Holiday
to any trans person who gets misgendered or called their dead name this holiday season, you and your gender is valid. you’re amazing and worth more than people who refuse to acknowledge who you are.
to any gay, lesbian, pan, bi, or queer person whose sexuality is ignored or invalidated or made fun of this holiday season, you are beautiful the way you are and who you love is valid.
to any lgbtq+ person who is treated poorly by family this holiday season, there is nothing wrong with you and you are perfect the way you are. the issue is with the people who can’t accept you for who you are. not you.
Y'ALL
TODAY IS A NACIONAL HOLIDAY
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My piece from the Critmas gallery! Can you tell who each ornament belongs to?
Istanbul - Turkey (by
Evgeni Zotov)
You there, boy! What’s day is it today?
Today, sir? Why it’s Christmas Day!
Aah Christmas Day!!
Ok, gang... I have a special Christmas surprise for y’all.
And just in time, too! What with current state of Tumblr, we certainly need a positive distraction.
To start it off, I’d like to dedicate this post to all of you who – while growing up – always wondered…
…why a certain little tree started with 3 branches…
…gained 3 more while being carried inside…
…then teleported one to the opposite side…
…before growing a 7th, and getting extra bushy…
…but then – feeling the need to return to its roots…
…temporarily returns to only 3 branches…
…and – growing sick of it later – goes back to 7…
…before realizing its excess, and dropping down to 5…
…despite later embracing it, and going up to a new record of 8…
…though self-consciousness strikes again, reducing it to a more-modest 6…
…and even lower, hitting 5 while on the ground…
…until a ravenous pack of ornament-wielding children attacks it…
…giving it dozens more branches, because… uh… ornaments?
That bit especially confused me as a kid.
Well, hey, I guess when you’re mugged by teleporting and transmogrifying kids…
…nothing’s outside the realm of possibility.
Ah, that feels good. My 7-year-old self would be very glad to know I finally got to rant about the tree continuity.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS FROM THE SPIDER-FAM!!!!
Rügen - Germany (by Bo Nielsen)
Shout out for everyone who has to fight their hardest to get through the holidays. These holidays are not fun, happy, loving for everyone. For some people these days are the hardest. Stay safe everyone.
Norway Nordland
© stfnfoto
Shab-e Yala Mobarak!
Shab-e Yalda (Night of Yalda) is an Iranian festival held on the winter solstice, the longest and darkest night of the year. As the solstice marks the turning point when days become longer and nights shorter, for ancient Iranians this symbolised the victory of light over darkness and life over death.
Friends and family gather together to eat, drink, and read poetry (especially from Hafez) until well after midnight. Red fruits and nuts are typically eaten with pomegranates and watermelons being especially significant. The red symbolises the crimson hues of dawn and the glow of life.
In the Zoroastrian tradition the longest and darkest night of the year was a particularly inauspicious day and the practices of what is now known as Shab-e Yalda were originally customs intended to protect people from evil during that long night. People were advised to stay awake most of the night, lest misfortune should befell them, and people would gather in the safety of groups of family and friends, share the last remaining fruits from the summer, and find ways to pass the long night together in good company.
“Hey, Genji, how about I hook up your lights to my music?”
“…Just this once.”
Lagoa do Fogo - Azores - Portugal (by Viv Lynch)
Merry Corgmas!!
A Frame Cabin
© hao chen