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white gender nihilist trans settler/colonizer living on occupied W̱SÁNEĆ territory (specifically SI,ĆENEṈ, which means "Becoming W̱SÁNEĆ"), trying to make acknowledgement of myself as settler and colonizer more than just rote repetition and puzzling out ways to contribute to decolonization beyond proselytizing

Mushrooms and rot as psychopomps. Flies and worms and vultures, heralds of the life after this one. Scavengers which bring our buried bodies back to the dirt it came from; the unification through the mycelium, through the digestive tracts of countless thousands of insects, through the decaying into the soil from which flowers and fruit will be grown. Death is a process of dissemination of your last piece of identity, transforming you into everything except that. The soil in your yard is made of other people and such. We exist walking upon our afterlife. Isn't that enough? Isn't that enough to believe in?

“We are soil people. If nothing else the Anthropocene is forcing us to remember that we are not disembodied souls waiting to ride the Big Elevator into the sky. We are en-souled creatures, yes, but we are earthbound first. In Augustine’s memorable phrase we are terra animata—animated earth.” [x]
Offsetting is a huge distraction then, when we should be turning our attention to limiting the damage done in the first place, transitioning from fossil fuels and encouraging and investing in those farming practices which will be the only way forward in the face of climate breakdown. While we continue to operate within an economic system that will not stop growing, small-scale farmers and Indigenous people who are the protectors of 80% of the world’s biodiversity rely on intergenerational ecological knowledge to live within the planet’s limits. Moving away from corporate-controlled industrial-scale farming is imperative, as is the rejection of solutions that seek to perpetuate a broken system.
Investment must focus on those practices that address as a whole the polycrisis we now face across food, climate, biodiversity and health, and it should be at the grassroots level. Money should be flowing directly to people and communities building a local food system with circular economy thinking, and driven by the principle that everyone has the right to good food. Low input agroecological farming is the best hope of building resilience, in the face of future shocks.
The complexity of life does not lend itself to a simple market equation. Trying to shoehorn the unknowable intricacy of ecological processes into a one-size-fits-all table of solutions to be invested in feeds a flawed economic system and starves nature of its intrinsic, complex and priceless value. Put a price on nature and some will be quick to say it’s not worth much.
Thomas Malthus, who is often interpreted as arguing for population control to overcome economic limits, actually invoked the threat of limits to advocate for growth, arguing that scarcity is a natural fact, and that only a growth-based economy could overcome it. In this way, Malthus was one of the first ‘apostles of growth’. Since then, both neoclassical economists and elites sought to further cement the idea that growth is needed to overcome natural scarcity as common sense. But scarcity is not a natural fact. Rather, scarcity, as well as the social hierarchies that limit autonomy and self-determination, are imposed by a capitalist system of production. As a corollary, degrowth is not about imposing limits on society according to natural scarcity, but about regaining autonomy to collectively create public abundance, and also deliberate and set limits. And this – collectively setting limits – is a key prerequisite for the formation of autonomous, democratic governance, as the Greek philosopher Cornelius Castoriadis argues in his work. Indeed, it is precisely capitalism – through alienating us from each other and from the abundance of the earth – which undemocratically imposes limits on us and makes it impossible for us to set our own. Thus, just as degrowth is about the collective reappropriation and dépense of social surplus, it is also about the rejection of natural scarcity, the undoing of imposed limits set on us by capitalism and hierarchy, deliberating collective limits, and thus about creating a self-determined post-scarcity society.

The Future Is Degrowth: A Guide to a World Beyond Capitalism

So I have Pride month, Litha and my birthday all happening in the same month. I've taken up volunteer work and I'm advancing quickly in my studies to become a web dev, but I'm still dirt broke and don't really have anyone to spend time with.

I've put together this little wish list of Pride-themed items, personal care items, witchcraft stuff, and other things that would make my life easier.

And as always, you can help with my living costs directly:

Cashapp: $audacenoire Venmo: @audacenoire Paypal: https://paypal.me/audacenoire

Meeting The Man: James Baldwin in Paris

(via Mubi)

[Image description: A series of close up profile screenshots of James Baldwin. Captions are printed on each shot.

“Love has never been a popular movement. The world is held together, really it is held together, by the love and the passion of very few people. Otherwise, of course you can despair. Walk down the street of any city, any afternoon, and look around you. What you’ve got to remember is what you are looking at is also you. Everyone you’re looking at is also you. You could be that person. You could be that monster, you could be that cop. And you have to decide, in yourself, not to be.”

it’s another one of Eve’s birthdays of her 20s that she did not live to see, and I can’t tell which are going to hit me harder: these ones, or the birthdays of her 50s and 60s she never got to see

time will tell

anyway, sad shit aside as I know she’d want me to focus on the positive I might not be on tumblr for a while, maybe a good long while depending, as I’ll be out in the woods starting Sunday evening after a 11-12 hour long bus ride that day, and leaving the island tomorrow morning to be where that bus starts from

catch you all l8r, unsure exactly when!

My friend Neema says that love is a technology and I believe that it’s true, our most ancient one! It’s responsibility to other people or pets or plants that gets me out of bed. Depending on one another is a joyful thing. Having to give small parts of my life or day away to keep in the social contract of relationship is fulfilling in ways those bits of self or day wouldn’t be. I like being more than just me, I like how it feels to belong to a place, even if it’s just the house I live in or my block or my street. It’s meaningful to me. I’m happy.

Citrus trees create fingerprint-like patterns on the landscape near Isla Cristina, Spain. The climate in this region is ideal for citrus growth, with an average temperature of 64° F (18°C) and a relative humidity between 60% and 80%.

See more here: https://bit.ly/3sgNoWn

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Source imagery: Maxar

“It is worth remembering that the internet wasn’t supposed to be like this. It wasn’t supposed to be six boring men with too much money creating spaces that no one likes but everyone is forced to use because those men have driven every other form of online existence into the ground. The internet was supposed to have pockets, to have enchanting forests you could stumble into and dark ravines you knew better than to enter. The internet was supposed to be a place of opportunity, not just for profit but for surprise and connection and delight. Instead, like most everything American enterprise has promised held some new dream, it has turned out to be the same old thing—a dream for a few, and something much more confining for everyone else.”