i feel like i should have started my heirloom tomato and chiltepin seeds on New Year’s Eve, but i haven’t even ordered or sorted seeds yet;
that I should’ve picked up a bottle of mineral facial sunscreen and given myself a pedicure yesterday;
that the swimsuits overwhelming retail spaces are not for spring breakers and resort goers but for anyone headed to North Avenue Beach in Chicago or Silver Beach in Michigan today;
and that i wish i didn’t know that the Thwaites Glacier is hanging on by fewer and weaker pinning points;
do you respect or even revere military service? i know many of you certainly do/
“25 years old Aaron Bushnell has succumbed to his injuries after self-immolation outside the gates of Israeli embassy in the settler colonial U.S. capital, Washington D.C. Bushnell live-streamed a Twitch video stating, “I will no longer be complicit in genocide. I’m about to engage in an extreme act of protest but, compared to what people have been experiencing in Palestine at the hands of their colonizers, it’s not extreme at all. This is what our ruling class has decided will be normal.” He then poured unidentifiable liquid upon himself and set himself on fire as he repeatedly screamed, “Free Palestine”!
In typical fashion, Western media and pro-genocide human filth have taken it upon themselves to condemn, ridicule, joke, ignore, and manipulate the action and character of Bushnell. Remarking with vile and inhumane disregard for his actions instead of examining and reflecting on what drove Bushnell to this extreme form of protest. Let us not lose sight of our humanity as politicians and warmongering cowards steer humanity closer and closer toward authoritarian control and collective madness.
Let this moment remind us of why we must speak up and continue fighting for Palestinian Liberation and decolonization of all colonized peoples. Let it remind us to unite toward continued actions of love and solidarity and survival. Let it remind us that we desperately need one another for the fights ahead and that we must fight with all our might to protect one another as we strive to dismantle unjust and oppressive systems in our bodies, in our families, in our friendships, in our communities, and in this gigantic world.
May Aaron’s friends and family have the space and courage to mourn and the confidence of outside support to rise above the scorn and ridicule of inhumane journalists, media outlets, and brainwashed citizens. May Aaron rest amongst his ancestors and bless this world with clarity, compassion, hope, and rebirth.” — RISE INDIGENOUS
“To be neutral, to be passive in a situation is to collaborate with whatever is going on.
You can’t be neutral on a moving train,’ I would tell them. . . . Events are already moving in certain deadly directions, and to be neutral means to accept that.
If you ever wondered what you’d have done during [Transatlantic human trafficking and chattel slavery, Manifest Destiny, The Indian Removal Act, the Trail of Tears, the Wounded Knee Massacre, The Homestead Act, Jim Crow and lynch mobs, the Holocaust, Apartheid, or the Civil Rights Movement] … well, you’re doing it right now.
this morning, i accidentally swiped my cosmetic brush across the 4 toned mineral highlight powder instead of translucent powder — and i now look like a 70s disco queen (especially with bed hair) or Ziggy Stardust (it’s too much to rewash my face and i’m just gonna look like this all day)
and, that i had another Big Dream (Jungian) early this morning before Sun’s rise — it was powerful and unnerving; are you dreaming too? have you had any Big Dreams?
and, that after buying myself 5 (actually 7) houseplant babies for the Ides of February, bringing the total upwards of 50 plants, my house is still not even close to being filled — so how can i be called a “plant lady”?
and that a crow died here and i performed some rites over and left gifts upon, their dear remains;
Today is day 122 of the settler-colonial state of Israel’s GENOCIDE of the Indigenous Palestinian People on their ancestral lands.
NO place is safe from the brutality and savagery of the Israeli government and army — not evacuation routes, not refugee camps, not “safe zones”, not schools, not hospitals, not universities.
Israel has murdered 11,500 children in 122 days. Israel has murdered 11,500 children in 122 days. Israel has murdered 11,500 children in 122 days.
Israel has murdered at least 30,000 people in 122 days.
Israel along with the US, UK, Italy, Australia, Finland and other nations are depriving Palestinians of UN humanitarian aid by defunding the UN’s Relief and Works Agency — and by physically blocking shipments of food, water, and medicine and medical supplies. Israel and its coalition are starving-out Gazan refugees.
Israel Occupation Forces have boldly filmed, documented and published their own war crimes against both “prisoners of war” and civilians.
According to UN Women: “70 per cent of people killed in Gaza are today estimated to be women and children, including two mothers per hour killed since the beginning of the crisis.” — This is textbook genocide – to destroy women, mothers and children is to destroy the future viability of a people.
Israel has decimated Gaza and murdered Palestinians with the direct and sustained support of the United States Government, funded by US taxpayers’ money and with US Pentagon & defense contractor weapons.
the gunshot crisp, startling a radiating crackle floating on the unusually warm autumn air
my dog bolts for the house, and once inside, takes cover under the desk – this is a natural response to explosives
fear, confusion, rage, sorrow course through my marrow — we are made of the same stuff
then i remember that deer-stalking-luring-and-killing with a gun season started today
i’d seen the dignified six-point buck head south earlier, the same direction of the blast / i realize that he may be dead, now
then i remember that i haven’t seen the doe and her playful and curious fawns in over a month’s time
on my way to the highway entrance ramp, i avoid the main roads where the bodies of two deer lay dead a half mile apart / i pretend they can’t be, that they aren’t my familiars /
the deer always seem to be lying just barely off the road
do they collapse and die there identically — or does someone drag them there by their legs or antlers; are there protocols for this? what does the weight of a dead deer body or dead human body feel like in the hands? are the dead heavier? would i be able to drag a deer or human body? maybe — in my heyday i have only ever held dead rabbits, squirrels, birds, fish in my own two hands
then i remember that our first dog was euthanized at home, in the back yard, in the June Sun, but it was not me who lifted and carried his body away / why didn’t i carry him? back then, i was in my strength heyday.
the limineen | earthling, poet & crone 