Massachusetts. 27.
Ask.
"If Your heart is free, the ground you're standing on is liberated territory. Defend it."
"I speak of nomadic clouds. and of a thin music that lights a room on the fifth floor, and a murmur of laughter in the middle of the night like water that flows far-off through roots and grasses" - I Speak of the City, Octavio Paz
"We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars." -Oscar Wilde
if you donât know the difference between a hare and a rabbit youâve never gazed into the cold wild eyes of a hare and known that if it could speak it would speak backwards
Jack Rabbits are North American Hares and theyâre the WORST to encounter at night becuase:
You all know how big a rabbit is. Jack Rabbits and hares are much bigger. theyâre the size of large cats or small dogs or just-walking-age children.
They also like to hang out in gangs of a hlf dozen to over 30.
and in the middle of backcountry dirt roads.
perhaps theyâre dustbathing
or blood sacrifce
I donât know because when you come up the road at night because your dog has a tiny bladder and needs to go out at midnight and you have no yard so youâre walking him on the dirt road around your neighborhod because you might aw well get some stargazing in, and you come just over the ridge to see a coven of twenty jackrabbits in the middle of the road
and
they
all
stand
up
not just onto all fours like a proper prey animal
No they get up on thier hind legs and donât just sit but STAND like tiny rabbit-skinned toddlers, wobbing slightly as they stare directly at you eyes shining in your flashlightâs glow
âŚBlood Red.
And a chill goes through you on that warm july night because while theyâre a puntable size and allegedly herbivores theyâre standing and watching you just like people and you are vastly outnumbered.
everyone freezes
youâre considering your odds aganst roughly 200lbs of Suspiciously Humanoid Hare
and theyâre considering their odds against you
the only sound in the never-ending high desert windÂ
somewhere in your peripheral vision you can see the streetlights but they seem awfully far away
The nearest Jack Rabbit
Blinks
and takes a single shuffling step
forward
You area an overdevloped monkey and your prefrontal cortex is capable of some amazing feats but it runs very slowly compared to the reflexes of a rabbit and youâre frozen as you desperately scramble for the appropriate course of action, hands feeling thick and useless, mouth dry and feet imeasurably heavy thereâs no way youâd outrun THESE, god thereâs a rabies outbreak going around that shitâs not curable-
The Dog
L U N G E S
Itâs only the briefest of movements but the animal youâd picked out for his gangly legs and floppy ears and goofy smile is suddenly a dark shape of muscle and teeth and had flung himself at the horrible goblin rabbits faster than mere physics should dictate, appearing in the circle of the flashlight for only the briefest of moments before the jolt from the leash makes you stumble and the light falters
The Jack Rabbits
Scatter
Vanishing into the faintly starlit sagebrush in as so many faint gray shapes that might be mistaken for the dustclouds they kick up
Later, you sit on the couch disquieted
and you wonder
If the sight of the Jack Rabbits standing and studying you was frightening enough to make you yearn for the safety of the yellowed streetlights
what must it be like from thier end?
what terrifying creatureÂ
deliberately ties itself
to something so horrible
As a Dog?
@gallusrostromegalus that last bit gave me such a strong mental image I absolutely had to draw it
WELL HOLY SHIT.
CONGRATULATE, THATâS EXACTLY WHAT I WAS GOING FOR.
is it ok if I print it out and stick it on the fridge?
âBut if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.â
not even risking that shit
scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button.Â
She ainât no games in real life so I take her serious all the time
Anyone with a name that starts with a âZâ, ends with an âiâ, and isnât some kind of Italian pasta, IS SERIOUS
Iâm not climbing no mountain with a pig on my back, đ đ˝đ đžđ đż Negative.
Nope. I know better, have your reblog Madame Zeroni.
who the fuck is Madame Zeroni
Look at these stupid children who donât know who Madame Zeroni is
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Man lissen if you donât know you better ask somebody AFTER you hit the reblog button
Idk who she is but I have an exam today so Iâll reblog her
idk who she is but i have an exam today so iâll reblog her ^Haiku^bot^0.4. Sometimes I do stupid things (but I have improved with syllables!). Beep-boop!
At the beginning when Jefferey (red shirt) is asked if he is surprised it is because he didn’t expect his little brother to be there. He hadn’t seen his little brother in 4 years because he lived in Florida. The little brother is the one that got their mom set up on a visa so that she could come to America from Africa ,to surprise her older son. The mom and little brother met up in Florida and came together to surprise Jefferey.
This giant man turns into a 6-7 year old kid, when sees mom, damn, this is really touching!
Thank you to everyone that posted this and brought this to me. Jeffrey’s happiness and his sadness and his calling for his “Mama” shattered my heart into a million pieces. Such love is beautiful to witness. Horrible to feel, at times, but beautiful nonetheless.
I’m so glad he got to see his Mama. And I hope their family comes together and stays together.