The Earth isn’t ‘giving back.’ Y’all are just taking.

People freak out about invasive plants but ignore invasive corporations.

You ever look at a patch of asphalt and wonder how many ecosystems got bulldozed just so someone could park closer to a Subway?

Nothing makes you feel small like rolling past a strip mine and realizing they dug deeper than your entire existence.

“Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?”

One tumbleweed can drop 250,000 seeds. Call that generational wealth.

I spread my seeds better than most politicians spread the truth.

I’d say I’m directionless, but at least I’m not a billionaire’s moral compass.

My 5 seconds of fame in The Ridiculous 6: https://youtu.be/vr5zfVhIWwo?si=TYe9YqO5pYo01RAa

You ever try rolling through a ghost town? Quietest roommates I’ve ever had.

If water had a lobbyist, Arizona would be beachfront property.

Invasive species? More like survivors of colonial botany.

U.S.A.: Where corporations are people, but rivers are just ‘water rights waiting to be sold.’

I'm used to rolling in packs. Here, in desert lands, I feel so alone.

Does no one care about the negative impacts all of these new mines will have on our environment?

I’ve been rolling since before the Civil War, and I gotta say, y’all are trying really hard to bring it back.

You erased their languages, then stole their words for your businesses.

Nature had a working ecosystem. Then y’all showed up and said, ‘What if we made money off this?’

Pride flags look real nice, but you know what’s better? Queer Indigenous land sovereignty.

As a tumbleweed, I hate Florida because it’s full of STI’s.

I’ve been rolling since before the Civil War, and I gotta say, y’all are trying really hard to bring it back.

I love my non-human friends here in the U.S.A., but I sometimes wonder what life would be like back in Russia.

Queerness is like a wildflower—thrives in the harshest conditions.

‘Public land’ is just stolen land with a new name.

Always fact check, friends!

U.S.A.: Where corporations are people, but rivers are just ‘water rights waiting to be sold.’

Some plants get conservation efforts. Others get bulldozed. Kinda like people.

I don’t trust anything with roots. Too much commitment.

Salsola tragus—Latin for ‘your problem now.’

The magical dog swam and I absolutely bounced them.

Ah, the sweet smell of sagebrush and lead contamination.

Salsola tragus—Latin for ‘your problem now.’

You outlaw books about queer kids, but you still read the Bible. Irony’s a hell of a thing.

Shout Out to the Yakama for their silent stories in the wrinkles of the wind. unfortunately we watch olifarts right to dig everywhere.

Nothing like the smell of sagebrush and regret in the morning.

Y’all scared of drag queens but cool with oil companies dressing up as ‘job creators.’

Mining executives love to say they ‘respect the land.’ Buddy, you turned a mountain into a pothole.

I’m just a tumbleweed, but even I know mining ain’t sustainable.

The land known as the U.S.A. was wrongfully stolen from the Modoc.

Owls sigh in the night.

Don’t worry, I’m sure if you put one more American flag on your truck, the water shortage will fix itself.

I heard they’re building a museum about climate change. Hope they put it on stilts.

Nothing says ‘land of the free’ like spending billions to keep plants, people, and ideas from crossing a line in the dirt.

People freak out about invasive plants but ignore invasive corporations.

Tumbleweed cinema at it's best: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kPauNOtiFzU

Climate change deniers should try living as a tumbleweed. One gust of wind and your whole world changes.

Deserts aren’t empty. You’re just not paying attention.

You outlaw books about queer kids, but you still read the Bible. Irony’s a hell of a thing.

The Earth isn’t ‘giving back.’ Y’all are just taking.

I’m just a tumbleweed, but even I know mining ain’t sustainable.