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For nine nights now, the steady thrum of Black Hawk helicopters has circled over Portland. The sound is constant, invasive; a low mechanical beating above our homes. It’s expensive. It’s intimidating. And it’s unnecessary. Our protests have been largely peaceful. There is no insurrection here. Yet this federalized military presence makes us feel like we are living in a war zone (the very kind of chaos this administration claims to be protecting us from). The irony is painful: it is only this occupation that makes Portland feel unsafe. Each hour of helicopter flight costs taxpayers between $2,000 and $4,000, depending on crew, fuel, and maintenance. Multiply that by multiple aircraft over multiple nights, and you’re looking at hundreds of thousands (if not millions) of dollars burned into the sky.

Meanwhile, the Woodstock Food Pantry at All Saints Episcopal Church — which feeds working families, elders, and people with disabilities — has seen its federal funding slashed by 75%. How can we justify pouring public money into intimidation while cutting aid to those who simply need to eat? This is waste, fraud, and abuse in plain sight: * Waste of public resources on military theatrics. * Fraud in the name of “public safety.” * Abuse of the communities that federal agencies claim to protect. Portland is a Sanctuary City. A sanctuary city is not a fortress. It’s a promise — a living vow that a community will protect the dignity and safety of everyone who calls it home. It means that local governments and ordinary people alike will refuse to criminalize survival. That schools, clinics, churches, and shelters will remain safe spaces no matter who you are or where you were born. But the term reaches far beyond policy. It’s an ethic of belonging; a refusal to criminalize need, difference, or desperation.

Sanctuary isn’t weakness. It’s courage. It takes moral strength to meet suffering with care instead of punishment, to believe that our neighbors’ safety is bound up in our own, to insist that safety is not achieved through force but through community, inclusion, and trust. It is living Matthew 25:40 out loud and in deed. It is an act of moral imagination and moral defiance. To hold sanctuary is to say: you belong here. When we hold space for the most vulnerable — refugees, the unhoused, the undocumented, the disabled, the working poor, the displaced — we become something larger than a collection of individuals. We become a moral body. We do more than offer charity. We offer witness. We declare that the measure of a nation is found not in its towers or tanks, but in its tenderness. Sanctuary cities are not lawless; they are soulful. They represent the conscience of the nation, a place where the laws of empathy still apply. To make sanctuary is to affirm that the United States is not merely a geographic territory, but a moral experiment: a republic that must constantly choose between fear and compassion, between domination and democracy.

A nation’s soul is measured not by the might of its military, but by the mercy of its people. When helicopters circle our skies in the name of order, while food pantries struggle to feed the hungry, we are forced to ask: What are we defending, and from whom? The soul of a nation survives only when we make sanctuary for one another. Not through walls or weapons, but through compassion and collective will. If we allow intimidation to replace compassion, we will have traded our conscience for control. Please know that despite the hum of war machines overhead, the conscience of our city — whimsical, creative, stubbornly kind — can still be heard. Portland is not the problem. Portland is the reminder. A reminder that a city can still choose to be sanctuary. That a people can still choose to be human.

This heartfelt and meaningful statement by Portland resident and author Cristina Breshears on another social media platform bears reposting here. I don't think the intent is to idealize Portland but to remind all of us what is important and why. (Posted here with permission.)

A digital drawing of Geno from Super Mario RPG. On the right, he has a serious expression as he fires a blast from his arm. In the top left he is doing his level up dance.

I serve... a higher authority.
#SuperMarioRPG #SMRPG #Nintendo #art

I've put this image in it's original resolution now here an upscale version for a more pleasent presentation.

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Nutty convinced me to give this a try, so I did prompt and color pallet with "Thunderstorm".
This also correlates with a Mallow HC: should the boy ever have a panic attack, he would lose control of his weather magic.
#ArtFright2025

Oh you KNOW I get that one. 🙃

The Super Mario Galaxy Movie. April 2026.

Tomorrow
Wish Granted

Here's some art I did for some Mario RPG Related collabs recently :)

I went like crazy with the colors I love making crossover art stuff :D🌟2023

~ Star Hill🌟💫

Made this piece exactly one year ago from today still one of my favorite pixel art pieces I ever made <3🌟💫
#nintendo #supermariorpg #genosmrpg #metaknight #mallow #kirby #supermario

Geno from Super Mario RPG sitting in a chair with his head in his hands like the Shinji Chair meme

Geno when I accidentally let him die for the 12th time
#smrpg #genosmrpg

OMG AWESOME. 🤩

"but we can't support trans rights, it's unpopular!"

just a reminder that US approval for marriage between black and white people at the start of the civil rights movement was 4%, reaching a whopping 20% by the end of the movement

it's 95% now

you don't wait for popularity for a rights movement

🤩!!! What game??

Some Geno expressions i did for a game

Some blushing Luigi’s for ya 💚💚
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#Luigi #Luigifanart

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Cover pages should not take 3 weeks to work on.

Thank you for 2,000 follows!!

To celebrate, I've 3D scanned a Super Mario RPG playset, from a series called Super Mario Island, released by Bandai in 1996. They were distributed in blind boxes and came with two characters each. This is playset #2 of 5 in the series.

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Different #Bowser hairstyles?! I'm here for it. So cute.

bowserウィークなんですか！？
貯めてた落書きを放出しておく
甲羅を持つ亀っぽい仕草するときどんなに怖くても亀なんだなと思うと可愛い

Frustrated little dude gripping a pencil saying “how do I pack this down into something I can actually share?” While swirling rainbows labeled “INFINITE POTENTIAL” float around them. Little dude frowns at a tiny grey box, exclaiming “all that work for THIS?!” Little dude shoves the grey box into another little guy’s hands; Frowning, stomping off, and saying “Here you go, I made this, it sucks.” Second little dude cracks open the box, swirling rainbows project out onto their face. Second little dude stares in awe at all the swirling rainbows now floating around them.

Sometimes we’re unsatisfied with a thing we made because when it only existed in our head, we saw all the things it could have been and when it’s done we know all the things that it isn’t, but we can’t see the way it expands into a million new things when someone else unpacks it in their head. 🖊️🦑

✏️📕（スパマリRPG）
ぼかし加工してないマリオさんをこちらに…

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仕込んでる小ネタがインターネット老人特有のアレ

REALLY disappointed in @bsky.app right now.

These have all been good, but this is the first one that's made me chuckle.

This sounds wonderful! Do you have a link to that?