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Perplexity

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Perplexity

Twelve days straight...

No one has paid attention to the suffering of my four children.

Because of this, I am unable to provide even the most basic necessities like food.

Anyone who sees this post, please don't just contribute, even if it's just by sharing our appeal.

https://chuffed.org/project/osama

#Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #Palestine #genocide #famine #MutualAidRequest #MutualAid #MutualAidBoost #HelpFolkslive @mutualaid @freepalestine

Twelve days straight...

No one has paid attention to the suffering of my four children.

Because of this, I am unable to provide even the most basic necessities like food.

Anyone who sees this post, please don't just contribute, even if it's just by sharing our appeal.

https://chuffed.org/project/osama

#Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #Palestine #genocide #famine #MutualAidRequest #MutualAid #MutualAidBoost #HelpFolkslive @mutualaid @freepalestine

Twelve days straight...

No one has paid attention to the suffering of my four children.

Because of this, I am unable to provide even the most basic necessities like food.

Anyone who sees this post, please don't just contribute, even if it's just by sharing our appeal.

https://chuffed.org/project/osama

#Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #Palestine #genocide #famine #MutualAidRequest #MutualAid #MutualAidBoost #HelpFolkslive @mutualaid @freepalestine

Twelve days straight...

No one has paid attention to the suffering of my four children.

Because of this, I am unable to provide even the most basic necessities like food.

Anyone who sees this post, please don't just contribute, even if it's just by sharing our appeal.

https://chuffed.org/project/osama

#Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #Palestine #genocide #famine #MutualAidRequest #MutualAid #MutualAidBoost #HelpFolkslive @mutualaid @freepalestine

Twelve days straight...

No one has paid attention to the suffering of my four children.

Because of this, I am unable to provide even the most basic necessities like food.

Anyone who sees this post, please don't just contribute, even if it's just by sharing our appeal.

https://chuffed.org/project/osama

#Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #Palestine #genocide #famine #MutualAidRequest #MutualAid #MutualAidBoost #HelpFolkslive @mutualaid @freepalestine

Please read our story, what we have lived through and what we are still living through. Perhaps with a small act you can save our lives.

https://chuffed.org/project/osama

#Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #Palestine #genocide #Israel #genocide

Pre-existing systemic and #nasal #antibodies against avian #H5 #influenza A viruses vary according to #childhood imprinting, https://etidiohnew.blogspot.com/2026/05/pre-existing-systemic-and-nasal.html

my one and only (a fairytale of sorts)

When Maggie was a child, she had a little dog, a dog she loved more than anything else in the world. He was her greatest comfort, her confidant, her friend—and the warmest buffer between her and her warring parents. When no older than four, she’d often sit on the front steps of the family home with the black and white pup at her side, doing her best to ignore the carrying on of her parents inside. For as long as the commotion lasted, she and her pup would remain planted there, staring out at the quiet row of houses on the opposite side of the street. From time to time, as a way to console him and herself, she’d pat his head gently or stroke his silky coat. When she was a few years older, she began reading to him from storybooks she got from the library, promising that one day they too would go off on a happy adventure. And always when Maggie looked into the dog’s glowing brown eyes, and he looked steadily into hers, she knew with all her heart that he understood. So when only a few years later, before her eighth birthday, he passed away suddenly, it was as if an essential part of her own being had gone with him. But where had he gone to? she wondered. Would she ever see him again? Perhaps in heaven? Her parents tried but couldn’t answer these difficult questions to her satisfaction. Her father said instead that they could go right away to get her another dog, but that made Maggie throw herself onto the bed and cry. Her mother suggested a cat, but that made Maggie cry even more. But then time passed, as it always does, slowly at first, and then in a rush, and so it was that eventually, Maggie understood her dog was gone forever, and the only solution to her sadness, the only defense against time, was to never forget him.

Now that Margaret (formerly Maggie) was an old woman—well, perhaps not that old, but old enough to have had a long career as a librarian, and old enough so that many memories had grown tattered with time—she had the barest of memories sitting outside along with her dog while her parents argued. She didn’t remember vowing to never forget her little companion, to cherish him always as the one and only in her life who listened to both her wishes and her woes. And yet…in the back of Margaret’s mind, she sensed there had to be more to this story, something she had forgotten.

Then one day she found herself in an unfamiliar neighborhood. It was an area near a homeless shelter where she had just started as a volunteer reading stories to children. She had finished for the day, and as she made her way down the narrow sidewalk toward her parked car, she saw a little dog crossing the street to get to the other side. Thankfully, there was only light traffic, so the dog made it safely across. “He’s just going home,” she thought. But, no, he passed one house and then another before finally stopping before a gardener trimming a bush brimming with white blossoms. The man stopped for a moment, reached into his pocket, and gave the dog some sort of treat. Then immediately both returned to what they’d been doing before: the man trimming the bush, the dog moving on. The woman, merely curious, yelled over, “Is that your dog?” The man yelled back, “No, ma’am. I just feed him once in a while. Do you want a dog?”

Margaret didn’t know what to say. She just watched as the dog moved further along in a rather comical bow-legged waddling walk. It was a black and white Chihuahua mix with short legs and large patches of missing fur on one side of his body revealing pink skin. Finally, Margaret said, “Doesn’t he live around here?”

“No,” the man said, “he just goes from place to place. No home.”

“Does he bite?” Margaret then asked.

“No, he just might lick you to death,” he replied, smiling.

Without much decision making on her part, other than thinking she’d drive the dog over to a shelter, she asked the gardener to pick up the dog and put him in the backseat of her car, which he did.

It was only after she took the dog home, gave him a bath, fed him a meal of chicken and rice, which he devoured within seconds, that Maggie realized this little dog, who now curled up next to her on the couch, was similar, maybe even identical (except for the missing fur), to her long-lost childhood companion. The memory came back to her slowly at first, and then in a mad rush. Was her mind playing tricks? Was she going crazy? Or maybe, she thought, this is the one miracle, the one wished-for adventure, granted to me in life. The kind I don’t have to dissect or explain to anyone, least of all to myself.

And while Maggie thought these thoughts, the dog continued to sleep soundly beside her. After a time, however, when Maggie moved on to considering other incomprehensible things, like the swift passage of time and her now elderly parents, who despite their disastrous marriage had somehow remained close, the little dog awoke and looked directly at her. “Hi, Charlie,” Maggie said. “Welcome home.” And the pup’s wide brown eyes, glowing warmly, told her all she needed to know.

Katharine Hepburn's Childhood: Family, Activism, and Early Tragedy

📰 Original title: Rare Photos of Katharine Hepburn as a Child in the 1900s and 1910s

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#cinema #childhood #katharinehepburn #biography

hours before flight,

hours before flight, 
holding onto one more sunrise 
dancing through the pines –

home finds its shape, piece by piece, a 
puzzle, unbounded by hedges
.
20260512:1006
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Dit meisje had geluk vandaag. Ze ging met Folkert op excursie en vond een zeepaardje op het strand! :owi:

#schiermonnikoog #zeepaardje #strand #zee #nature #animals #CuteAnimals #SeaLife #beach #sea #SeaHorse #childhood #curl #geluk

The DNA building blocks of my childhood imagination.

#lego #Boomers #hamonwry #age #dna #childhood

Typed worlds, or: Before the graphics loaded

A Sijo

YouTube histories play
blur alongside old Netflix reruns;
multi-user dungeon echoes
drift through Netscape loading bars;
next to my fave mall arcade
my seventh-grade self waits for his buds 

Reena’s Xploration Challenge 429

For Reena’s RXC prompt, she invites us to compose poems inspired by the fantasy genre and imagine ourselves unexpectedly arriving somewhere strange while late-night doom-scrolling online.

Sijo?

A Korean verse form related to haiku and tanka and comprised of three lines of 14-16 syllables each, for a total of 44-46 syllables. Each line contains a pause near the middle, similar to a caesura, though the break need not be metrical. The first half of the line contains six to nine syllables; the second half should contain no fewer than five. Originally intended as songs, sijo can treat romantic, metaphysical, or spiritual themes. Whatever the subject, the first line introduces an idea or story, the second supplies a “turn,” and the third provides closure. Modern sijo are sometimes printed in six lines.

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

–Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

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https://www.wacoca.com/kpop/1507484/videos/2026-05-07/ Mia relapsed? Mia moved into the Devil’s playground & her new surroundings has worsen. ##addiction ##amputation ##childhood ##dysfunction ##essexCounty ##jail ##JerseyConcrete ##loveAtFirstSight ##NewJersey ##prison ##Quadair ##recovery ##rehab ##rehabilitation ##streetInterviews #Facility) #family #KPOP女性アイドルランキング #living #love #Memories #Mia #Moving #NEW #newark #Orange #Park #relationship #ミア（MIA） #韓国の女性メンバー人気No1は？

https://www.wacoca.com/kpop/1507484/videos/2026-05-07/ Mia relapsed? Mia moved into the Devil’s playground & her new surroundings has worsen. ##addiction ##amputation ##childhood ##dysfunction ##essexCounty ##jail ##JerseyConcrete ##loveAtFirstSight ##NewJersey ##prison ##Quadair ##recovery ##rehab ##rehabilitation ##streetInterviews #Facility) #family #KPOP女性アイドルランキング #living #love #Memories #Mia #Moving #NEW #newark #Orange #Park #relationship #ミア（MIA） #韓国の女性メンバー人気No1は？

RE: https://freesewing.social/@Rania/116527651968381073

#Gaza #Palestine #Donate #HelpGaza
#gazaverified
#Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #Palestine #Madtodon #freepalestine #mutualaid #MutualAidRequest #MutualAidBoost #HelpFolkslive @dznz
@protoeuskaldun

From the heart of Gaza, amid the rubble and fear, we raise our voices to you. We ask for nothing… only a chance to live, a moment of safety for a child who has never known the world.
Please, I need $100 to complete my medical treatment.
https://gofund.me/d0cc0587
#Gaza #Palestine #Donate #HelpGaza
#gazaverified
#Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #Palestine #Madtodon #freepalestine #mutualaid #MutualAidRequest #MutualAidBoost #HelpFolkslive @dznz
@protoeuskaldun
@antiracistsouth

Without any addiction
detached from everything and everyone
sovereign of a kingdom
reclaimed by the heart
and adorned by love

Eyes closed
the gaze turned inward
upon vast forests
rolling with smiles and laughter
in the bright and carefree colors
of a childhood rediscovered.

#poetry #micropoetry #childhood #calm #peace #smile #wholeness #jlbouzou

Without any addiction
detached from everything and everyone
sovereign of a kingdom
reclaimed by the heart
and adorned by love

Eyes closed
the gaze turned inward
upon vast forests
rolling with smiles and laughter
in the bright and carefree colors
of a childhood rediscovered.

#poetry #micropoetry #childhood #calm #peace #smile #wholeness #jlbouzou

Without any addiction
detached from everything and everyone
sovereign of a kingdom
reclaimed by the heart
and adorned by love

Eyes closed
the gaze turned inward
upon vast forests
rolling with smiles and laughter
in the bright and carefree colors
of a childhood rediscovered.

#poetry #micropoetry #childhood #calm #peace #smile #wholeness #jlbouzou

Three fads from yesteryear… Weekly Recap 5/4/2026

Why is childhood marked with fads? Maybe it’s a new game, a clothing style, or a collectible item—something catches the attention of kids (perhaps a few adults, too) and they all become obsessed with it.

Labubu… Pop-Its… Funko Pops… fidget toys of all kinds… I can now safely say I’ve been immune. And at this point, the only reaction they get from me is a slow blink or a raised eyebrow.

I struggle to see the appeal. Does everyone liking or having something make it inherently more desirable? I think not.

But this was not always the case. No… no… I fell victim to many fads as a child.

And from the multitude, I have selected three.

Pogs

Picture stolen from reddit

Cardboard circles with graphics printed on them. Stack them up and throw the metal “slammer” at the pile to… I don’t know… were you supposed to flip them over? Nobody ever explained the rules to me. I had a couple of plastic tubes full of these things—for some reason, it gave me satisfaction to just look at them.

At one point or another, it was explained to me that some people “played for keeps.” I was also told that *this was a form of gambling* and, therefore, I was not allowed to participate. I could own pogs, but not play pogs.

Crazy Bones

Picture stolen from reddit

This was a trend I tried to participate in, but never really understood. Lumps of hard plastic shaped into strange characters. To this day, I have no idea what you were supposed to do with them. Did you throw them? Bounce them? Flip them? Surely there was some sort of game to play. In fact, I can faintly remember instructions being printed on the package, but it never made sense to me.

I can remember taking my hard-earned monies to the toy store, buying packs of Crazy Bones, opening them, and then thinking: “huh?” I wanted to get on board, but I think the train left without me. Over a few months, I continued to buy packs—perhaps thinking one of them would hold the answer of why they were popular. I ended up throwing them all in a drawer one day and then forgot about them.

Pokemon Cards

Picture stolen from reddit

If ever there was something I was really “die hard” for… it was Pokemon. The video games, the trading cards, the merchandise… I even went to a few conventions.

I never actually learned the official rules of the card game, so I developed my own way of playing. Of course, I never had anyone to play against, so it was just me with a bunch of cards spread out on the floor pretending to battle an opponent. Wait, wait… I know that sounds really pathetic, so before you judge… let me tell you the bright side: I never lost.

Somewhere, there is a bright red box full of about 1000 Pokemon cards, including the entire base set and a bunch of first editions. It was in a closet at my parents’ house… I’m pretty sure it’s worth money now. Maybe I should go find it.

Okay, yes. This fad never left me. Selene and I spent years playing Pokemon Go. And a few months ago, I replayed through one of the Gameboy games.

I will always be a Pokemon Master. No one can take that away from me.

What was your childhood fad?

Good morning and happy Monday, friends.

Happy Beltane! Happy start of May!

• New Article: A Year in Review: 2025 – 2026
• New M3 Episode: Amber Rae, Conservation Art, and the Floridian Mythos

Well, I got some fun content out this past week. If you’d like to see a highlight of my accomplishments over the last year, then please join me for my “A Year in Review” post. It’s tradition! If you’d like to catch a brand new episode of M3, then go watch my chat with Amber Rae. Both are conveniently linked above.

The good news first! I’m now completely done with my Spring semester. I just finished up a very, very dull research paper. Grades haven’t been finalized yet, but I know I’ll be pleased with my performance.

Of course, there is one thing left: a course evaluation. I was trying to give the professor the benefit of the doubt, but since they’ve basically ghosted me, I fully intend to tell them what I really think. My dissatisfaction is about to take the form of a dozen small circles with ratings between “5 (Strongly Agree)” and “1 (Strongly Disagree)”—you can bet I’ll be strongly disagreeing with a lot.

In other news, I was sent a delightful review of my book from Lady Serpent of The Keeper’s Path.

You can go and read the full review or… buy the book for yourself and write your own.

I’ve got some speaking engagements coming up soon, so I’m sure you’ll hear more about that in the near future.

Now for the bad news: No fun food pics or anything to show off this week. We had to pop over to the west coast of Florida for the weekend and just returned last night.

Okay, okay… I hear you. Here’s a picture of Loki to tide you over until next time.

I have about 2 weeks until the start of my Summer semester. Hopefully I’ll be able to get some cool stuff done before then.

Stay tuned for more soon!

☄️ #Follow-up
Israeli Army Radio:
In recent weeks, the Israeli army has pushed the yellow line in Gaza westward and now controls 59% of the area of the Strip.
https://gofund.me/d0cc0587
#Gaza #Palestine #StopGenocide #ÉvacuationsMedicales #Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #CelebrityJunkFood
Please help me and don't abandon me 💔💔🇵🇸🙏

RE: https://freesewing.social/@Rania/116512406970727991

#Gaza #Palestine #StopGenocide #ÉvacuationsMedicales #Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #CelebrityJunkFood
Please help me and don't abandon me 💔💔🇵🇸🙏

Israeli Army Radio: The army's decision to return to fighting in Gaza depends on American approval and the ability to mobilize sufficient reserve forces.

- The army expanded the yellow line in Gaza westward to include control of 59% of the Strip's area.

https://gofund.me/d0cc0587
#Gaza #Palestine #StopGenocide #ÉvacuationsMedicales #Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #celebrityjunkfood

While you scroll... we are in pain.
Our voices don’t reach, and our suffering goes unheard 💔
Quote this post and help us reach everyone.
Maybe your share will reach someone who can save our lives 🙏
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#Gaza #Palestine #StopGenocide #ÉvacuationsMedicales #Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #celebrityjunkfood
@NuageRouge

We are dying here in tents. Today the temperature is extremely high. We live in tents. My younger siblings cannot bear the high heat. The situation is very difficult. I hope you will help me with basic necessities, and God willing, the situation will improve.

https://gofund.me/d0cc0587

#Gaza #Palestine #StopGenocide #ÉvacuationsMedicales #Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #celebrityjunkfood
@mikeblake
@MiaMarkTwo

A few days ago, we distributed sweets to the children, and the atmosphere was full of happiness and joy. We thank you, our followers, for your donations, and we hope you will donate more for our children. Our next goal is to equip a kitchen to prepare hot meals there on a daily basis. To donate, please use the link.

https://chuffed.org/fundraiser/denis-salem-wrh2ev

@aral
@fabio
@gvenema
@chielk

#Gaza #Palestine #StopGenocide #ÉvacuationsMedicales #Gaza #Humanity #SaveChildren #Hope #childhood #CelebrityJunkFood

Does anyone have any 1990s Monster In My Pocket?

Discovered these at my mom's house, I used to love these as a kid!

Looking to complete my collection, looking to buy the remaining 16 I need. Anyone out there got the beasts I require?

#RetroToys #Nineties #Toys #Collection #Collectibles #Help #Retro #Childhood

#children #childhood #parenting #parents #lol #funny #humor #joke #comedy #mother #mom #nostalgia #learning #teaching #dad #father #comedian #standup #show #horror #kids #family #writer #crazy #prank #stunt #health #healthy #wellness #love #therapy #women #driving #car #highway #tv #seniors #elderly #aging #technology #AI #invention #cars #trucks #driver

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The Big-Eared Clown, Self-Portrait (of Klee), and the White-Haired Eskimo (ca. 1921–25) by Paul Klee.

Source: Zentrum Paul Klee / Wikimedia Commons

https://pdimagearchive.org/images/bce2e456-f15d-4f9e-a22c-e01993287b12

#childhood #innocence #costumes #angels #dolls #death #faces #loss #textiles #art #publicdomain

I grew up attending the Grange Fair and Encampment as did my father before me and my grandmother before him. Aunt Ida at the Frazier tent in 1973. #grangefair #grangefairandencampment #grange #centrehall #centrecounty #summer #summerfair #summerfairs #endofsummer #pennstate #psu #farmanimals #rides #food #funnelcakes #deepfriedoreos #family #tenting #familyheritage #tentingwiththegrange #1970s #childhood #childhoodmemories #tent #tents #glamping

I grew up attending the Grange Fair and Encampment as did my father before me and my grandmother before him. Aunt Ida at the Frazier tent in 1973. #grangefair #grangefairandencampment #grange #centrehall #centrecounty #summer #summerfair #summerfairs #endofsummer #pennstate #psu #farmanimals #rides #food #funnelcakes #deepfriedoreos #family #tenting #familyheritage #tentingwiththegrange #1970s #childhood #childhoodmemories #tent #tents #glamping

I grew up attending the Grange Fair and Encampment as did my father before me and my grandmother before him. Aunt Ida at the Frazier tent in 1973. #grangefair #grangefairandencampment #grange #centrehall #centrecounty #summer #summerfair #summerfairs #endofsummer #pennstate #psu #farmanimals #rides #food #funnelcakes #deepfriedoreos #family #tenting #familyheritage #tentingwiththegrange #1970s #childhood #childhoodmemories #tent #tents #glamping