Being a mistress, being country and being the walking heaven. We stand for inclusivity and empowerment. We reclaim the countryside and own our nympho pride

We fight against bullying, we pray for the woods and dance through the fields because the barn is our club, the shed is our shelter, the shack is our chapel and the forest is our brothel

several people have asked me so I'm writing a small text here

have you ever felt that the countryside is where you belong?

that the trees and the woods make your heart beat harder, that the sun kissed grass and the mellow meadows make your blood rush faster?

but have you also experienced that these are the places where you underwent hate, where you were excluded, where you were denied your right to be?

do you know that distinct feeling, that special kind of place, you crave so much but fear the same way? that peculiar place you need, although it makes your life much tougher?

i am writing this text in a hurry because the night is calling, and the river needs my tongue to sleep, but think about it. When the countryside is part of our identity, why should we suffer for who we are?

If we are country, why do we have to adapt to survive? If we are country, we can be anything. We don't need to live a life of restrictions. that is not what nature has intended for us, and we are nothing but nature's touch. just the way we are and not any other way

it doesn't matter if you are a nympho, if you are a banshee or if you a wild willow woman. Even a mountain mushroom man. we are not alone and we all are connected by roots. all the lonely souls, all the queer farmers out there, all the dew pearl princesses

lets embrace what makes us special. we are blessed by the woods. not to hide but to shine. Respect and be, because we are born free

if the forest, the fields and the river and creeks are your identity, that's something nobody can deny. Countryside is more than meets the eye and we all have moonchild hearts and we are tough like tree trunks thousand times

also, as a cult leader, can you offer me some advice? i am procrastinating moving apartments as i watch the move-out date draw closer and closer. do you have any words of motivation or guidance for me?

We are from the same tribe my dear. We all are hewn by the moon. Don’t deny your divinity, move on and define your divinity

And for the rest, I may be an eternal mistress but even I had to pay double rent for two apartments at the same time once when the leaves were still moist. Don’t put yourself in the same dilemma. Make the landlord your sub. Do not feed him your rent no more longer than needed. Move on and release him from his power over you because you are divine and you got the power so the landlord may be your sub

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