zalyria.bsky.social
@zalyria.bsky.social
It’s never just about the game . It’s the laughs, the food, and the memories we make around the table.
Go and play some games with friends and family!
October 3, 2025 at 1:50 AM
It’s never just about the game — it’s the laughs, the food, and the memories we make around the table. Go and play some games and eat and talk with a friend or family!
October 3, 2025 at 1:47 AM
🌱 Democracy isn’t just something we vote for — it’s something we build, piece by piece, in how we spend, speak, organize, teach, and care for each other.
🔥 Every act of engagement, connection, and courage chips away at authoritarianism.
October 2, 2025 at 11:46 AM
(3) Now more than ever, we need to turn back toward community. Meet our neighbors. Smile. Share a meal. Celebrate together. Care deeply. If the systems forget our humanity, then we must remember it for each other.
October 1, 2025 at 10:21 PM
(2) Government jobs should be about service, not profit. About protecting, not hurting. But here we are, waiting and wondering whose lives will be thrown into chaos next. It doesn’t feel logical — it feels cruel.
October 1, 2025 at 10:21 PM
I’m sorry and don’t know if this helps but don’t lose hope. We need your work and focus on being active doing what you love and what helps others.
September 12, 2025 at 11:28 PM
5- That’s what art does. It reminds us of who we are and who we could be. This song gives me hope. Hope that even when everything feels heavy, our voices together can still rise. And that is what it sounds like.
September 7, 2025 at 2:11 PM
4- We’re not alone. We don’t have to be. Our cracks, our scars, our jagged edges, when we bring them into the light, they can make something powerful.
September 7, 2025 at 2:11 PM
3- But the song isn’t just about one person. To me, it’s bigger. It’s about all of us. About realizing we stayed quiet too long, thought things “couldn’t get that bad”… and then they did. And they keep getting worse. The song feels like a call to wake up, to find our voices, to stand together.
September 7, 2025 at 2:11 PM
2- Broken by life. Broken by my own choices, or the things I didn’t do. Those pieces of me, the ones I used to want to hide, are actually who I am (my lessons, my learning, my story). And somehow, accepting that brokenness feels like strength. It pushes me forward.
September 7, 2025 at 2:10 PM
I can’t click on the heart icon to like this because it feels wrong. I don’t like this. So I’ll comment to say “THIS IS WRONG!!!!!!!!, this shouldn’t be happening”
August 29, 2025 at 12:21 PM
You are an inspiration and a role model. We need more people like you, standing together, speaking our truth. No one can silence us or bring us down. We will be here with you.
August 7, 2025 at 1:06 AM
They say, ‘Eat real food.’ But junk food is cheap. People are just trying to survive. School lunches are being taken away. If we really want people to eat healthy, we need to make it possible — not harder. Stop telling us what we should eat while creating rules that make healthy food unaffordable.
July 14, 2025 at 7:10 PM
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July 13, 2025 at 1:16 PM
Today I dreamt of our island—of a particular beach I used to visit when I was little. A place I left behind in search of better opportunities. While I was away, I lost my mom and sister. I call myself a privileged immigrant, yet sometimes I question if I made the right choice.
July 11, 2025 at 3:45 PM