We Are Strong!

Rise Up Like the Sun

Does anyone else get waaayyy too excited and start loads of different projects?

I can’t help it, my mind is buzzing with ideas!

I did give myself a little pep talk this morning though, like Naomi you need to finish, before starting another project! If not I’ll end up with loads of unfinished bits and bobs and get overwhelmed at what to do.

I wanted to add this song to my last post. But thought Naaah!

Let’s do a whole post dedicated to this tune!

Watch Pat Benatar sing her heart out and tell an emotional story through dance and song.

An Authoritative dad yells at his daughter.

Young Rebellious Woman Roars back.

The loving mother looks at her partner like a scared child. Distraught over his harsh punishment towards their daughter. Without even discussing it with her.

Toxic masculinity at its finest.

Tightening her grip on her wedding ring. Shaming herself because she’s not strong enough to leave this asshole of a man.

Kicked out of her Home. Feeling like an Outcast. We see her story unfold. She becomes a woman of the streets. Men constantly lingering around her. Defiantly singing past them.

Enters in a smokey room…haha I just had too!

People moodly staring. We’re introduced to a creepy guy with a silly grin.

Boring night at the club; everyone looks depressed.

When we hear a woman scream.

She’s being harassed by that creepy guy!

Strong Women draped in rags emerge on the dance floor. Support is here. Dancing with Power and Unity.

The Man is looking really freaked out!

I could help myself! He’s such a meme!

I’m surprised they dance together! Then again it is a music video Naomi! There’s fierce dances like Paso Doble that represent fighting. I’ve been watching too much strictly come dancing lol

She chucks holy water to cleanse the toxic masculinity in him. He touches her without her permission. Without fear she bats him away. Shimmying out the door with her girl gang.

Out in the daylight we can really see the amazing outfits the women have! Love the bright clashing colours. The 80s! What a cool time heh?

They thank and bless each other before going their separate ways.

Finishing with Pat Benatar strutting her stuff towards the sunset.

Beautiful.

Three Sisters In Athens

Why Anarchists should be Gardeners P2

Okay sooo in my last post I go on a massive tangent about fear and love; forgetting to talk about any actual gardening! So if you haven’t read it…. read it… Then come back to this one… go on then 😉

Fear or Love?

Picture yourself….

…in the future.

Mother earth abused and raped, too many times. Chemical warfare. We used to call it “cleaning” or the classic “produce more”. We were sold this idea. It was sparkly and cheap, oh so cheap. In something we used to call “money”. Surprisingly, this didn’t have any real value. Yet, we traded everything for it. But there was always a cost.

Space like oceans, where balls of plastic fly into each other like meteors. Silent ghost forests haunt the bare land. Our mother is barren, unable to produce edible food. Humans have resorted to eating this bland powder made from rocks. Dreaming of the days when you could eat an orange.

Deep within you, something is calling.

A clear message.

Hope.

Visions visit you almost every night.

An abundant paradise, where humans recognize they are part of nature and joyfully work with her.

People laugh at you when you tell them.

“That’s all gone…” They sigh

“We had a chance and we messed it up.” Depressingly plodding away.

So that’s just the way life is now, huh? Are you just going to accept that? Are you going to listen to the voice inside you?

You might die. Meh, so what? Where ever the dead go, it can’t be worse than this grey existence.

Determined, you pack only essentials: gas mask, compass, map, camping equipment, change of clothes, last but certainly not the least, your personal penknife. You’ve been adding tools to it for months, almost like you knew this would happen.

Boots laced up. Bag on your back. Bring it!

In the middle of night, you take one final look at the vast void you call “home”.

Whispering a prayer.

Ready for your adventure.

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