Actions, aspirations, aftermath, anxieties.

Had a dream about pity. Truths not changed by someone else's willingness to be kind. A deep seaslug worry. It is okay... Some things are like that. A personal exception to the rule is an escape. Sue thinks that is also maybe a truth. It is hard to say.

Sues patterns are naturally challenging... And needy. They grasp errors and have wants spoken plainly. Emotions work, not petitions. Sue cannot help but tip the scales or politely mask. Errors mean demand, threat, disappointment, reluctance, patronage, paternalism (YUCK), etc. Always damned.

I think the big reckoning of furry in the late 2020s and early 2030s is going to be understanding we left fandom a long time ago and became a popular alternative subculture. Furry "fashion" is going to be appropriated the same way punk and goth fashion historically has been. (1/2)

Giving is not limited. If we are all in this together we must all be in this together. I share my s/kills quite freely and even still I know I could do more, and this must mean that we ALL learn to lift the carrion we have off the dirt and into the fire.

"We have the mandate of heaven sweetie." I FUCKIN WISH but shes so real for this. I love the mandate of heaven.

I can't focus on it!!! Aaaaa

Whew... Sweat on the skin feels good after. Steamy evaporator.

Alright, that dog can spit out some good cuts with that tongue. I think more highly of her for her awareness.

Give me food 🐟

Sue found the right words for themselves to align answer-rebuttal very well, right against the notches. But to what does a territorial other-bird care? We exist and that wasn't enough, we had to Never Ask More Than Is Told, and not be observed nor permitted [nor trusted!] to learn by question.

Kittiwakes are frantically nest building on the Isle of May like this individual which is taping down the vegetation to make it stronger

Thank you for tending to us... thank you so much. So kind to be walked-along and touched with your attention and care. You make us feel excited and happy to be able to be excited!!

Fishhhh 🐟🐟🐟 #oc #furryart

If you are very clever, you will have noticed that this last conclusion wasn't true, and wondered why I would lie on purpose. 💚

please appreciate this video of an itty bitty pinky springtail

Button Wormbo [ #art #oc #watercolor ]

No trepidation to me voicing myself but at a crude stylus drawing because people will judge it and me on assumption. Because we didn't pull out our drawing tablet or trace the angles in a pretty chart. Yes, this is bird anxieties. The threat that if not done right they will scorn us. There, there.

Hello nice to meet you welcome to my new blog I am Scrawl. Impulsive ADHD, automatic thought, creativity and spark, sense of injustice or justness, laughter, passion and boldness. I feel it all, the clear facet with which to see behind our guarded walls and clouded murk. Cooperator and walk-along.

Oh for there to be more kindness and less suffering in the world... My heart aches. I'm no mother, I'm just some random defender. I don't have what it takes to save the world alone. We want to be kind with Sue, despite our snark. We believe them with our heart too. Kindness matters...

One strum on the string of discord and oh, how quiet it gets. Not a word spoken.

Oh? That's how you think of me? It's all in your head. You're making it up.

I do love you, and you do so much for me. You're the peace and contentment when I don't speak our cacophony or architecture of thoughts. When connections can be small. Looking less or even closing our eyes. The silence and wordlessness also is me. This all is background music. You are happiness. 💚

To be honest, I'm not a good teacher. I'm better at running.

Oh we stroke our hands over the console of our own making and it's mere wisdom-tuned machinations. We are not discovering netflix together. Wisdom does exist, I have seen it. Augh what an impact we could make! Maybe save a few hundred with an instruction manual.

Wake up, feet...

Chasing our tail. The worst feeling. Communicating wasn't bad but being scared to sucks! Nice that she helped us through, but how can we make it better? She's doing okay. Maybe we're difficult[// to understand.] I think we do understand? I guess we're chasing at the edge of vision. Chasing our tail.

Today was rough. Everyone struggled. Missed a loving touch. Slipped on a familiar task. Slept badly and fought insomnia. Felt my health poorly. Eughh.

I'm not about to take advice from someone who can't switch seats and feels betrayed by the absence of symmetry my heart didn't mirror for her. She even admired/s her idea of me without getting to know me at all, hoped to link me in her chain of mistakes made for the wrong reasons. Ha! Use this ?

Sue you're too modest. We absolutely are gods gift to sex and furries.

Maybe I'm not welcome in the henhouse. No, that's actually so true, Scrawl! We will always live a life of suspicion, because we do not make ourselves the shape of a rooster or hen! Yes the frustration makes sense! Every first eye is wary, our form doesn't fit any function. We can only be deceitful.

It's okay to be late. The clock doesn't run out. There's still tomorrow. 💚

Being called pretty felt really good... She was brave to feel and speak it. I can be thought of that way fondly!! Two creatures think of me that way. It's nice...

Holding her like a fish I caught!!!

It's been so long and she'll finally be home!!!! Was going crazy without that regularity.

These are tough times, Sue is right. We also ache, Sue too is right. My trajectory bends. So I pace, stuck walking in spirals. I cannot swallow my spit when I am thirsty. I probably never could. Because of who I am to me. I am connections. I am heart and joy. Red ribbon, and knots, and a spool. 🎀

How long must this drought go on. The soil is so hard I till it with my hands til they're sore. I don't think there's any space to be had alongside those freaks. Those who cannot grasp. They just don't believe. How could they understand me. There's no lament. Only kin could understand.

Eheheh, the bird finds we make a bit of a scattered mess when we bring our inspiration to the planning. It's so fun to run! And useful! But we had to let them simplify while we lay by the path all out of breath. 💚🦎

Four pizzas in one day means everyone gets a slice, and we can help the bird rest well 💚

here's a horse

Maybe just two more... Then I can be done shuffling.

In the dark with the stream on (no audio). My cave!

In retrospect, wow those animals really did all circle around the same water hole while several of them actively defecated in it, and then tried to gaslight me into being sympathetic to the ones making it unsanitary. Boundaries crossed, liars rewarded, repeat abusers pardoned. Unsanitary!!

I like ichthyosaurs, they are like if a lizard was also a tuna

Bird successfully resisted the urge to stress eat tonight so you have to be nice to them.

Still, a little solace. A little. That is okay. It *is* better than none.

The contradictions needn't read into it, or feel despair. They don't disprove the rule that isn't about them. They are one fish each in the ocean I am despondently longing to exist one day. Are we some other fisher's fish? I suppose. That would make sense. I don't take much solace in that though.

The S line (the S stands for salmon) #art

Bird is so tired of being correct for others! I want others to be correct for ME! Who else has done the work to find the correct answer to What Must Be for me? No one! And yet everyone else sits there like a hungry command prompt _ blinking for me. I would sit blinking forever. I already have 40yrs.

You wouldn't vandalize a social media profile Would you 🌈💚