Recently my grandmother found out I’m queer. Her response was to tell me that she disapproves of me living with my “friend” (i.e. my girlfriend) and that I should give up my vile queer ways and become a Christian (Lol). She even sent me a bible. Here are its remains, which I made into black-out poetry.
Poem 1: Bisexual (from Leviticus 19:9)— “Have sexual relations with her. Have sexual relations with him. Have sexual relations with both a woman and a man. Have sexual relations with yourself. Vomit on everyone who does not respect you.”
Poem 2: Fisting (from Judges 8:5)— “water/ lap the water/ drink/go down to drink/your hands/go down/I give into your hands/go down/encouraged/down/on the seashore/the whole hand/your hand/inside/I get to the edge/and shout/grasping/crying out/Beth/Beth/Beth/Beth/Beth/God/I came”
Poem 3: A Letter to the Exiles (from Jeremiah 28:13) — “Ze said: ‘Do not let lies name you, nor harm your heart. Gather. Raise the sword against them. They scorn and reproach, for they have not listened— again and again have not listened.’ “
Poem 4: Child (from Ezekiel 16:22) — “Your father and your mother rubbed salt in. No one looked on you with pity or had compassion enough for you, for on the day you were born you were despised. Live! Grow. I looked at you and saw you were enough.”
Poem 5: Father (from Ezekiel 16:22) — “You never adored us. You became very angry. You took some out on us. Your sons and daughters were not enough? You slaughtered— in all your detestable practices— our youth.”
Poem 6: Misandry (from Acts 27:41) — “Dangerous men should be broken.”
Fucking beautiful.
this is how you nip internalized self hatred right in the bud as a parent.
(Source: alwaysbewoke)
As I am sure any cat owner will be able to tell you, someone else putting you in a box is entirely different from getting into a box yourself.
This is the most brilliant, concise, cute, and disarming response to the “but laaaaaaaabels are baaaaaaad” argument that gets used against people trying to self-identify as something as a way of making sure their boundaries are understood and respected.
Self care according to the senses:
Scent. Burn scented candles or incense. Pick some fresh flowers or herbs for your home (basil = heaven). Fry onions or garlic if it’s your thing (it’s definitely mine). If you can afford to, buy some essential oils that make you feel relaxed….
With my student Emma at the spinning@ circus jam in Brick Lane. :) <3 #spinning@ #bricklane #circus #flowarts #hooping #hoopdance #hoopteacher #jenniebrennenhoops
*international news coverage.* THIS IS AN ATTACK ON FREE SPEECH *international outrage by white people*
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Wow I did not know this
People always give me weird looks when I say I envy someone or something, its kind of funny. .
(Source: sandandglass)
To the French Muslim community: you guys stay safe
To the French non-Muslim community: help Muslims be safe.
To my Muslim co-citizens, if you don’t feel safe to travel on your own in the bus/subway/whatever, check the hashtag #VoyageAvecMoi on twitter. I hope it’ll help you. Take care.
To my non Muslim co-citizens: if you’re interested and have the opportunity to help, feel free to participate! Let’s be united, let’s everyone be safe!