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i finally have a new phone omfg the timeline has shifted in my favour 😭😭😭😭😭

i've been told to start modelling almost every time i leave the house for the last like 3 years. IM NOT EVEN KIDDING 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 like it would be fun but it could ONLY be on my terms, no weird photographers either and the pictures have to be ethereal + otherworldly every single time. also i would want to model for chloé and mirror palais like. also i’m a PAINTERRRRRR I PAINT

i’ve been writing so much!!! it feels soooo good to lay my thoughts out evenly in all my favourite shiny words, smoothing them out after my brain has folded them over and over and over and over and. the electricity in the brain to spirit communication is palpable. literacy is one of the kindest gifts i’ve ever been given. this is what i light the candles for

the innate divinity that exists in queerness, specifically lesbianism, keeps me well. divine means to see and to be. i’ve always been a lesbian, before i even knew the word, before the brainwashing and doubt. to deny that aspect was to deny the blessing of freedom. sappho was so devoted to her cause that it placed her right into the lap of dearest aphrodite, imagine how many tender hearts she mended. love lasts so long that even in another time and place, those who had never walked the lands as u did, also wish to love to the point of creation. i cannot deny i was gifted my humours in order to appease the spirits of women, starting with my own. i was gifted my talents and my own beauty in order to never deny women the innate pleasure of such, hopefully inspiring them to find and create their own. it’s hard to be shy when seeing my self love amplified upon others feels sacred. romantic or platonic, it never fails to make my heart swoop, laying and whispering with a woman that looks at u like u hung the stars. maybe i did, maybe i am the divine’s descent into the mundane. i shall enjoy creation as it continues to enjoy me.

the same magic i was taught to fear and shun has sustained me and made my life fuller. my practice is in the love i feel for the sweet, endless nectar of existence itself. it outweighs all the hate that has ever been felt. ancient, boundless radioactivity shaped life in its image. sound too, it was our ever first pop(ped) star on the radio. our solar system is a descendant of the waves, glorious and gleaming in its divine heritage. everything that has ever been created was already here. everything that has ever been felt was shared. if we must create endless cycles, we can make them of joy, peace and love. eternal return.