#lunarian

Hi, Cupid, for sure!!

gendermachine (link) — gender connected to [x] & machines &/or being a machine somehow connected to [x]

^femachine/femmachine hasn’t been coined yet, but that could work!

mechanogender (link) — “gender that identifies closest to a machine”

cabledafem (link) — gender like tangled cables connected to something/s. you don’t know what most are connected to, but you know femininity is one of them

femdigital (link) — gender related to virtual/digital themes & being fem, being virtual/digital fem, or being fem & loving virtual/digital themes

cyberufenan / fember (link) — combo of feminine & cyberine (cyber or tech related)

digifem (link) — gender that is or resembles something digital or electronic

robotgender (link) — gender that feels robotic, like it’s trying to copy another gender but not quite getting it

synthagender (link) — aligned with femininity in an android or robotic way, synthetic femininity

— Wil 🧨

what happened??

many things, mostly me, as i live in loving healing.

do not fear there's more on its way!

put your heart around me now

what does it mean

when you shout

i never learned to love that loud

they put me in a box

tied me tight with roots

of rope

they buried me in that lake

the one too cold to call me home

i'm finding where i left me

a moment and a dream

i find my hidden starlight

in the dead of night

the dead of night

the hollow

wilted

stream

but han didn't wake up, girl. she was in the middle of one of those kind of dreams. the dark horse, the one that visits hannah more often than she likes -- hells -- is any frequency of these things okay?

she was having that familiar one; the house, the kid, the lights out. fire, axes, everything falling down. and there she was at the center of it all. the protagonist, lacking a little heroine motivation, at the whim of the things that affront her. mind, body, spirit; heart!

the beating heart! like that poe guy wrote about. a constant, beating, sometimes bleeding heart. she couldn't tell whose it was but every time she woke up it was the one in her that was beating faster than a horse at the kentucky derby.

this moment was no exception, facing the jaws of a lion with teeth that matched the blades of those wirring axes! the lion let out a wild roar and lunged at her! she closed her eyes, threw up her hands and screamed

"stop!! somebody help!"

suddenly, something flew in and took out the lion. like, took it right out of sight and off to the side and she only saw a flash, a bright light, and

"h a n ! get up!"

the gentlethem, knight in shining armor was caressing her face in a swift motion and flicking a small light back and forth in careful motion, her body rocked slowly by the train and

"hun, can you hear me?"

"huh?"

"i said han, can you hear me?"

in the middle of everything she was softly shaken, heart still looking to escape from within, she went to sit up but found at best it was a slightly partial sit up quickly held back by the muscular one familiar with all this.

"hold it right there partner, no more headbutting me from the middle of the night." they put a hand to their own head and give a small rub, "i still feel the last five."

"huh?"

coal wasn't making any sense to hannah in this moment. she was still bewildered by how quickly and disoriented things were when the dreams that were there suddenly met the calm, pitch of the night.

if i chase away the stars

what's left of me?

what now?

i asked the fireflies to light the way

they did

they asked to burn inside me

i couldn't let them in

they gave me every reason

every chance to say "again."

"begin, just begin love"

just let the love light win

but it cost me now my body

it cost my voice

and then?

what's left of me if i can't sing

what's left of me if i can't say

"i ask for just one thing

don't burn me up again

don't blow smoke in my face

i'm choking love, i'm choking

i'm begging, let me breathe again!"

the fireflies i longed to see

the ones for a worldline dream

it all comes at a cost

can i let the love light in?

i said i'd give them anything

but the one thing they ask

its the only thing i have left now

what's left of me?

what then?