anonymousalchemist:

IPRE Candidate Profile for TAAKO [NO LAST NAME PROVIDED] for the Starblaster mission, to be reviewed by captain and committee. 

This is a tie-in for ESCAPE, the first installment of this massive taz scifi au that me & @marywhal are writing 😀 aka taztrek. 

we’re gonna be posting one of these every day! this is multimedia worldbuilding funtime adventure! I made this drawing and formatting with my own two physical hands! allison made the text with her human hands! 

TOMORROW IS……LUP. 

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There are plenty of legends about women turning into trees but are there any about trees turning into women? Is it odd to say that your lover reminds you of a tree? Well she does, it’s the way her hair fills with wind and sweeps out around her head. Very often I expect her to rustle. She doesn’t rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch. Would I had a hedge of such saplings naked and unadorned.

Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body (via theclassicsreader)

I hope you live without the need to dominate, and without the need to be dominated. I hope you are never victims, but I hope you have no power over other people. And when you fail, and are defeated, and in pain, and in the dark, then I hope you will remember that darkness is your country, where you live, where no wars are fought and no wars are won, but where the future is. Our roots are in the dark; the earth is our country. Why did we look up for blessing — instead of around, and down? What hope we have lies there. Not in the sky full of orbiting spy-eyes and weaponry, but in the earth we have looked down upon. Not from above, but from below. Not in the light that blinds, but in the dark that nourishes, where human beings grow human souls.

Ursula K. Le Guin, “A Left-Handed Commencement Address” (Mills College, 1983)

this passage planted itself in my consciousness when i was 24, and 10 years later, it informs so much of my approach to living, thinking, creating.

(via quantumcorean)