swamp ophelia

my opinion on gender is “no thank you” but i identify as a woman as a political category so you can use she/her pronouns.

social media is the devil. i hang out on dreamwidth as lirazel if you want to relive the livejournal days.

all my ao3 fic is locked to keep it safe from big tech scrapers and snooping journalists who need to leave fandom alone. if you are just a fan and want an invite, hit me up: i have a ton!

but i feel insane because of it. as i walk through the world i just want to grab people by the shoulders, shake them hard as i stare into their eyes, and demand, "what are you??? do you know??? what is a human??? what does it mean to live a good life??? do you care??? why are you sacrificing your mind and your soul to make the obscenely wealthy even wealthier just because of hype and convenience??? why are you stuck in this joyless quest for joy that you never end up finding??? doesn't it piss you off that the powerful are telling you to let them do the thinking??? doesn't it piss you off that they think they can take the sum of human knowledge, strip it of its wisdom and context, and then sell it back to you in its most banal, biased, and conventional form??? doesn't it piss you off that you are being treated merely as a consumer and not a beautiful rational emotional messy animal with an infinite soul???"