neon locusts

my anger regarding the sliminess of neoliberalism existing side by side how much it means to me when me and my friends call each other in toward intimate understanding of w/e and anything we’re talking about, talking thru our praxes and projects, imagining brighter worlds and skilling up in inspiration to another !!!!!!

ur worst friends giving advice like “only focus on yourself. you don’t owe anyone anything; not ur respect, ur compassion, ur kindness. make this about you. you’re the writer of your own story. you’re an island. you’re a girlboss. you’re a diamond. you’re a spinning orb in a vast empty sea of the universe and nothing can touch you.”

just realized my full moon lunar return starts at the beginning of every w. astrological new year and this one on sunday will be my first full moon and return since starting testosterone ~ sweet signs that make me feel extra held, loved and seen by the universe !!

it’s so sweet that we can see 2 crows fight a falcon in the forest and keep living. I can dip my feet in a river and shiver for hours, and go to sleep toasted. I can sleep fast and dream of flying and kissing friends and wake up to their texts. I can make chili burritos with fresh parsley and lion’s mane syrup and drink the waning gibbous moon.

love 2 be indigenous w a long standing complicated bond to the natures. love 2 be a SW w a long standing bond to pleasure + hearts meet minds. sometimes I think the world creates us with unique powers of friendship just so we can show each other how to love in deeper intimate ways, and the world expands, grows wilder, messier, in tears that are bigger than my body.

spinning threads of protection through my heart walls & watering my face with compassion like I’m a tiny sprouted leaf and my thoughts are chlorophyl ~ my Soil is Nutritive and my Thorn, unbreakable