the food.
 BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE
 These birds are not just taking food and leaving shinies. These birds
 are watching over this family now. Their lives have become involved.
 These crows are keeping track of this girl and her mother even when
 they are out of the yard. How do we know?
 One of them is a photographer, and one day while she was
 photographing some stuff on a bridge, she dropped her camera's
 lenscap over the edge. There was no way she could get it back, so
 she left it. When she got home, the lenscap was sitting on the edge
 of one of the feeding stations, waiting for her.
 Not only were the birds following and watching over her, they were
 smart enough to realize she dropped an Important Thing and cared
 enough to bring it back to her.
 Source: tetraghost #animais #stories #tiny humans
 #THIS IS ADORABLE
 1,268,331 notes
Be kind to animals

Be kind to animals

Return: TA 轉p ETER PAN PIPPILONGSTOKING+LINDGE ATHE WIZARD ERANK Jot OZ OSAUM the Lion ie i theterdenne C.S. LEWIS HOKEEK.TUMBLR.COM Potter LERBY HED HARRY PLEF nestofstraightlines: jabberwockypie: kyraneko: darkmagyk: seananmcguire: nokeek: Dorothy just wanted something that she could believe in,A gray dustbowl girl in a life she was better off leavin’.She made her escape, went from gray into green,And she could have got clear, and she could have got clean,But she chose to be good and go back to the gray Kansas skyWhere color’s a fable and freedom’s a fairy tale lie. Alice got lost, and I guess that we really can’t blame her;They say she got tangled and tied in the lies that became her.They say she went mad, and she never complained,For there’s peace of a kind in a life unconstrained.She gives Cheshire kisses, she’s easy with white rabbit smiles,And she’ll never be free, but she’s won herself safe for a while. Susan and Lucy were queens, and they ruled well and proudly.They honored their land and their lord, rang the bells long and loudly.They never once asked to return to their livesTo be children and chattel and mothers and wives,But the land cast them out in a lesson that only one learned;And one queen said ‘I am not a toy’, and she never returned. Mandy’s a pirate, and Mia weaves silk shrouds for faeries,And Deborah will pour you red wine pressed from sweet poisoned berries.Kate poses riddles and Mary plays tricks,While Kaia builds towers from brambles and sticks,And the rules that we live by are simple and clear:Be wicked and lovely and don’t live in fear        Dorothy, Alice and Wendy and Jane,        Susan and Lucy, we’re calling your names,        All the Lost Girls who came out of the rain        And chose to go back on the shelf.        Tinker Bell says, and I find I agree        You have to break rules if you want to break free.        So do as you like  — we’re determined to be        Wicked girls saving ourselves. For we will be wicked and we will be fairAnd they’ll call us such names, and we really won’t care,So go, tell your Wendys, your Susans, your Janes,There’s a place they can go if they’re tired of chains,And our roads may be golden, or broken, or lost,But we’ll walk on them willingly, knowing the cost  — We won’t take our place on the shelves.It’s better to fly and it’s better to dieSay the wicked girls saving ourselves. (Seanan McGuire) This is breathtaking. I heard this poem once a million years ago, I have been looking for it ever since, and had now found it.  I love it so much more then I remember.  You might be interested to know that she set it to music and it’s also a song. @darkmagyk And people have made fanvids set to it! (The CD is out of print right now - I have it and I love it so much, but I she’s re-printing a different one … soonish?) Mmmmm I get it but I’m not sure about the implication that real life is an inherent punishment for girls, and I find this kind of feminist take a little reactionary and keen to flatten out female characters and their stories into simple terms to make a kind of Yass Queen point. Anyway here’s a video I love examining the differences in feminist-related theming between the book and movie of The Wizard of Oz https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hz15yFVF1TI And here’s a Hark! A Vagrant comic that is very much that’s-it-that’s the-book re. Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland:
Return: TA
 轉p ETER PAN
 PIPPILONGSTOKING+LINDGE
 ATHE WIZARD ERANK
 Jot OZ OSAUM
 the Lion ie i
 theterdenne
 C.S. LEWIS
 HOKEEK.TUMBLR.COM
 Potter
 LERBY HED
 HARRY PLEF
nestofstraightlines:

jabberwockypie:

kyraneko:

darkmagyk:

seananmcguire:

nokeek:

Dorothy just wanted something that she could believe in,A gray dustbowl girl in a life she was better off leavin’.She made her escape, went from gray into green,And she could have got clear, and she could have got clean,But she chose to be good and go back to the gray Kansas skyWhere color’s a fable and freedom’s a fairy tale lie.
Alice got lost, and I guess that we really can’t blame her;They say she got tangled and tied in the lies that became her.They say she went mad, and she never complained,For there’s peace of a kind in a life unconstrained.She gives Cheshire kisses, she’s easy with white rabbit smiles,And she’ll never be free, but she’s won herself safe for a while.
Susan and Lucy were queens, and they ruled well and proudly.They honored their land and their lord, rang the bells long and loudly.They never once asked to return to their livesTo be children and chattel and mothers and wives,But the land cast them out in a lesson that only one learned;And one queen said ‘I am not a toy’, and she never returned.
Mandy’s a pirate, and Mia weaves silk shrouds for faeries,And Deborah will pour you red wine pressed from sweet poisoned berries.Kate poses riddles and Mary plays tricks,While Kaia builds towers from brambles and sticks,And the rules that we live by are simple and clear:Be wicked and lovely and don’t live in fear
        Dorothy, Alice and Wendy and Jane,        Susan and Lucy, we’re calling your names,        All the Lost Girls who came out of the rain        And chose to go back on the shelf.        Tinker Bell says, and I find I agree        You have to break rules if you want to break free.        So do as you like 

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 we’re determined to be        Wicked girls saving ourselves.
For we will be wicked and we will be fairAnd they’ll call us such names, and we really won’t care,So go, tell your Wendys, your Susans, your Janes,There’s a place they can go if they’re tired of chains,And our roads may be golden, or broken, or lost,But we’ll walk on them willingly, knowing the cost 

— 

We won’t take our place on the shelves.It’s better to fly and it’s better to dieSay the wicked girls saving ourselves.
(Seanan McGuire)

This is breathtaking.

I heard this poem once a million years ago, I have been looking for it ever since, and had now found it. 
I love it so much more then I remember. 

You might be interested to know that she set it to music and it’s also a song.

@darkmagyk And people have made fanvids set to it! (The CD is out of print right now - I have it and I love it so much, but I she’s re-printing a different one … soonish?)

Mmmmm I get it but I’m not sure about the implication that real life is an inherent punishment for girls, and I find this kind of feminist take a little reactionary and keen to flatten out female characters and their stories into simple terms to make a kind of Yass Queen point. Anyway here’s a video I love examining the differences in feminist-related theming between the book and movie of The Wizard of Oz https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hz15yFVF1TI
And here’s a Hark! A Vagrant comic that is very much that’s-it-that’s the-book re. Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland:

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Return: Cat's Diary Dog's Diary Day 983 of My Captivity Dog food! My favorite thing! A car ride! My favorite 8:00 am My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre littie dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheiess must eat something in order to keep up my strength. 9:30 am thing! A walk in the park! My 9:40 am favorite thing! 10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing! 12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing! 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing! 3:00 pm - Wagged my tail My favorite thing! The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today i decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since this clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good litle hunter" I am. Bastards! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe... for now. Dinner! My favorite thing! 5:00 pm 7:00 pm - Got to play balll My favorite thing! 8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing! 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing! mini phone dump
Return: Cat's Diary
 Dog's Diary
 Day 983 of My Captivity
 Dog food! My favorite thing!
 A car ride! My favorite
 8:00 am
 My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre littie dangling
 objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other
 inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.
 Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear,
 I nevertheiess must eat something in order to keep up my
 strength.
 9:30 am
 thing!
 A walk in the park! My
 9:40 am
 favorite thing!
 10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My
 favorite thing!
 12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite
 thing!
 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My
 favorite thing!
 3:00 pm - Wagged my tail My favorite
 thing!
 The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In
 an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
 Today i decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at
 their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts,
 since this clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they
 merely made condescending comments about what a "good litle
 hunter" I am. Bastards!
 There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight.
 I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the
 event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I
 overheard that my confinement was due to the power of
 "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to
 my advantage.
 Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one
 of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking.
 I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.
 I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and
 snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly
 released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is
 obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe
 him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that
 he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective
 custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe... for now.
 Dinner! My favorite thing!
 5:00 pm
 7:00 pm - Got to play balll My favorite
 thing!
 8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the
 people! My favorite thing!
 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My
 favorite thing!
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mini phone dump