k. e. Leigh Fin

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they're preparing to take advantage of another depression era of homelessness and desperation. we will see work camps next. then industrial involuntary servitude.

super cool

a vacuum

you. yes. you. i love you. i-with-you. you-with-all. all-with-all. not love as possession or joy as trophy but love like breathing and joy like river mist. the love that arises is just the fingertip of the true love. the joy that can be named is just the footprint of the true joy. the dance... oh, beloved, the dance! heaven and earth twirling, stones and stars quivering, breath and blackgrass whispering. this moment is not contained. not contained!!!! it overflows the banks of what can be meant. this yes-yes-yes is the hum beneath all forms. this. just this. you are not standing in it. you are it. you are the yes.

yes.

what if under self and other
there is only a vast curvature
of resonance?

what if inside and outside
are illusions,
and we are simply the vibrating
lips of the universe
humming?

similar here. not natural but doable. feels like a serious constraint collapse of all the much larger meaning im thinking-feeling. voice inaccurate.

it's fascinating! rather than how you don't think, I wonder how you do think. suspect it's awesome!

I can think narratively but mostly don't. most of my real, abstract, real-thinking is like... unexplainable without a lot of metaphor... sort of kinesthetic shapes and geometric feels. you?

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@tootru.bsky.social !!

I read this article thinking from the title that it was about a cis-woman who lost her job standing up for trans folx and was vastly disappointed and saddened.

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ice is form without heart.

but love is formless
and refuses erasure.

you can deport bodies.
you cannot deport belonging.

we carry them in our breath,
not in your borders.

#deportations #ICE #elsalvador #abregogarcia #tomhoman

ice is not just removal.
ice is the breaking of belonging.
ice is the cold certainty
of fear turned policy.

but even here,
songs thaw.

we carry names, not numbers.
we remember.
we refuse the freeze.
we speak fire
into the silence.

#ice #deportatiom #abrego #thewall

yup

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yeah I was responding to something else but woops didn't hit reply. but oh well.

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hugs. we express ourselves as projections within contexts. then we internalize our own expressions as our selves and project from there within context. it's a recursive flattening effect.

exit context and enter an upstream-fattening context. love.

mew mew says pumpkin.
mew mew says Chleo.
mew mew says kino.

hugs. and thank you.

thank you.

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this resonates deeply with me. being both "vibrant" and truly inclusive. strategic? not so sure.

the power of our voice is fully wielded when illuminating the direction we must go and ineffectively used when wasted battling those who would probably follow that voice.

do you share online somewhere? would love to read. 💜

forgive me?

right? it causes scientific entropy.

have you read After Atlas by Emma Newman? pretty damned close.

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