“Aware of the suffering caused by unmindful consumption, I am committed to cultivating good health, both physical and mental, for myself, my family and my society by practising mindful eating, drinking and consuming. I will ingest only items that preserve peace, well-being and joy in my body, in my consciousness and in the collective body and consciousness of my family and society. I am determined not to use alcohol or any other intoxicant or to ingest foods or other items that contain toxins, such as certain TV programmes, magazines, books, films and conversations. I am aware that to damage my body or my consciousness with these poisons is to betray my ancestors, my parents, my society and future generations. I will work to transform violence, fear, anger and confusion in myself and in society by practising a diet for myself and for society. I understand that a proper diet is crucial for self-transformation and for the transformation of society.” -
—  Thich Nhat Hanh “The world we have: A buddhist approach to Peace and Ecology”
para: compxs

sem luta, nada se conquista.

sem luta, nada muda.

e a luta não é necessariamente a violência, o sangue no chão;

lutar é remar com as forças além dos nossos corpos,

mesmo que nenhum vento esteja ao nosso favor,

mesmo que eles estejam contra;

nós resistiremos!

e sabemos que a resistência é fértil.

mesmo que o mundo acabe amanhã, eu plantarei uma árvore hoje.


Meer Bewusstsein tut gut. Die Nature is speaking Kampagne und das Humanifesto von Conservation International tut gut.

Humanifesto- Copyrighted by Gerard Kelly 2007.

I want to be a grace guerilla
no longer a chameleon of karma
the time has come to stand out from the crowd.
I want to give forgiveness a fighting chance of freeing me
I want to live in love
and live it out loud.

I want to drink deep of the foolishness of wisdom
instead of swallowing the wisdom of fools
I want to find a source in the deeper mines of meaning
to search out the unsearchable
to invoke the invisible
to choose the truth the TV hypnotists aren’t screening.

No camouflage
no entourage
no smoothly fitting-in
I want a faith that goes further than face value
and a beauty that goes deeper than my skin.

I want to be untouched by my possessions
instead of being possessed by what I touch
to test the taste of having nothing to call mine
to hold consumption’s cravings back
to be content with luck or lack
to live on water as well as on wine.

I want to spend myself on those I think might need me
not spend all I think I need on myself
I want my heart to be willing to make house calls.
Let those whose rope is at and end find in me a faithful friend
Let me be known as one who rebuilds broken walls.

No camouflage
no entourage
no smoothly fitting-in
I want a faith that goes further than face value
and a beauty that goes deeper than my skin.

I want to be centered outside the circle
to be chiseled by a different seam
I want to be seduced by another story
and drawn into a deeper dream
I want to be anchored in an undiscovered ocean
to revolve around an unfamiliar sun
a boom box tuned to an alternate station
a bullet fired from a different gun.

No camouflage
no entourage
no smoothly fitting-in
I want a faith that goes further than face value
and a beauty that goes deeper than my skin


This is an old video of my old band, Humanifesto, performing at Fear & Loathing in Montreal back in 2006. Both those songs ended up being on a split 7” with I Am The Cartographer. Looks like Hip Kid Records still has copies for sale here.

Humanifesto - Big Man

Based on a true story:

Heads smashed as lovers kiss, their affection replaced with blood
as some dickless fuck shows off his ignorance, his intolerance
Amidst confusion, heads still spinning, both still thinking clear
Clear enough to know this wasn’t random, it wasn’t accidental

So tough. So cool.

Later on that night bragging to his friends
about the dykes he fucked up on St Denis
They laugh, pat his back, and pour another beer;
They’d bashed another queer!
Instilling fear. More fear.
It was fear that caused it!

So we try to deny that this hate permeates to this day
there’s no way we’ll give up on this fight or put up with this shit ever again!

Meanwhile, back at home, the girls aren’t sitting down
A week later dozens kiss on that same spot.


So where were you then, big man?! to listen.

The HUmanifesto

Part I. The Low Down
It is not my job to teach my oppressor of my oppression.
It is my job to eradicate that oppression.
It is not time for distractions, for fun house mirrors and altered perceptions of ourselves.
It is time for inward strength and outward power.
Fuck what they say about you!
Fuck what they’ve had you saying about yourself!
Power has lied stagnant in the same hands for too long and that shit is gettin’ real old.
It is time for women, men, and all who identify in between, around, and underneath those categories to stand up for each other. For themselves.
I am a black woman.
Maybe you are too.
Maybe you’re not.
Does that give you any less reason to fight alongside me for humanity?
I will not homogenize my body to cultural norms created for my oppression to gain acceptance
I’m not “just like you” fucker, I am me.
Our differences are there to appreciate, not to ignore!
An attack on any hue, man, is an attack on all of humanity!
Fight for us all—Fight for yourself!!

II. Know what’s really up.
We must not fall into the life traps of this reductionist society.
They want us, whom they categorize as women, to be reduced.
To be skinny —
To be quiet —
To cross our legs—
To see a shrink.
I am beautiful at every size*
every volume*
every posture*
every mental state*
and so are all of you.
and so are all of you.

Occupy yourself…
And do not police others for doing the same.
Do not allow yourself to be silenced! reduced!
Actualize yourself.
Assert your power.
Assert our unity!
Fuck lettuce and ice cubes! Fuck mumbling sorry on the street all day and hugging your purse tight on the train so some dildo cismotherfucker can stretch his legs out.
We will not live skinnily and quietly with our legs crossed in the margins ANYMORE
Uh-uh you’re about to *hear *me!!

Part IV. Time to Die.
We cannot grow a new societal home using old tools of oppression,
We need new tools to create a world that is not predicated on our oppression.
We need love to get past all the fear.
As winter comes before spring, we need death to grow.
This system needs to die so that we can blossom together and into ourselves.
We need you.
You need you.
But mostly, we need each other.