Thank you for your deep sharing, giving perspective and validation to my own thoughts/feelings/knowings of being and wanting/needing to be on the edges, able to see the top-side for what it is AND learning to accept deeper realities x
Wow, thank you so much for these words Audrey. These are dragon fingers, they come and touch and scratch the rickety walls of overculture. I could feel the walls shaking in me. It was good.
"just the girl wandering through, sitting at the edges, Listening. watching." Thank you for reminding me that it can be my place. That it is not a problem. Or a failing. I remember your story of "No Song", it has rested in me since the first time you told it on Sharon's forum. Living at the edges in a world that keep saying that we must fight to occupy the center... it is not easy to assume. But
I can no longer support this center where everyone wants to plant their flag, it is a too busy place for me, to noisy. I can't breathe there. I can't grow back my hands in the center. I can't call back my dragon tail in the center... it is from the hedges that we can re-member and shake the walls of the overculture.
"They don’t have to re-member me, i am doing that for Myself. Her, and Me." 🙏🙏🙏
"Well guess fucking what, overculture? I Do Not Consent. i do not consent to being disabled by a harmful system i don’t believe in. i reject your fallacy of Normalcy. i reject your fallacy of us being the “minority” to the “fully-functioning majority.” i reject your definitions of “what is real” and “what is not.”
Yes, yes, yes, your "I do not consent" is my manifesto ❤
Thank you for your deep sharing, giving perspective and validation to my own thoughts/feelings/knowings of being and wanting/needing to be on the edges, able to see the top-side for what it is AND learning to accept deeper realities x
Wow, thank you so much for these words Audrey. These are dragon fingers, they come and touch and scratch the rickety walls of overculture. I could feel the walls shaking in me. It was good.
"just the girl wandering through, sitting at the edges, Listening. watching." Thank you for reminding me that it can be my place. That it is not a problem. Or a failing. I remember your story of "No Song", it has rested in me since the first time you told it on Sharon's forum. Living at the edges in a world that keep saying that we must fight to occupy the center... it is not easy to assume. But
I can no longer support this center where everyone wants to plant their flag, it is a too busy place for me, to noisy. I can't breathe there. I can't grow back my hands in the center. I can't call back my dragon tail in the center... it is from the hedges that we can re-member and shake the walls of the overculture.
"They don’t have to re-member me, i am doing that for Myself. Her, and Me." 🙏🙏🙏
"Well guess fucking what, overculture? I Do Not Consent. i do not consent to being disabled by a harmful system i don’t believe in. i reject your fallacy of Normalcy. i reject your fallacy of us being the “minority” to the “fully-functioning majority.” i reject your definitions of “what is real” and “what is not.”
Yes, yes, yes, your "I do not consent" is my manifesto ❤
Thank you my beautiful dragon friend 🐉
Audrey, this is a phan-(tom)-tastic post.
There is too much to say in response so I will keep silent.
However, I’m reminded of one quote and so will share it here:
“The purpose of life
is to be defeated
by larger and larger
truths.”
Fredric Matteson