#concept kin

I think people forget that they can be a kin of anything including a concept... I recently started useing the lable agedreaming/agere concept kin. I quite literally identify as the embodiment of age dreaming/ age regression . This is because im autistic and my special intrest is age dreaming/agere, so because of that it consumes alot of my life,thoughts,and core identity.I often feel age dreaming/agere is just who I am especially as a permakid. I want people to think of little space and think of me when they do. Anyways shout out to all my concept kins!

flag id: a flag with 5 stripes, which are dark red, red, pale blue, medium brown, and dark brown. in the center of the flag is a pale blue circle with the conceptkin symbol, a dark silver spirograph-type symbol with 6 looped points, within it. end id.

banner id: a 1500x150 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting’ in large white text in the center. end id.

gore conceptkin flag for anon!

colors represent gore except for the middle stripe, which is from the conceptkin flag. here's the conceptkin symbol!

if one wants a single-word term for this, i'd go with goreceptkin!

So, I'm very new to this. I just know I feel like a ghost, have for a very long time, and this is most likely entirely psychological in origin due to alienation I've experienced from being a neurodivergent person. Problem is, even though I heavily relate to ghosthood(?) and genuinely kinda feel like it's a part of me, I'm just not a spiritual person. Never really have been. How could I possibly be a ghost alterhuman when I question their existence in the first place?? Is it possible to identify with the concept of ghosts? Their symbolic meaning in my life, I guess?

I think I frequently forget to talk about it because it doesn't feel like an "identity" in the same way that therianthropy does. It's more like a collection of experiences and feelings. I wouldn't say that I strictly am death, but rather that death and decay run through me and speak to me. I don't quite know how to word it.

Ever since I was a kid, I've been obsessed with death and decay, but not really in a morbid or depressing way. I've always felt a kind of intimacy and one-ness with it. I would always try to seek out decay and surround myself with reminders of it. Bones, scraps of fur, moss, mushrooms, lichens, detrivores, and scavengers. The cycle, metamorphizing the dead form of one, into the new life of others, feels so important and comforting to me.

I sometimes feel like I am almost able to "speak" with decay, not in the classic talking to the dead kind of way, I don't believe in that sort of ghost. Instead, I feel like I share emotions and echoes of images with the rotting things of the world.

Occasionally, this mixes with my lycanthropic identity, having shifts of myself rotting as a werewolf or being covered in shaggy lichens and algae. More often, it feels like I am just a werewolf that is deeply tied into death and the transformative nature of decay in a pagan sense.

I would classify the way it feels as very slow, solemn, yet intimate, and comfortable.