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IT'S OUR WORLD is all about rethinking & shaping a world that works for people & planet.

This is a @charlie-alice-raya.org project.
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It includes:

- Prelude
- Notes on domestic violence
- The penis trauma
- Author’s notes

LINK
www.we-need-to-talk-about-sex.org/download-pdf...
download, pdf, The penis trauma – we need to talk about sex
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December 11, 2025 at 2:53 PM
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DAY 7,
connecting to

THE PENIS TRAUMA
and other speculations
about us and our sexuality

from book 2, travelling

Now available as pdf-download. 🧵

#photography #body #sexuality #nature #OurFutureDay7 #abuse #domesticviolence #cormorants #sunrise #birdsky #booksky #philsky #writing #climate
Sunrise, sea, in the distance flocks of cormorants.
December 11, 2025 at 2:53 PM
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DAY 7 #quotes

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‘Let’s dig as deep as possible. Let’s have these conversations. The more of our strange behaviours we take on a rethinking ride the better.’

#photography #sexuality #body #nature #OurFutureDay7 #forest
A forest floor still life: autumn leaves, clover, moss.
December 11, 2025 at 9:24 PM
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DAY 7 #quotes

‘If you dare think about it, it really is clever marketing that shaped our present way of life. That means, it was never logical, rational or for the human wellbeing.

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#photography #marketing #nature #OurFutureDay7 #dogsky #pr #philsky #resist #climate #ThisIsOurWorld #actnow
Touching beauty shot of Max, the dog. Perfect for marketing purposes.
December 11, 2025 at 9:54 PM
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👇 This 👇

Take a scroll!

See countries from A to Z faced with the consequences of a depleted planet & global warming.

We can rethink our world. We can shape a world where people & planet thrive. What we can’t do is wait for someone else to do it.
#resist #WeThePeople #ClimateAction #NoTimeToLose
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'The Earthlycrumb Tragedies'

(with apologies to Edward Gorey & for being overly morbid)

A poem in 26 Skeets... 🧵
November 30, 2025 at 9:40 PM
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THIS IS OUR WORLD

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And it’s time we shape it together.

#OurFuture #fungifriends #photography #resist
Two different kinds of fungi protrude from a branch.
November 27, 2025 at 10:48 AM
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THE BIG CLEAN-UP

‘Here we were, staring at the yellow figure of the crazy woman on our phones who had just made the most preposterous proposal – which to our surprise sounded absolutely sensible.’

the-end-of-all-wars.net/planet-eight...

#ClimateAction #WeThePeople #resist #photography #nature
Sky, dramatic & hopeful, photographed this afternoon.
November 26, 2025 at 3:07 PM
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Time for LAUGHS

Mars enthusiasts & sex giggles
from book 2, travelling.

#mars #oligarchs #techbros #sex #photography #fungifriends #smile #breathe #forest #millionaires
Some chats later, Filip introduced Alice and Andy to a plump couple. ‘Nice to meet you,’ the man with the fancy moustache said. His wife added: ‘Don’t we have a perfect view of the dancers, my dears?’ ‘Don’t we?’ Andy murmured with a slightly distorted smile. The big lady linked arms with Andy and whispered something into his ear. Andy blushed. Meanwhile, the lady’s husband eyed Alice more closely and remarked: ‘So you want to change the world?’ ‘No. I’m the woman who needs to talk about sex.’ The man laughed. ‘Ah, but the present system works. Worldwide the number of millionaires increases.’ Alice chuckled. ‘I disagree, dear sir. The system doesn’t work. A few million people are on a lucky star. But eventually, the system will drag us all down. Unless, of course, the rich folk get to Mars in time. In which case, they get to ruin a second planet. Hooray.’ ‘You’re right,’ the plumb man returned. ‘With our kind of fortune, there’s only one thing we can do.’ ‘Really? Do tell.’ ‘No question about it: space exploration.’ ‘Of course. What else could we do with a fortune like ours, eh?’ ‘Don’t bother with him, darling,’ the big wife said, patting Andy’s arm. ‘He never listens. But tell me about sex.’ ‘What about it?’ Alice laughed. ‘All and everything,’ the lady replied expectantly. ‘Alright, let me dig into my big sack full of little sex notes and see which one I’ll pull out for you.’ The big lady actually giggled. Alice chuckled and pretended to be fishing for a note in a sack. ‘Ah, yes,’ Alice said, holding up an imaginary note. ‘It’s called: the sexuality mess.’ Louder giggles. Struggling to keep a straight face, Alice said: ‘Alright, it says here: Men made a big mess of sexuality because they were too confused about their bodily functions. Actually make that men and women. What made the confusion worse was that neither men nor women could freely communicate about all the strange bulges and urges they experienced.’ � � More giggling. A lot of it. Filip and Natasha joined in. But Andy looked a little thoughtful. Bugger, he might have heard something like that in connection with the penis trauma. And Alice promised Leo not to— But she wasn’t talking to Andy, was she? She was just entertaining a nice lady who thoroughly enjoyed herself, and who kept patting Andy’s arm while eyeing Ares kind of longingly. The lady’s husband had a distant smile on his face. Maybe he was dreaming of Mars. Alice continued: ‘And apparently the unspoken consent was that the body is a problem. Moreover,’ Alice added in a very audible whisper. ‘Each believed, I mean every woman and every man, they all believed, only they have a problem. And, of course, none of them would ever admit to anything strange happening in their bodies or minds.’ ‘Oh, this is wonderful, darling,’ the lady applauded blissfully. ‘Wonderful. Bulges and urges. Oh, how wonderful.’ A small slimy mushroom protruding from a tree branch, found today.
November 26, 2025 at 12:39 PM
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DENIAL

‘How can someone who is in denial wake up?’
‘By knowing that it’s safe to wake up. By knowing that waking up is not about blaming or about telling someone what a fool they have been but about coming together. By knowing that our actions can make a difference.‘

book 3, shaping

#photography
WAKING UP ‘Welcome back to our live coverage,’ Mudiwa said into the camera, smiling. ‘We are in the courtyard of the Front House, just as the international team get ready for their presentation. The crowds are queuing everywhere, and with us now is Bülent Hamdi, author and husband, as he told us. Bülent, thank you so much for your time.’
‘It’s my pleasure. Thank you for having me.’
(…) Facing the camera, Mudiwa said: ‘While Bülent is not a member of the project team, he contributes as an author, and his new play: Waking up will premiere in our theatre, here in the Front House, this afternoon. Bülent, what can you tell us about the play?’
Bülent knitted his dark brows. ‘Our planet is in trouble. It’s dying and with it we die. But even though scientists have substantiated this trajectory with their research, many are still in denial, many still live in their personal bubbles, many push pretty much any topic while ignoring the topics we urgently need to address, many keep looking away. Waking up, the play, is about gently nudging people to see their bubble and to dare leave it. What will they see? How will they feel when the whole disaster we and our ancestors have inflicted upon our planet and upon ourselves overwhelms them? Hope enters the stage when the pain, frustration and anger about the state of our world turns into the determination to reshape and restore it. And somewhere on that road, we begin to understand that everything is connected, and that we can save ourselves if we all wake up, if we connect to each other and to our planet, and if we prioritise the issues that need to be addressed now.’
 Text continued: ‘Strong words,’ Mudiwa said. ‘But how can someone who is in denial wake up?’
Bülent smiled a little. ‘By knowing that it’s safe to wake up. By knowing that waking up is not about blaming or about telling someone what a fool they have been but about coming together. By knowing that our actions can make a difference. By knowing that prioritising the future of the planet is the best we can do. By knowing that we are not the only ones who leave the bubble, but that waking up is something we do together.’ Photo: single tree trunk, partly mossy, in a desolate part of the forest.
November 26, 2025 at 12:19 PM
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At #cop30 corporations & governments have proven again that they don’t serve people & planet.

Burning fossil fuels, using plastic, deforestation, overfishing are not options.

I love this little story which is both magic & tragic. But maybe it adds perspective.

#photography #resist #stopoil
Ji & Jo jumped ‘It stinks!’ Jo, the green pixie with the red feather, exclaimed. ‘But it glitters and looks very smooth,’ Ji, the blue pixie with the black shell as hat, returned. ‘It reminds me of that brown lake, you remember? What them humans call cho-co-la-te. It was delicious! I’ll never forget how we swam in it.’ ‘And got ladled out of it.’ Jo chuckled. It had been fun climbing onto the rim of the ladle and letting their feet dangle while dripping with that delicious brown stuff. Ji was right, that had been something. ‘Do you think this could be delicious, too?’ Jo asked doubtfully and pointing at the black mass. Ji shrugged. ‘I’m thinking, it’s hiding something. Why else would it stink this much? Take my hand?’ Jo took a deep breath and smiled. He loved adventures with Ji. Jo took Ji’s hand, they laughed and jumped into an open barrel of crude oil. And that was that. Only it wasn’t quite. To be continued … JI & JO GET EVERYWHERE Jo and Ji laughed, flew through the air, hand in hand, and landed with a big splash in the middle of a barrel of crude oil. There was still laughter on their pixie faces when the black mass swallowed them. ‘Oops!’ were their last exclamations. They died several deaths: drowning, poisoning, heart failure and shock all claimed their lives. But nothing dies in absolute terms. The pixie souls moved on, true. But every single cell of and in the pixies’ bodies, well, those went on millions of journeys. Because, just like the remains of plants, animals and humans, the pixies’ remains became part of this black mass — and Ji’s soul wondered whether it stank so much as a warning that crude oil is not only a bringer of death but also a grave of the dead — NOT TO BE DISTURBED. Well, to track down the stories of every cell of Ji’s and Jo’s pixie bodies would take a storyteller’s lifetime, at the very least. Maybe other storytellers will recount the story of the toenail cells on Ji’s pinki toe, or the story of that one blood cell in Jo’s heart, or the one cell that used to be part of that bit of snot in Ji’s nose. I will follow the trace of two particular cells which held on to each other the moment the pixies’ hands had touched. To be continued … A NEW JOURNEY I call these two inseparable cells JoJi. Of course, at first JoJi was still part of the clasping hands as the dead bodies of the pixies Ji & Jo drifted back to the black surface in the crude oil. Just then a lit was dropped down on the barrel. It was quite a long and bumpy journey to the oil refinery, and on the way the bodies of the pixies got fully absorbed by the fossil mass, thanks to some of the remaining pixie dust. Towards the end of this drive, JoJi was separated from what used to be two fully grown wee pixies. JoJi became part of a gasoline delivery to a big city. A day later, JoJi was burned in the engines of a red car. Travelling on in the exhaust fume, JoJi landed in the lungs of a fifty-something man called Luke. He was in love and smiling. Some weeks later, Luke died of asthma. Not because of JoJi. He had just lived in the big city for too long and inhaled too much of the polluted air. JoJi was buried with Luke’s body in a cemetery in his hometown. And this is it for me because I am not keen on telling the story of worms who ate their way through this lovely man, one of them carrying JoJi to new realms, and probably dying from digesting Luke’s black lungs. Ravens & crow in bare tree.
November 26, 2025 at 11:03 AM
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THE GREATEST POWER WE HAVE is to refuse to play along with the idiocies of autocrats, warmongers, oligarchs, and everyone else who doesn’t put people & planet first.

The story below is about ENDING ALL WARS. The method used is applicable for #nokings #generalstrike.

#photgraphy #forest #resist
Horizontally blurred lines of the lights of a clinic, shining through between the trees of a forest. //5 WAR IMPOSSIBLE On our planet no one dares to start a war. Not a clan war. Not a tribal war. Not a war between regions. Not a global war. Of any kind. Why? Because the moment anyone raises a fist or a gun, the moment anyone is exposed as producing weapons, the moment someone smuggles a missile to a potential launch site, the moment we, the people of our planet, hear about anything like that, we stop to work, we stop to go to the theatres, restaurants, football games, museums, cinemas, shops. What do we do instead? We meet in the streets, bring our chairs, our children and pets. We share our foods and chat. At first, we only reacted to wars and threats of war. By now, we go on strike globally whenever we hear of violence, abuse, exploitation, oppression, destruction and all other violations against us, our fellow humans and against nature. Admittedly, we love meeting in the streets and chatting. But we also love our power. We love how the agitators try to send negotiators. We love how they try to manipulate us. It’s such a laugh. But you know, once we were globally connected, we had the upper hand because we are the majority and no one messes with us. money, to be entertained — while enjoying quality time in our streets — until the aggressor backs off, until the violation and its source are removed and brought to justice. You see, they have to back off. You can’t go to war if everyone is having a chat in the streets. You can’t keep plotting to destabilise a country if no one is listening. You can’t ransack a country if no one is available to do the ransacking with you. Yes, sometimes it rains. And it’s a beautiful picture when you look out of the window at the sea of umbrellas. No, music though. We always party afterwards — and a lot. But during our strikes we are simply together, letting all concerned know that violations of any kind cannot happen. Not on our watch. We will not look away. We will not normalise. We will not pretend that there is nothing we can do. Because we know by now that we have all the power in the world when we come together and refuse to be part of a society where violence, injustice, inequality, oppression, discrimination or damage to our environment is on anyone’s agenda. This story is part of the collection: THE END OF ALL WARS.
November 24, 2025 at 5:39 PM
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LONGEVITY CAMPAIGN
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'The quest for longevity! It doesn’t have all the ballast of people fighting some ideology wars, there is no us and them, good and evil, nor any self-righteous indignation. It’s so basic and so incredibly fitting.’

#OurFuture #ClimateActions #photography #longevity #booksky
©Charlie Alice Raya, 2025, book 4, building, DAY 39 ‘I read this article the other day about people who get really old, and how humans have always been trying to find ways to live longer, like forever. And I thought, we could do a longevity campaign because, hey, in our town, if we do a good job, then a hundred years will be some kind of middle age.’ There was laughter and Navarro said: ‘I think, we have another entry for the blackboard. Blimey! This is perfect! The quest for longevity! It doesn’t have all the ballast of people fighting some ideology wars, there is no us and them, good and evil, nor any self-righteous indignation. It’s so basic and so incredibly fitting.’ (…) ‘I think we’ll achieve more if we find ways to make people feel good. That’s the cool thing about Skye’s Longevity Campaign. It’s a hopeful, non-judgemental thing, even though we can use it to include pretty much every critical issue like water pollution, housing crises, discrimination, exploitation, NHS, education, cost of living, loneliness, austerity, speculations. Because all of these things, when improved or replaced, will increase our chances to live longer, and that has hope value.’
November 24, 2025 at 1:01 PM
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FOR OUR FUTURE

Let’s be bold
and restore our lands, forests, oceans.

Let’s be clever
and rethink & reshape our global economic & political systems.

Let’s be defiant
and refuse to be complicit
in the idiocies of warmongers, oligarchs & wannabe kings.

#resist #ThisIsOurWorld #photography #ocean
Rolling waves, dramatic sky.
November 15, 2025 at 12:22 PM
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SHAPING OUR WORLD
What do I mean by LET’S SHAPE OUR WORLD?

We are stuck in systems, narratives, stories, beliefs, traditions, philosophies, ideals and ideas that harm us & our planet.
We can shape our world by scrutinising what is & by replacing what causes harm.

#photography #fungifriends #future
Fungi on tree stump in forest.
November 15, 2025 at 8:09 PM
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RESTORING OUR PLANET

What do I mean when I say LET’S RESTORE OUR PLANET?

1) Stop everything that harms our ecosystems.

2) Remove everything that harms our ecosystems.

3) Nurture our ecosystems for recovery.

What about us?
That’s what we need to shape.

Stay tuned.

#photography #autumn #forest
Dried brown leaf on a twig in the forest.
November 15, 2025 at 7:59 PM
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WHY FOCUS?

Our lives, our chances of happiness & prosperity depend on nature’s health.

Without nature, we have no future.

With nature we have worlds to discover.

Nothing is worth it to risk our lives & those of billions of beings. Nothing!

#photography #fungifriends #actnow #nature #forest
Two fungi huddled together amidst autumn leaves.
November 16, 2025 at 8:40 PM
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HUMANS

We know how to manipulate people,
how to make them dependent.

It’s time to find out
how to empower people so that
they can’t be manipulated any more.

Not by telling them
what to think
but by encouraging them
to think for themselves.

#OurFuture #resist #actnow #photography #sky #stars
Stars in the sky.
November 16, 2025 at 11:01 PM
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Roaring sea
Crispy air
A morning made for defiance.

The calls are many
urgent

Our world is
not for sale
not for machines
not for oligarchs
not for autocrats
not for rapists
not for exploiters
not for speculators.

Our world is for us!
Let’s reject destruction.

#photography #riseup #actnow #sea
Crispy, sunny morning at the beach, waves rolling.
November 21, 2025 at 9:07 AM
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THIS IS OUR WORLD

Restoring our planet
is not up for debate.

Rejecting fossil fuels
is not up for debate.

Rethinking our world
is not up for debate.

All of it is overdue.

We can shape our world
so that people & planet thrive.

#cop30 #forestFriday #rewilding #OurFuture #actnow #ClimateAction
Wilderness in a forest, mirrored in a creek, Usedom
November 21, 2025 at 5:46 PM
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Remember: The oligarchs who control our economy and democracy seek to divide us so they can become more powerful.

They want us to turn on each other so we don't look up and see where all the wealth and power have gone.

Don't fall for it.
November 21, 2025 at 12:01 AM
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THIS IS OUR WORLD

Restoring our planet
is not up for debate.

Rejecting fossil fuels
is not up for debate.

Rethinking our world
is not up for debate.

All of it is overdue.

We can shape our world
so that people & planet thrive.

#cop30 #forestFriday #rewilding #OurFuture #actnow #ClimateAction
Wilderness in a forest, mirrored in a creek, Usedom
November 21, 2025 at 5:46 PM
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CAMPAIGNS FOR OUR FUTURE

DAY 8
WRAPPING

‘Let’s celebrate the challenges the project confronted us with, the encouragement they showered on us, the inspiration & courage they stirred for a world that works for people & planet.’

#rethink #actnow #OurFuture #writing #ClimateAction #strongertogether
DAY 8, WRAPPING THE CAMPAIGNS
Let’s celebrate the challenges the project confronted us with, the encouragement they showered on us, the inspiration and courage they stirred for a world that works for people and planet.
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November 21, 2025 at 5:30 PM
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CAMPAIGNS FOR OUR FUTURE

DAY 9
FOCUS

‘While we all need to come together to restore our planet, we should focus on connections which have the most promising symbiotic effects. 🧵

#rethink #photography #nature #focus #OurFuture #symbiosis #trees #ClimateAction #strongertogether
A heap of heavily entangled branches and twigs.
November 15, 2025 at 10:06 AM
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CAMPAIGNS FOR OUR FUTURE

DAY 10
YOUR STRENGTH IS MY STRENGTH
Why shouldn’t we question everything that makes us sick, everything that fails us? Why shouldn’t we rethink life on planet Earth? Why shouldn’t we redefine how we deal with each other? Why? Because you are afraid of a world that works? 🧵
November 5, 2025 at 8:02 PM
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THIS IS OUR WORLD
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Only we can shape it
and shake off
everything that makes us
and our planet sick.
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#photograpgy #OurFuture #ThisIsOurWorld #TippingPoints #ocean #evening #shape #rethink #resist
Baltic Sea, calm, evening skies
November 5, 2025 at 7:57 PM