Michael Brown Jr. (May 20, 1996 – August 9, 2014)
We should make this the most reblogged image on Tumblr.
Break this post
Will reblog whenever it’s on my timeline.
Michael Brown Jr. (May 20, 1996 – August 9, 2014)
We should make this the most reblogged image on Tumblr.
Break this post
Will reblog whenever it’s on my timeline.
sending “I hope you get that job” vibes to the people out here tryna get jobs
reblogging for yall bc the shit worked for me lol
Karma will pop me if I don’t
An Australian Blue Heeler goes to sleep on top of the flock it has herded
THIS IS IT
THIS IS THE POST THAT KILLED ME
BECAUSE AFTER A LONG DAY OF HERDING SHEEP, THIS PUPPY HERE HERDED WITH ALL ITS MIGHT AND THEN SAID YOU KNOW WHAT I NEED A NAP-NAP
AND A NAP-NAP IT HAD
UPON THOSE SHEEP IT HERDED
“Chronic pain management requires, in most cases, the taking of strong, often-opiate based medications. ANY patient who takes these drugs on a daily basis will become “physically dependent” in a short time. Physical dependence is not addiction. Diabetics are physically dependent on insulin, and yet we do not call insulin an addictive drug. ”
Prince didn’t die of an overdose; he died due to his chronic pain. But rather than opening up a much-needed debate on the management and treatment of chronic pain sufferers - in particular the horrendously shameful way PoC with chronic pain are dismissed - the media instead choose the sensationalist path of insisting it was an OD and claiming he was a junkie. Frankly - fuck that noise. I frequently have to take opioid medication (in my case, cocodamol and sometimes straight codeine) - it renders me functional, not an addict.
The more I read about the horrendous pain Prince suffered - and watching the dance moves he pulled off earlier in his career - I do wonder if he had hypermobility. It would explain how he sustained so much damage to his hips. I have similar damage, for similar reasons (pushing flexibility too far too often), so I sympathise hugely with what he endured.
A friend remarked that it was amazing that Prince did all that stuff whilst in incredible pain. It was because he loved what he was doing. The endorphines released when performing can be pretty good painkillers. It’s why I drag myself to church to sing when sometimes even the thought of walking makes me want to cry - because when you have something you love, that makes you feel alive, that sometimes gives you a reason to carry on - then the pain is worth it.
It’s also why I dance alone in the kitchen even when my hips and knees are screaming, because it makes me feel good. I can lose myself in the music and the motion. It’s like moving meditation.
We shouldn’t have lost Prince so early. But his memory deserves so much more than the label of “junkie”.
Let me tell you a story about two beehives.
We’ve all seen a beehive in the wild, yes? If you have not, it’s a small paper thing with very limited space for honey and brood. The bees spend days of labor to build this entire hive with not so much space, which leaves less time to collect precious honey for the winter. “We must hurry!” Say the wild bees. “Soon winter will come and we need to stock up on food!!”
Now let’s move on to the beekeeper’s hive. It’s nice and big, with lots of space and a grid that makes it easy to build honeycomb and fill it with nice sweet honey. “We have lots of space and spare time with this nice big new home!” The bees say, and they fill the whole thing up with food storage and nurseries.
“HA!” Laugh the wild bees. “Your hive is full, and now you have nothing to do!”
“No matter” say the honeybees. “Our beekeeper has added a whole new room to our hive! Now we can collect and store even more honey and brood!” The honeybees and wild bees continue to collect pollen and nectar, when suddenly, an epidemic of mites comes to bee meadow!
“These mites are awful!” Says one wild bee to another.
“They sure are!” The honeybee colony agrees.
The wild worker scoffs and says with a smug tone “Where is your beekeeper now? Surely they cannot save you from this terrible sickness!”
“Our beekeeper came by yesterday, and cured us of our mites!” The honeybee happily replied. “And they’re putting up a fence tomorrow because they heard there are predators in the area!”
Spring and summer passed by as usual. All of the bees collected pollen and nectar at their own pace.
Then, one autumn afternoon, the hive of wild bees discovers that the honeybees had been ROBBED! Robbed by their own beekeeper!
“HA HA!” Laughed the wild bees. “Your beekeeper betrayed you! And now you will never survive the winter! All of that protection and safety for naught!”
“Actually, we have plenty of honey.” The honeybees say. “We have even more than you do!”
It was true. The wild bees were stunned to see that their neighboring hive had plenty of honey to get by on, while their own honey stores would just barely get them through the winter.
“Well I’ll be!” the wild bees exclaim. “Maybe this beekeeping business isn’t as bad as I thought!”
In short, if you buy from a kind local beekeeper, the honey that comes to your kitchen is always going to be EXTRA honey. Honey the bees made way too much of because they had the recourses to do so. When we take honey, we carefully brush each bee off of each frame and take extra special care that nobody gets hurt.
I hope you can understand what I’m trying to say. Also, commercial beekeepers tend to not be quite so good. They take all the bee’s winter supply and feed them sugar water, they have too many hives in one place and exhaust their recourses, etc etc.
In the shortest of short; Support local beekeepers. More safe hives means more safe bees. Plant bee flowers. Be kind. (Bee kind, heehee.)
Sorry for the long post, and please enjoy the rest of your day.
ok but
have you considered publishing this as a children’s story promoting beekeeping
because i would buy it for every child i know
This is a super important post. For all of those apposed to eating honey for the sake of the bees just buy local. besides, eating honey made from your native flora is much much better for you and can be fed to a sick baby or a sick dog (in very very small amounts and after consulting your pediatrician or vet of course)
YO! My allergy suffering peeps! Get local honey! It’s made with the pollen that you’re allergic too, so the more you ingest, the more your immune system gets used to it, and the less allergies you’ll have! I’m not shitting you. Mix a tablespoon in your tea a day (I take it beat bc I’m hardcore like that), and boom! little to no more allergies!
and to my bros with blood sugar issues, honey won’t spike you hard and dump you fast like cane sugar; even raw cane sugar spikes more than honey. so you can have some sweet stuff without whiteknuckling the blood sugar coaster afterwards.
Yes to all of the above about beekeeping and blood sugar and allergies, but GAAHHH NO NO NO to the comment a few reblogs up about feeding honey to sick babies! Honey, even happy cruelty-free local native honey, often contains botulism spores that are harmless to people toddler-age and up, but dangerous and sometimes fatal to babies under the age of 1. Infant botulism is no joke, people. It’s just about the only thing that pediatricians tell you absolutely not to feed your kid until they’re older than a year. Don’t do it.
a good point, reblogging for important info
Other fun fact about honey, you can spread it on yourself for just about any reason and it helps. Heat rash? Boom, honey and turmeric. Dry skin AND pimples on your face? Boom, honey followed by ice cubes. Eczema? Boom, honey. Scars that won’t shift? Boom, Honey and olive oil.
Don’t have a skin complaint? Got a cough instead? Boom, honey and lemon. Tonsillitis? Boom, honey and rock salt. Mouth ulcer too bad to eat right? Boom, honey.
Seriously, look up honey on any reputable home remedy site and it’s down for just about every minor complaint there is. Local honey is ridiculously good for you and seriously useful. Even if you live in a city, I guarantee you most likely have local beekeepers. Google “[your town] + beekeepers” to find your local society and load up on whatever they’ve got. If you happen to have clover honey in your area, get that because it’s damn delicious.
I have a lot of knowledge and feelings about honey ok.
What a good. I think there was a way to check whether the honey is good or bad (i.e. sugar water), but sources seem to disagree with each other on that topic. Anybody know about this?
My first jujutsu sensei was a very weird man (an excellent martial artist and human being, but very strange), and I still remember one of the first off-mat conversations I had with him. Years ago, he had had some kind of weird infection in an open wound on his shoulder, and it was not responding well to antibiotics. The doc was making noises about just cutting out a lot of tissue. So Sensei apparently decided the solution to this was to take just a crapload of raw honey and dump it into the wound.
Apparently it worked really well. That said, I do not endorse packing injuries with honey as some kind of go-to home first aid remedy. But the list of honey home remedies reminded me of it.
In regards to the local honey/allergies thing…it isn’t actually going to help most people that much. A lot of people with local plant allergies are allergic to trees, not just (or even primarily) wildflowers. Local honey will still be tasty and is unlikely to do you any harm, so I still endorse picking some up.
the pier had the loveliest quotes, i love this picture i took of one of them
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I am like the sea
*likes your post* a great interaction, we are truly bonding