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"The liberties of none are safe unless the liberties of all are protected." William O. Douglas, born on this day in 1898

What was shared in this chat is repugnant and alarming, but as @libradunn1.bsky.social says, not surprising.

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I had to say until people put me on mute that NO the IDEA 2004, Section 504 and the ADA would not be repealed. Worse they would be Unaccountable & Here we are! Find YOUR Voices/Outrage! Children are being Destroyed! copaa.salsalabs.org/protectchild... youtu.be/GBpVrwL2J2c?... go.bsky.app/BSiesgW

Follows all!

@jayapal.house.gov @murray.senate.gov @cantwell.senate.gov The rights of students with disabilities are under attack. Gutting OSERS means less enforcement of IDEA & fewer supports for millions. Congress must act now to protect OSERS and uphold disability rights! #IDEA

From God’s lips to God’s ears… or something like that… 🤞

Columbus aint do a damn thing but get lost. Happy Indigenous People's Day

I brought the dusk with me. Not on purpose, just the way sky clings to skin when you’ve walked too long beneath things that couldn’t name you. I knocked gently. I always do. It’s the ones who carry memory that learn how to enter quietly.

What an honor to be included. Thank you @arwashington.bsky.social #SupportOnSunday

Quote post with a cartoon from the past kids of today have probably never heard of!

I, also a writer, lover of language and words, have none.

Nothing like a Saturday night at my place. Knitting and playing with Murph.

Some days are hard, and that’s okay. But every day is a chance to celebrate how far you’ve come. Keep shining your light the world needs it. #AutismAwareness

Every day I am reminded why Portland has always been one of my favorite cities. 🥰

And now, what I know: Love that asks you to tidy yourself before entering is a house that will never keep you warm. I will not dim to be welcomed. I will not orphan my own name to be called inside. Let the wind take me whole. I was never meant to be curated.

The "Fa" in ANTIFA stands for Fucking Assholes.

More of this…

Matt Maeson in Seattle! Every lyric full of grit and grace. Unforgettable. I’m still carrying the echo. ♥️ #mattMaeson

Post your wallpaper.

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This gives me chills ♥️

Hope isn’t gentle or passive. It isn’t a whisper in the dark; it’s the roar that refuses to be silenced. Hope is gritty and fierce; it’s the part of us that digs in when everything else tells us to surrender. (1 of 2)

Some days I honestly feel like I’m not smart enough to handle the times we’re living through. Like I don’t have the processing power to handle the daily horrors and come out on the other side with a clear actionable plan on what to do. I’m trying but my brain keeps outputting “does not compute”.

Somewhere in the US a girl is hiding from ice and her imaginary name is Ana Franco

Knitting and RATM. Quiet rhythm in my hands, riot in my ears a harmony for the rage inside my heart

Why isn’t Greta Thunberg a trending topic?? #gretaThunberg

She paused, then returned, soft, deliberate. A hug that held all the trust of a lifetime. She waited, her hands gentle, her eyes wide with knowing. And in that quiet, love lingered where words could not reach, and goodbye became something tender, something remembered, something eternal.

If you see this, post a pic from your device with no explanation.

I am both shadow and pulse, and every glance, every silence pulls me inward, like a tide I cannot fight. I want to speak, to spill the storm that lives inside, but my voice trembles against walls I cannot climb.

I start to fold inward when I feel I take up too much space. Every ask, every small need becomes a weight I imagine being carried with a sigh. I begin to believe I am a shadow trailing behind, something to be offloaded the way pockets are emptied at the end of the day.

This is what it is to live here: inside a body that aches, that holds a storm in the mind and darkness in the chest. The storm doesn’t shout, it twists in shadows, slips through every pause, and the hollow waits, pulling quietly at the ribs, always there, always heavy.

With the Tylenol bullshit I’m reminded that women have always been the scapegoat. Remember, they didn’t burn witches. They burned women. And I have no doubt that some would like to bring that practice back.

When the body bends toward rest, and sleep waits like a quiet tide, the mind unfurls its banners, every doubt sharpened, every terror vivid, parading in the dark. I close my eyes, but instead of dreams, I find a crowd of shadows whispering too loudly to let me go.

I’m autistic. Not because of Tylenol. Not because of vaccines. Not because of some headline. I’m autistic because that’s how my brain works. Stop treating us like a problem. Start listening to us.

I find I can’t muster a proper response to either the Tylenol madness or the U.N. appearance. At some point it is just too ridiculous. It would feel insane to offer sane commentary.

RATM is comforting. ♥️

Post a duo.

Tweedle Dee and his wonder dummy blame Tylenol. I never took it. My son is autistic, beautifully and profoundly so. Their “theory” doesn’t hold up in real life, or science. Autism isn’t a pill’s shadow, it’s a spectrum of humanity.

The light shifts, and autumn leans close. When the trees step into their most beautiful dress, fire and gold against the sky. My needles follow their lead, weaving warmth in soft greens, cloud-light whites, and burnished browns. Each stitch a slow song of belonging, a rhythm for the turning season.

To release the unseen into language is to haunt ourselves with healing. #poetry #healing #gift

The light of dawn hits cirrus clouds just right for a beautiful palette of cool and warm colors. Photo taken at Craters of the Moon National Monument in Idaho. August 2025. #Stunday #CratersoftheMoon #Idaho #NationalParks #photography #travel #camping #dawn #clouds

This is my most favoritist thing ♥️♥️♥️ Reminds me of my Murph 🥰

Release the Epstein files. Fire Brian Kilmeade.

A man went on TV yesterday and said with his FULL CHEST that homeless people should be given lethal injections and he still got up and went to work today. I just... REALLY?!