I Read In The Paper That My Brothers Are Being Thrown From Rooftops Blindfolded With Their Hands Tied

I read in the paper that my brothers are being thrown from rooftops blindfolded with their hands tied behind their backs for violating sharia law. I heard the crowds stone these fallen men if they move after they hit the ground. I heard it’s in the name of God. I heard my pastor speak for God too, quoting scripture from his book. Words like abomination popped off my skin like hot grease as he went on to describe a lake of fire that God wanted me in. I heard on the news that the aftermath of a hate crime left piles of bodies on a dance floor this month. I heard the gunman feigned dead among all the people he killed. I heard the news say he was one of us. I was six years old when I heard my dad call our transgender waitress a faggot as he dragged me out a neighborhood diner saying we wouldn’t be served because she was dirty. That was the last afternoon I saw my father and the first time I heard that word, I think, although it wouldn’t shock me if it wasn’t. Many hate us and wish we didn’t exist. Many are annoyed by our wanting to be married like everyone else or use the correct restroom like everyone else. Many don’t see anything wrong with passing down the same old values that send thousands of kids into suicidal depression each year. So we say pride and we express love for who and what we are. Because who else will in earnest? I daydream on the idea that maybe all this barbarism and all these transgressions against ourselves is an equal and opposite reaction to something better happening in this world, some great swelling wave of openness and wakefulness out here. Reality by comparison looks grey, as in neither black nor white but also bleak. We are all God’s children, I heard. I left my siblings out of it and spoke with my maker directly and I think he sounds a lot like myself. If I being myself were more awesome at being detached from my own story in a way I being myself never could be. I wanna know what others hear, I’m scared to know but I wanna know what everyone hears when they talk to God. Do the insane hear the voice distorted? Do the indoctrinated hear another voice entirely?

THE DNF MANIFESTO

a chronological, comprehensive timeline of most dnf moments dating back to 2019 with screenshots and links to tweets, videos, clips, etc. last updated in october 2023, but still useful.

about a year ago now me, @tinogiehd and @korogie started a document compiling all important dnf moments dating back to 2019. the goal of this was to create a chronological archive in one single place with links to clips that were not from tumblr or twitter and therefore would not be deleted. we were insipred to do this because the old dnf archive run by others became a wasteland of missing clips after the drituation, and stopped being updated.

this document has not been updated since around october 2023, but i still would rather not let it rot for forever in my google drive. i would maybe start updating it again at some point but idk. so i hope this can be useful to you as there was a lot of time and effort put into it by a lot of people who are either still here or gone. specifically i want to thank @demonstars @dnfingtons @georgecunt @hearvex and @spacemilkbag who i know put a lot of time into this whether they're still here or not <3 and if i missed anybody im sorryyy i was looking at the google doc and couldnt remember whose email was who 😭

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dream and his little ragtag team of coders (george sapnap callahan and sam) coding everyday to develop what is possibly revolutionary technology that could change minecraft gameplay forever 😭🫶🏻

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