Gender is complicated as fuck. I know I have a gender, I can feel it as apart of me. But woman feels like sandpaper on my skin and man feels like a concept I can't begin to understand, let alone relate to. I can't describe it with feminine, masculine, or somewhere in-between because I truly don't believe masculine and feminine are real things. I like being called girl or boy because they feel endearing, but not a description of who I am. I haven't felt like a person for most of my life, the lines between myself and the world around me are blurry at best.
If I had to describe my gender, nail it down to one thing, I would say my gender is the fact that every element in our bodies came from a dying star. Stars are the reason we have life, the center of our solar systems. Stars are ancient things. Extraordinary things. And I am them, they are me. It is through them that I am apart of the world.
So who I am is Stargender and genderqueer. My whole being is inherently queer.
Barren ground caribou By: Leonard Lee Rue III From: Wild, Wild World of Animals: Wild Herds 1977
So I'm reading the girl from the other side rn and idk they just remind me of each other a lot
posted this on my instagram, but wanted to add it here, too
I absolutely adore the way you drew them here!!! They have that perfect awkward teenage look
Oh I love them so dearly I wish them all happiness I want to see them struck by lightning
The fact that you can’t raise taxes on billionaires even slightly without them pouring money into fascist political movements is, of itself, evidence that billionaires as a class shouldn’t be allowed to exist in the first place.
literally i am almost completely soulless i am incapable of being human i am incapable of being inhuman i am living uncontrollably it should be antidepression as a friend of mine suggested because it's not the sadness that hurts you its the brains reaction against it
Thinking about death being a part of the cycle of life. Not in the "all things must die" way but that death itself brings new life.
The whale fall feeds the ocean, feeding life from it's death. The old fallen tree provides habitat, food, and gets broken down and returned to the earth. An animal dies and the vultures clean its corpse, not just feeding themselves but reducing disease for those still alive.
Death is so integral to our life, there is not one without the other. We are all in this system, no matter how hard humanity tried to escape it.
Listen, if a Bad President can come in and take away our rights and we're dependent on a Good President replacing them in four years to give us back our rights, then we do not have any rights.
If politicians can take or distribute them, then they're not "inalienable" and they're not "rights."
We don't have inalienable rights we have conditional privileges, divvied out according to the whims of whoever currently holds the reins.
And if we want to have actual rights, then we must build a system in which no one has the power to take them away to begin with.
I like bugs and the incomprehensible nature of the universe: Genderqueer adult: studying environmental science (Xe/Xer/Xeirs /any)
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