What is human existence? It turns out it’s pretty simple: We are dead stars, looking back up at the sky.
The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die
Let this radicalize you rather than lead you to despair.
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
And do not kill yourselves [or one another]. Indeed, Allah is to you ever Merciful.
She said: When kings enter a city they corrupt it,and reduce its grandees to abject misery. This is how they act. I am sending them a gift, and will see what the messengers bring back
Assuredly the creation of the heavens and the earth is greater than the creation of mankind; but most of mankind know not.
And those who, when an unjust aggression is inflicted on (any or all of) them, defend themselves and one another (to end the aggression).
He said: ‘My Lord, I call on my people, night and day, but my call only makes them flee further away. ‘Whenever I call them together that You may forgive them, they place their fingers in their ears, wrap themselves up in their garments, grow headstrong and swell in arrogance. ‘So I invited them openly. ‘Then I addressed them in public. ‘Then I spoke to them in faint tones. ‘I said:”Ask your Lord to forgive you, for He is All-Forgiving, and He will let flow the sky in torrents upon you, furnish you with wealth and progeny, provide with gardens, and cause rivers to flow for you.
I look how much I have grown from traumatic experiences,and the essence of my existence here today;I know I have beat many odds, with mountains more to come. I deserve and fight to remain here everyday and refuse to settle for anything, anyone,any institution, that will not accept me, challenge me, and work towards my success. I am here by choice to reap all of life’s lessons and opportunities to the fullest extent to try!
I would love the confirmation and validation everything I do has meaning, and my efforts to even fight off my own thoughts do not go unnoticed. but that isn’t my reality. But, I am a happy hoe [in solidarity], my past with others are forever memories I will not tarnish, and my love for that past will outweigh the hate that may still linger and grow.I have myself + cinema + gucci laflare + my conspiracy theories + books + weed
You love you, and someone may not be able to comprehend or accept all that makes you, you. But you’re not changing for anyone. Find the right one. Let them come to you.I feel a revolution more important ☭☭☭
Our cultural production of music, clothing, style, aesthetic, is all tied to our various and shared experiences across history and migration. Rich, [dis]abled, illiterate, college educated, homeless, etc, all these differences and identities...When you’re Black, there is an irrefutable homogenous experience of discrimination, even within all Black spaces.
You’ll never forget when people you love(d) and would do anything for, call you crazy, and thus undesirable and worthless. As Drakeums once said via Views, I’m still here.
Accept you were not born or raised with the winning team. Blackness is not taught, cannot be bought, sexed into, or can be encompassed as one singular person,product, period, or object that can be validated with anything, like a certificate in our culture.
I have pursued my biggest fear more than once and have luckily failed&I rather be the anomaly than the statistic, so let’s see
For me, ‘Transgender’ means transcending, denying, or even reconstructing the constructs of gender, sex, and health-medicine. And most importantly upon that, the notion our bodies as solely symbolic of who we are and our roles in society. To be Trans today is more than a name dropped identity but is an active experience. In simply existing in this moment as an act of resistance (as rendered from the popular pro-Palestinian slogan).
But bitch u guessed it suicide is not the answer. Suicidality [it’s a word, ikr] is a symptom of your [dis]ability, not your personality. Your social anxiety is a disorder, not a reflection of your feelings or the reality around you. Your major depression is a disorder, not your desired state of default.
Now is that because in each ‘crazy’, ‘sensitive’, [dis]abled, Black girl/femme going thru it.tm I see myself? And by virtue am establishing /reinforcing the notion that I matter? My words-my history-my photos-my playlist?Will I be lobotomized, sent to an ~asylum~, have a nervous break, live as many [dis]abled people do-desolate on the streets because I did not get the state support and accommodation I am entitled to?
I have assured myself that I love myself. I have assured myself everything that I am doing matters no matter who sees it, validates it, or even cares. I have validated my skills. I have validated my experiences. I have proven I can take care of myself time and time again. I have proven life is much more rewarding than death [or trying]. I have proven my demons and those I have encountered do not make or break me. I have proven I can simply be happy by choice [though it is tough to sustain]. I have proven I can cope and survive standalone and with help. I know what I want to do, and honestly how to do it. I’m just ~not so patiently waiting~ and das ok. I see my smile now and I believe it. Better yet, I feel it.
The same way I don’t pick and choose my battles, I am cognizant of all struggles. I don’t pick and choose my lessons, I am cognizant of all truths.
A white person that can acknowledge that they’re inherently and traditionally racist is someone that understands that there is something fundamentally wrong with their upbringing and can work to unpack that. I really don’t see that idea shared among anyone that labels themselves an ‘ally’. Until I do, the word will just be synonymous with white liberal to me.
Your life has meaning and you will find it. Your life may not be what you expected, but does not make you a waste or a failure. You inspire everyone you meet and your fight will have people holding on in theirs. I believe in my heart and soul we can be a beacon of hope for others. I believe you were meant to be a light this world needs.
You do not have to be good./ You do not have to walk on your knees/ For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting/ You only have to let the soft animal of your body/ love what it loves./ Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine./ Meanwhile the world goes on./ Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain/ are moving across the landscapes,/ over the prairies and the deep trees,/ the mountains and the rivers./ Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,/ are heading home again./ Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,/ the world offers itself to your imagination,/ calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —/over and over announcing your place /in the family of things.
I have decided to stick to love... Hate is too great a burden to bear.
Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic.
I write for those women who do not speak, for those who do not have a voice because they were so terrified because we are taught to respect fear more than ourselves. We’ve been taught that silence would save us, but it won’t.
Caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation and that is an act of political warfare.
Life is very short and what we have to do must be done in the now.
Only by learning to live in harmony with your contradictions can you keep it all afloat.
Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another.
I tell my students, ‘When you get these jobs that you have been so brilliantly trained for, just remember that your real job is that if you are free, you need to free somebody else. If you have some power, then your job is to empower somebody else.’
The ability of writers to imagine what is not the self, to familiarize the strange and mystify the familiar, is the test of their power.
Here and now ― I love you, for this moment, you have my heart. But you are not entitled to my future ― you have no ownership of my past.
As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light of meaning in the darkness of mere being.
The impulse behind basic science is a quality that is extra ramped up in humans: curiosity. We don’t feel the urge to do it because we think it will make us rich or because it will make the next world wide web (something which is a truly excellent side effect of doing physics). We do it because we are humans and humans like figuring things out. We do it because we are humans and humans have a creative impulse to construct stories about the world and lives they find themselves in.Basic science is a creative mission in the name of curiosity.In other words, basic science is about our dreams of knowing the world.
And when they trust you with the precious gift of their dream: don’t tell them, it can’t be done because it’s never been done. Tell them it’s a new and difficult path and you are here to help them figure it out. Call your friends and ask them to collaborate with you on formulating help. Don’t tell them what they can’t do. Help them create a world where they can do it.
You can’t make homes out of human beings/ someone should have already told you that / and if he wants to leave/ then let him leave / you are terrifying/ and strange and beautiful/ something not everyone knows how to love.
Yes, my job description states that I am to teach, advise, build curricula, and join committees. But I also often have less official roles as a mentor, psychologist, social worker, advocate, life coach, cheerleader, drill sergeant, and big brother.
I’m grateful to intelligent people. That doesn’t mean educated. That doesn’t mean intellectual. I mean really intelligent. What black old people used to call ‘mother wit’ means intelligence that you had in your mother’s womb. That’s what you rely on. You know what’s right to do.
Being transgender, like being gay, tall, short, white, black, male, or female, is another part of the human condition that makes each individual unique, and something over which we have no control. We are who we are in the deepest recesses of our minds, hearts and identities.
Everybody wants to check Black apathy, but no one checks white supremacy
What is done cannot be undone, but one can prevent it happening again.
Have faith that on the other side of your pain is something good.
To say I am alive, I am wonderful, I am. I am. That is something to aspire to.
I don’t mind disappointing you by being myself.
I don’t give a fuck, and I don’t feel bad about shit.