die at dawn
Go into the dark tonight. Walk through the white. Wear blazing red.
Sing to sleeping things, or sing things to sleep.
The night will shudder in ecstasis and ring in crepuscular song.
Spectral chorus heralds a flame, a drop of blood, a pinecone.
Listen and sing it for an art, for it shall ring the night long, for
Nothing is Silent on a Holy Night.
In response to the NSFW ban being enacted by Tumblr Staff, on December 17th 2018 I propose that we all log off of our Tumblr accounts for 24 hours.
The lack of respect and communication between staff and users is stark. Users have been begging staff to delete the porn bot outbreak, which has plagued the website for well over a year. The porn bots oftentimes send people asks and messages, trying to get them to go to a website full of viruses. They also spam advertisements on others posts.
Users have also begged that Tumblr ban neo-nazis, child porn, and pedophiles, all which run rampant on the site. The site/app got so bad that it was taken off the app store.
However, instead of answering the users, Tumblr has instead taken the liberty to ban all NSFW content, regardless of age. But users have already run into issues of their SFW content being marked as sensitive and being flagged as NSFW, not allowing them to share their work.
Not only does this discriminate again content creators, but it also discriminates against sex workers. Disgustingly, the ban will be enacted on December 17 which is also International Day to End Violence Against Sex Workers.
This ban is disgusting, and while I (and plenty of others) welcome porn bots and child porn being banned, the Tumblr filtration system is broken. It tags artistic work’s nipples as NSFW (when it is art), it tags SFW art as NSFW (when it is not), and does not stop the porn bots, neo-nazis and dozens of other issues.
This ban is discriminatory. This ban is ineffective. This ban is unacceptable.
To protest, log off of your Tumblr account for the entirety of December 17th. Log off at 12 am EST or 9PM PST and stay off for 24 hours. Don’t post. Don’t log on. Don’t even visit the website. Don’t give them that sweet ad revenue.
Tumblr’s stock has already taken a hard hit. Let’s make it tank. Maybe then they will listen to the users.
Reblog to signal boost! We must force change.
The answer is obvious.
A resounding No
I can’t believe everyone has accepted my tacit immortality and no one has asked the secret to it yet.
Jesus, with all of the weird questions, you’d think that would be one of them.
In the middle of the sea is an island. On that island is a mountain. On that mountain is a forest. In that forest is a tree. One each year, on the winter solstice, a bird flies from the direction of the setting sun and plucks a twig from that tree to build its nest. Once that forest has been plucked in its entirety by that bird, that is the day @ofwoodandbone will die.
I didn’t mean expose me, GOD
I didn’t say which sea, GOD. I signed the Black Man’s non-disclosure agreement just like everyone else, Becky!
I’m glad you read that section.
No one ever reads the non-disclosure section in the Black Book anymore.
Am I blessed or cursed with my soul? With this restless, unsatisfied spirit, hopelessly homesick and always missing the worlds and whispers impossible to reach, to grab, to possess? Dreaming of calm breaths and sun kissing my skin, and fire and cold forest’s streams, dreaming of simpler times and simpler truths, of golden fields and wild winds high in the mountains..? But longing for stormy skies and thunders, for blood and bones, constantly facing sadness so utterly profound it turns everything into ash on my fingertips? Soul that craves freedom and wildness, that sings the forgotten ballads of warriors and poets long gone. Spirit that never settles down and can never be satisfied.