Starkinvs - Starkid

If you're willing to share, I'm very curious to know how nonhumanity has been for you. Though I doubt im the only one that feels the way i do, i havent seen people speak of it really. It has been a very difficult process finding out what exactly i am, and i am still not fully sure on most of it. I know im a shapeshifter, but sometimes i just am an animal. How fluid my nonhumanity is doesn't help in figuring it out, truth be told. I have been a crow, a snow leopard, a cat, a dog, an angel, a ghost..... I have been those but im not sure if i still am, or if it even matters. Im not a crow anymore but it was very important to me when i was, and the same goes for being a ghost and an angel; though being an angel still applies at times. I dont think this is very coherent, but i guess it just shows how puzzling it has been.

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Hello! Thanks for the great question, I really didn’t see that the community was actively discussing this, so it’s really worth talking about. It sounds like you really care and you don’t stop thinking about it.

I will share my experience and may even advise something, but each experience is unique and we should seek our own answers to difficult questions.

I always paid attention to what seemed familiar and right. Not just some things that seem right for a few moments, but a constant feeling of repetition. For example, as I remember myself I always was drawn to the stars, I talked with them, shared some secrets and stories and just slept under the starry sky and felt very calm and "right". This is just one example, but it’s the most vivid in my memories. If you’re not sure about who you are now, remember everything you did when you were absolutely certain that you were a snow leopard or a ghost, for example. Does it feel the same now? Does it feel "right" now?

I suggest just sit in some quiet and special place and focus on your feelings. Ask yourself questions. Also do not forget about the kins, which are not too common. For example, you can be a mythical being that combines several animal traits in one!

At the end I want to say that changing your opinion and learning yourself is normal. It’s okay to doubt, to ask questions and not be completely sure of anything is also okay. Let’s normalize this in our community and help each other. I encourage all readers to share their experiences in comments.

May the stars guide you. 💫

Sometimes I look up at the stars and wonder when they're going to take me back.

me, meeting nice human beings: actually, they aren't so bad. 

me, meeting rude assholes: in the eyes of the universe, you are nothing but cosmic dust.

pffffff

Can I ask for a black catkin moodbourd please?

Hello! How have you been doing?

depression hit me hard, but now i feel a little better, what about you?

Hey, i’ve got a question. Starkins, how do you express yourselves? What feels most natural or comfortable to you? Is it connected to your identity in any way?

decided to share things that cause me species euphoria:

— yellow lenses with snake pupils.

— black gloves and shiny chains.

— lavishly embellishing myself with glitter and sparkles, and accentuating my eyes with antimony.

— being in ancient sites such as temples, ruins, castles, and pyramids. I can feel their age and the vast history they hold. I can share in their memories, having witnessed the construction of some.

— listening to the stories, secrets, desires, and dreams of others.

— observing from the sidelines, without directly participating in the events.

— head jewelry, like crowns and chains (I miss my crown), as well as long black transparent skirts.

In our timeline we were both stars as in balls of heat but also stars as in star people... We had our own language, culture, traditions... Right now we are trying to recreate our old language in this world. However it gets hard as human brains cannot exactly comprehend it... As much as I love exploring this world and I definitely don't hate it, I miss our old abilities that weren't bounded by this human body.

At times, I find myself missing the simplicity of the perfect star society, even though I have an appreciation for this world. It seems that people have a tendency to make things more complex, despite the brevity of life and the fragility of the human body, which saddens me.

Every now and then, I try to recall the sounds of the language from that time, but it seems like the human brain is just not able to comprehend something like that. The sight of other stars brings me happiness. I am curious about your traditions, understanding that they can vary based on different factors, and I am keen to learn more. Could it be possible that we had a connection in the past?

Hello Wolf!

we would like to request a moodboard if you’d be so kind as to make us one

we would like coyote, gray cat and falcon as the theriotypes with a forest and dark brown and cream theme.

thank you and we deeply appreciate you, take as much time as you might need

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A comforting thought

Five thousand years ago, the Sumerians called the night ngi, the stars mul, and the moon Nanna.

Four thousand years ago, the Akkadians called the night mūšu, the stars kakkabū, and the moon Sîn.

Three thousand years ago, the Hittites called the night išpanza, the stars haštereš, and the moon Arma.

Two and a half thousand years ago, the Greeks called the night nux, the stars astra, and the moon Selênê.

Two thousand years ago, the Romans called the night nox, the stars stellae, and the moon Luna.

Kings and queens and heroes looked up at them. So did travelers coming home, and little children who sneaked out of bed. So did slaves, and mothers and soldiers and old shepherds, and Sappho and Muršili and Enheduanna and Socrates and Hatshepsut and Cyrus and Cicero. In this darkness it didn’t matter who they were, or where they stood. Only that they were human.

Think of that tonight, when you close your window. You are not alone. You share this night sky with centuries of dreamers and stargazers, and people who longed for quiet. Are you anxious? The Hittites were too: they called it pittuliyaš. Does your heart ache? The Greeks felt it too: they called it akhos. Those who look up to the stars for comfort are a family, and you belong to them. Your ancestors have stood under Nanna, Sîn, Arma, Selênê and Luna for five thousand years. Now its light is yours.

May it soothe you well.