Abriel Louise Young (Abe) 🌱

#teslatakeover in my texts

i’m so glad to hear it!

punk ass motherfuckers! if the shelters have to be our houses again they will be our houses! they know not what they do. this one has me all f*ked up!!

They've frozen funding & grant apps for the Office of Violence Against Women! OWV funds domestic violence shelters and rape crisis centers nationwide plus work like Nat'l Domestic Violence Hotline! Hell. Hath. No. Fury...

thank you! i used to love the one from lick so i’ll look for this!

who is the maker of this sheet cake!

o i’ll be immersed in this tonight!!!

going to give this song a shout out in my substack 🌺 thank you

how many do you feed here?

"Let ICE melt at the door"
Sticker spotted in Ventura, California

Ahhhh!!! Thank you!!!

The United States is offering political asylum to white South Africans.

pretty!!

yes! and they cook in 3 minutes flat. love them.

global warming dinner choices!

marinated tempeh, sauteed collard greens and cabbage, soba noodles, red onion, soy sauce, hot sauce
#vegan

i’ve got to do that come Monday! Blue runner mixed with Camellia red beans. Heavy on the roux…

Newborn elephant and its auntie

Rape crisis centers see funding delays amid Trump administration spending upheaval Groups addressing sexual violence report not getting expected payments from grants that they depend on to keep running.

"A disruption in federal funding has imperiled the work of community groups that run rape crisis centers and programs aimed at preventing sexual violence."

www.npr.org/sections/sho...

Is it in The Country Between Us? Thank you!! Tenderness is in the hands.

Ahhhhh, thank you. I have not read this one by the great poet of witness!

He wrote this poem during the activist protests and uprisings that toppled communist rule in Czechoslovakia in 1989.

"I am neither the only one, nor the first, nor the most important one" in the enormous, sparkling web of connections ~ what a relief

Here's one I love by Vaclav Havel - abriellouise.substack.com/p/i-am-neith...

When people are faced with repression, knowledge gets packed into poems and songs, passed from hand to hand. A poem compresses essentials into the space of a palm, a folded page. Do you have any favorite poems or songs about resistance?

In 1834, Parliament in Britain caught fire and burned uncontrollably for many hours. The Thames was at low tide, and it was difficult to pump water from.

The Burning of the Houses of Lords and Commons, October 16th, 1834.

(JMW Turner, British, 1775–1851)

This is so ageist. Gross.

heyyyyy!

Yesss!! We were, we are and we will be, amen!