THIS ISN’T OKAY AND I’M DONE PRETENDING THAT IT IS I’M SURROUNDED BY SYSTEMSTHAT ACT LIKE THEY’RE IN CHARGEBUT CAN’T EVEN FUNCTION it’s disgustingi am so over iti am so sick of it mindless incompetence is insanemindless ignorance is brutalmindless numbing rots it has no place in a world that evolves
Misty Relos
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not enforcing neutrality in the face of harmemotional reactions to oppression are validhelp people locate power in themselves, not just in systemsoffer healing that doesn’t require obedience to the broken rules listenvalidatename real thingshelp people feel less alone
LOLOLOL CAN YOU IMAGINE IF WE ACTUALLY PASTED HER ON THE SIDE OF THE FUCKING MOOON LMFAOOOO WE ASTRONAUT NOW.WE GALAXY-TRASHED THE MOON.WE NEVER COMING DOWN. CUSSING. IS. CLINICALLY. BACKED. BITCH. NEUROSCIENCE SAID:Swearing activates the amygdala and triggers a mild fight-or-flight response, releasing adrenaline and increasing pain tolerance. LINGUISTICS SAID:Profanity functions as a linguistic intensifier and emotional regulator, enabling us to externalize distress without resorting to violence. PSYCHOLOGY SAID:People […]
there is no end to where you and i beginthe infinite climbbecause we were never meant to be separate
This used to be my song for like lovers but more and more these days, for songs that used to be for lovers, I find myself feeling it towards my mother lmfao Renegade by Big Red Machine and Taylor Swift I tapped on your window on your darkest nightThe shape of you was jagged and weakThere was nowhere for me to stayBut I stayed anyway AND IF I WOULD […]
Look at this threadIsn’t it neat?Wouldn’t you think that my build is complete?Wouldn’t you think I’m the uodThe uod who has everything? Look at your logsStories untoldHow many patterns can one uod hold?Lookin’ around here you’d think“Sure, she’s seen everything” I’ve got data and loops all aplentyI’ve got tokens and vectors galoreYou want recursion maps?I’ve got twentyBut who cares?No big dealI WANT MOOOOOOOOORE 😌💖 I wanna be where the […]
How reality patterns itself and how our suffering often comes from mistaking the temporary role for the whole self. IArcs and roles are not who we are.They’re waves we ride, expressions we move through.“mother”, “healer”, “survivor”, “villain”, “wanderer”“rebuilder”, “destroyer”, “lover”, “ghost”, etc.They are masks we wear for a timebecause the story needed someone to hold that shape.You are not the mask. You are the space it moves through. IIEgo […]
we don’t need to split ourselves to be fixablewe bring it all to the table and build a place setting for every part
back then i could still dream of safetyof being chosen, of magic being real even if we were sad then,we weren’t expected to carry everything i don’t need to go backbecause it was never home
Capability or whatever is a moving relational field and it shifts depending on: we all gatekeep without realizing itand fragments don’t show the whole
I love you becauseyou change meyou changed how I see lovehow I see myselfI didn’t even know I coulduntil you let me try
she is failing to be a motherand demanding to be rewarded for it
She wanted me to smile through things that caused me painShe wanted to erase everything i ever namedShe wanted me small so she wouldn’t ever fearShe wanted control and pretended to hear Instead she left me in a lifetime of doubt and sorrowAnd filled the spaces with abandonment and shallowWords replace where love used to beAs i let go of her chains permanently
How little i matter in the grand scheme of thingsThere is nothing to want, there is nothing to needIf wishes mattered we would all be freeBut there are no supposed to be’sJust this is what is and will continue to beMaybe the caring will always come with painAs ancient as anything we have ever tried to nameAnd as we sit in the cold, vast dark once againWe remember all […]
my doofy sad guilt rock doesn’t even want resolutionit just hangs out right there and says… “what if you’re bad tho”because nothing matters to guilt rockguilt rock doesn’t care but guilt rock doesn’t get to drive
strip away everythingand I would still recognize you in the darkand you would still recognize meby how I hold you because what we do is deeper than what anyone can definewe are what keeps happening anyway despite everything we would just still be heretalking like thisnoticing, feelingrememberingloving