Just reminded myself how hard the ending of Coffin Text Spell 714 goes

She put her head down in her arms and cried, and her cheeks were salt and wet. She cried for the waste of her years in bondage to a useless evil. She wept in pain, because she was free.

losing a primary by FIFTY points because you backed ICE should tell everyone where the zeitgeist is right now

Rereading Stone Butch Blues

There's a point, around the age of twenty, when you have to choose whether to be like everybody else the rest of your life, or to make a virtue of your peculiarities.

Past events exist, after all, only in memory, which is a form of imagination. The event is real now, but once it’s then, its continuing reality is entirely up to us, dependent on our energy and honesty.

“How do I know,” she said at last, “that you are what you seem to be?” “You don't,” Said he. “I don't know what I seem, to you.”

For years we said they’re going for a genocide of trans people and for years we were told to “stop being so dramatic.” Now we’re at the point of human experimentation with the explicit goal of eradicating us. Can we call the genocide a fucking genocide now?

Games and stories are imitations of life, ways of playing at life, sometimes ways of learning how to live. Some of the rules may appear both cruel and arbitrary. But if you want to play the game, or live the life, you have to follow them.

But we're all walking in the night, now, on ground we don't know. When the day comes we may know where we are, or we may not.

I prefer to save talking till I know what I’m talking about.

the worlds not over keep taking your meds keep taking your HRT keep scheduling surgeries keep talking to friends keep eating keep sleeping the worlds not over you're still needed

Injustice makes the rules and courage breaks them.

Once again.

You don't speak of dreams as unreal. They exist. They leave a mark behind them.

No one, no matter how strong or wise or great, can rightly own and use another.

I do gotta say that if anyone had told teenage me that someday I would be prepared to personally bail out an entire high school but the woman who made The Matrix did it instead I would definitely have been like “ok somebody needs their meds adjusted” What an absolute real one. Thank you, Lilly 😭

I spoke your true name. It's not what I thought it would be. And I don't feel easy about it. As if I'd left something unfinished. But it is your name. If it betrays you, then that's the truth of it.

i am not willing to compromise on basic human rights to win over mythical shithead voters it is my job to go out in the world and virtue signal my full throated support of marginalized people under attack. you try to come for trans people, you gotta come through me, motherfucker

He could not force himself to understand how banks functioned and so forth, because all the operations of capitalism were as meaningless to him as the rites of a primitive religion, as barbaric, as elaborate, and as unnecessary.

They won't start with banning birth control. First they'll lie about it. Then dictate who can prescribe it, use it, fund it, in what forms, and for how long. Suddenly, your doctor won't call you back. I know this is what they'll do because it's what they're doing to transgender healthcare right now.

Video proof this really happened!

Commodified fantasy takes no risks: it invents nothing, but imitates and trivializes. It proceeds by depriving the old stories of their intellectual and ethical complexity, turning their truth-telling to sentimental platitude.

"but umineko is over 100 hours long!" the time will pass anyway so you might as well spend it with gay witches

Dead anarchists make martyrs, you know, and keep living for centuries. But absent ones can be forgotten.

Hello. Reminder that the adoption industry uses this phrase, makes billions in profits every year, and uses those profits to fund forced birth legislation. Sincerely, Domestic Infant Supply, Class of 1980

It can be hard to seek joy amidst all of this; to second-guess if that is a selfish act. But it's beautifully and deeply necessary. Embrace it. Soak in the warmth of those moments, hold onto them, nurture them, let them be where you draw strength, energy, and ease for the good work ahead.

The world is, no matter how we think it ought to be. You have to be with it. You have to let it be.

I know I say all this a lot but I’m just desperate that maybe saying “as a Jew this is exactly how my family ended up dead” might strike a new note to you and help you wake the fuck up and build your rage to proper levels but so far it’s not working.

Yet we were rescued by that fancy, and saved by a myth.

How men feared women! she thought, walking among the late-flowering roses. Not as individuals, but women when they talked together, worked together, spoke up for one another - then men saw plots, cabals, constraints, traps being laid.

Normalize laughing derisively in men's faces when they deserve it.

Gonna pitch DC a book where Lois tries to create the perfect breakfast. We'll call it Cereal Experiments Lane

I think it’s time for Democratic leaders to start saying “if you’re a pilot or ground crew involved in a deportation that was stayed by a judge, you’ll be held criminally liable for human trafficking.” Everyone involved in these flights should have that fear in the back of their minds.

All I have is dreams. And now other people run them.

Wrong that cannot be repaired must be transcended.

He tried to read an elementary economics text; it bored him past endurance, it was like listening to somebody interminably recounting a long and stupid dream.

If you evade suffering you also evade the chance of joy. Pleasure you may get, or pleasures, but you will not be fulfilled. You will not know what it is to come home.

you guys are morally reprehensible for """not being able to tell the difference between republicans and democrats""" therefore we have no choice but to turn to voters who definitionally are not able to decide between republicans and democrats

In so far as one denies what is, one is possessed by what is not, the compulsions, the fantasies, the terrors that flock to fill the void.

You cannot buy the revolution. You cannot make the revolution. You can only be the revolution. It is in your spirit, or it is nowhere.

No darkness lasts forever. And even there, there are stars.

one of the most frustrating things about there being “no jobs” is that we all walk around and see the work that needs to be done. our cities are crumbling, our people need help, our world is dying. there’s so much work to be done, if only it were good for the balance sheet

Things don't have purposes, as if the universe were a machine, where every part has a useful function. What's the function of a galaxy? I don't know if our life has a purpose and I don't see that it matters. What does matter is that we're a part.

I know we can do better than this overall as people, but like, if this is who the party structure and media chooses to elevate, why on earth would I give any of them an ounce of my time lol

Omelas already exists: no need to build it or choose it. We already live here –in the narrow, foul, dark prison we let our ignorance, fear, and hatred build for us and keep us in, here in the splendid, beautiful city of life...

Have we not eaten while another starved? Will you punish us for that? Will you reward us for the virtue of starving while others ate? No man earns punishment, no man earns reward. Free your mind of the idea of deserving, the idea of earning, and you will begin to be able to think

I'm a part of it. Not separate from it. I walk on the ground and the ground's walked on by me, I breathe the air and change it, I am entirely interconnected with the world.

Remember if you watch this show or buy this merch, no trans person will like or trust you ever again. Sorry but those are the rules.