“The impact of the Beatles — not only on rock & roll but on all of Western culture — is simply incalculable.
And as personalities, they defined and incarnated ’60s style: smart, idealistic, playful, irreverent, eclectic.
Although many of their sales and attendance records have since been surpassed, no group has so radically transformed the sound and significance of rock & roll.
As musicians, the Beatles proved that rock & roll could embrace a limitless variety of harmonies, structures, and sounds; virtually every rock experiment has some precedent on Beatles records.” -
The Rolling Stone Encyclopedia of Rock & Roll (2001)
Those with Aquarius on the Ascendant have received binoculars at birth. Being blessed by both Saturn and Uranus, this individual appears to be able to see future tendencies and things no one else can. Visionaries, they present themselves as intelligent and witty; the intelectual curiosity is focused on the mechanical aspect of things, giving structure and discipline to Gemini’s inconsistent mental enthusiasm.
Aquarius Risings hardly ever appear to be surprised or affected; they’ve seen it all, and don’t really care for frivolities or emotional sensitivies. Their idea of themselves as individuals is bound to reason, logic and realistic values. They project themselves as impersonal and ingenious,distinct from everyone else, and this may mean they’re always changing their physical appearance in some way. As humanity’s water-bearers, they offer us brand new ways to see the world with unexpected thoughts and social concepts, as if we could use their shiny ideals to transform structures of the actual world.
Aquarius’ famous for being popular and having many friends, but actually it is purely an energy of social engagement that enjoys being in touch with large groups of people. However, these relationships are not emotionally deep and to some point are devoid of intimacy. Thus, the Aquarius Rising excels at shifting from group to group, nurturing a wide web (pun intended) of contacts and communicating with lots of people, but is alone at the end of the day.
All things touched by Aquarius’ electrical blue waters eventually transform rather radically, encompassing Aquarius Risings’ own rhythm of transformation of the self. Being informed of how things and reality itself work is essential.
Uranus/1st house: a scholar contemplates their city from an observatory; there are so many things to change… Transformation of the outside world comes through revolutions in one’s own identity. This is someone who feels different from everyone else and projects themselves clearly as such. Changing the world is a mission favoured by one’s strong force of will.
Uranus/2nd house:an engineer visits their project under construction; many kinds of people work at a time. Uranus’ sparkling energy strikes the ground firmly, energizing it. Much value for one’s personal ideals and intelectual achievements, maybe to the point of holding grudges and being too stubborn. It is important to be flexible and creative in one’s path, changing whenever needed. Possible radical shifts in one’s financial situations if this energy is not dealt with in a healthy manner.
Uranus/3rd house:a sunny sky is suddenly covered in black layers of clouds; the sun is covered. Swift and flexible, this Uranus seems to be ready for anything. This is someone whose faith in their ideals charms everyone around. So much unstable energy may manifest in one’s life as shifting conditions in one’s education and home life.
Uranus/4th house:a sailor drifts slowly on the sea, no ground on sight; their original home is now only a sad memory. Radical emotional transformations manifested through a radical soul or an unique family structure left in the past. Thus, this is an individual who probably accepts people’s differences and excels at taking care of marginalized groups through social projects and attitudes.
Uranus/5th house:on an old dark alley, a spy is able to drastically change their appearance at an eye’s blink. It’s easy to absorb other people’s identity into one’s own, producing a rather unstable and ever-changing personality. Popularity, creativity and romance are all favoured. This is someone who has the ability to step into other people’s universes and experience life as if they were in other people’s shoes.
Uranus/6th house:a famous detective is being searched all around the world for their mystery-solving abilities. One’s able to help other people when putting to use their dynamic and unexpected life habits. Radical transformation occurs through changing what’s at the base level. One’s health varies greatly depending on emotional conditions. Originality in one’s work and in one’s routines.
Uranus/7th house:a transfer student arrives at their new classroom; they look around, maybe for friendly people to befriend. One’s constantly in search for many kinds of partnerships. Being creative and changing the world around depends on other people’s approval and involvement. Dynamic relationships. This is someone who’s very popular and has many types of groups of friends.
Uranus/8th house:a rather serious foreigner stands out in a party; they’re alone and seem to like keeping it that way. A most distinct individual using their ability to penetrate and solve mysteries to serve humanity. One’s able to translate complex information, making other people’s lives easier.
Uranus/9th house:a visitor contemplates a painting hanging out in a famous museum for many hours; where is their mind?… Demonstrating one’s knowledge and one’s interest in all kinds of information is essential. This is someone valued for their ability to comprehend complex concepts dealing with equality and justice and for actually puting them to use in one’s daily life or career. One’s able to see all sides of the matter at hand.
Uranus/10th house:a tiny phoenix rises proudly from its ashes; fragments of its ancient body are still scattered around, but it feels no pain. The world is perceived in a quite unique and wide manner. This is someone who undergoes profound and intense transformations in their lives; all problems involving such transformations are projected outwards with courage and bravery to expose one’s crisis and toils. People instantly perceive this individual’s powerful personality. A dynamic career. Freedom is much appreciated in one’s work environment specially.
Uranus/11th house:a lightning strike hits the waters of the sea; the sparkling current is spread everywhere. Dealing with large groups of people and big projects as much as with foreign countries, history and cultures. All these things are exciting and essential for this Uranus. This is someone who probably knows many different people and has a wide range of contacts. Dreamlike and dynamic ideals and concepts.
Uranus/12th house:from an open book in an forgotten library, a conjurer is able to produce magical figures to help them on their quest. One’s able to materialize other people’s dreams through technology and knowledge, utilizing one’s sensitivity and artistic abilities. The capability to perceive subtle waves of emotions and divine information “in the air”. One may feel there are invisible fingers pulling the strings of their lives.
The planetary symbols are an important part of many esoteric
studies, and they play an integral role in the understanding of astrology.
Their construction is no haphazard matter though, and there is deep meaning
inherently built in to them that can give you greater insight into the
planetary energies themselves.
The symbols are largely constructed from 3 basic pieces.
The circle – the circle represents the spirit, it is the
divine will and our connection to that higher energy.
The crescent – the crescent represents the mind and the soul,
it is the conduit through which matter is connected to the spirit.
The cross – the cross represents matter, the physical plane
that exists within the intersection of time and space.
– the circle of spirit and a singular dot within,
representing divine spirit radiating outward, the will and desire to shine as
an individual that seeks recognition solely for its essence.
The Moon – two crescents directed backward towards the past,
seeking comfort and familiarity. They are tied to our deepest selves, and show
us the way to nourish our soul.
Mercury – the crescent of the mind over the cross of matter
and the circle of spirit, an attempt to reach outside of ourselves to seek
understanding about our place in the world around us.
Venus – the circle of spirit over the cross of matter,
finding value and worth that has deeper meaning than physical attributes, and
using this connection as the power of artistic creation.
Mars – the cross of matter over the circle of spirit, which
is realizing the needs of the divine spirit within the physical realm. It is
the power of energy put to the use of reshaping the world around you.
Jupiter – the crescent of the mind over the cross of matter,
seeking to push the boundaries of what is possible in space and time and
searching for connection to a higher purpose.
Saturn – the cross of matter over the crescent of the mind,
the realization that the limitations of the physical world are inescapable, and
learning to work within that framework to forge something of meaning and
Uranus – two crescents in opposition surround the cross of
matter over the circle of spirit, the sublimation of the personal will (circle)
in order to create something worthwhile to society (cross) by thinking forward
into the future (right crescent) and addressing the needs of the masses (left
Neptune – the crescent of the soul impaled upon the cross of
matter, which shows us the yearning for all matter to return to the divine, and
the power of dissolution to become one with the all.
Pluto – the circle of spirit separate from the crescent of
the mind above the cross of matter, the power of indomitable spirit to
radically transform the inner and outer world for the purposes of transcendence
into the divine will.
The Moon’s tranquil waltz around the Earth is divided into eight equal and rhythmic parts according to how much light the Moon receives from the Sun. After being gifted sunlight, the Moon gently offers us her reflection from up above. These are called Moon Phases and they’re an essential part of natal charts in the sense that these phases represent the intimate relationship between the Sun and the Moon in a certain point in time.
Because the Sun symbolizes consciousness, creativity and individual purposes in life, and the Moon represents our inner, emotional and subconscious selves, the analysis of the Moon Phases of a chart gives some insight into how the personality works towards its ultimate goal, which is often achieved by fulfilling the Sun’s purpose.
Each lunar cycle lasts about 28 days, and the Moon Phases are 8, so each phase lasts around 3 to 4 days. And because so many people are born under the same phase, the interpretation of the Moon phase in a chart assumes a universal or general meaning. Although accurate, the interpretation of Moon phases does not offer specific details.
Each Moon Phase can be also correlated to one of a cycle of eight reincarnations, which generally point to some recurrent lesson that must be learnt within these eight reincarnations before inaugurating a new cycle, a new lesson, a New Moon.
To figure out which one of the eight phases blessed you at birth, you should look at the distance, around the Zodiac, that separates the Sun from the Moon.
1. New Moon (Moon from 0° to 45° ahead of the Sun);
A New Moon symbolizes the moment when the Moon is placed between the Sun and the Earth. Illuminating sunlight is filtrated through the Moon’s scintillating waters, which become warm and fertile. Lunar seeds and sunny expectations pour onto humanity, symbolizing the beginning of a new experience; a celestial representation of opportunity. This also symbolizes divine unity between conscious and unconscious. People born under a New Moon are generally spontaneous and lively. Their sense of realization and creativity is linked to their unconscious habits and feelings, producing a charming and instinctive individual. Those born under a new Moon are on a quest for finding their true selves and for expressing themselves genuinely through being dynamic and experiencing new things in their lives. New Moon people are considered quite “lucky”; it’s as if the universe were able to adjust itself, often placing these people at the right place at the right time. Good or bad, life-changing experiences happen as if by divine providence, without conscious intention. The individual can be self-centered. A new seed is planted.
2. Crescent Moon (Moon from 45° to 90° ahead of the Sun);
Growing roots break the seed’s shell. A Crescent Moon symbolizes the manifestation of the will to live that is needed for surviving. Here, the Moon’s only starting to light up, symbolizing the first difficult steps we must take towards our goals. People born under a Crescent Moon must find a way to be assertive, confident and decisive. They’ve got what it takes to let go of the past, but moving forward can prove challenging. They’ve already understood their New Moon personality; in the Crescent Moon, they’re trying to project this personality forcefully and also making their way to their independence.
3. First Quarter Moon(Moon from 90° to 135° ahead of the Sun);
After breaking the seed’s shell, roots must let the initial seed behind and fight their way through the ground, creating a stable and reliable structure upon which the plant will be able to grow. People born under a First Quarter Moon are energetic and have a strong force of will. They often find themselves in crises that demand letting go of memories or destroying past and useless things in their lives, creating space for what’s to come and expanding their horizons.
4. Gibbous Moon (Moon from 135° to 180° ahead of the Sun);
When the roots are already stable, it is time to focus on producing beautiful stems and leaves in order to accomplish one’s purpose. People born under a Gibbous Moon are perfectionists. They look for meaning and usefulness in all things through analysis and, when they do not find it, they question such a thing’s existence. This process is generally turned inwards, so the individual may be constantly questioning themselves and their motives while in search for their true purpose. They’re constantly looking for signs that they’re on the right way.
5. Full Moon (Moon from 180° to 135° behind the Sun);
Gorgeous flowers blossom from the meticulous and careful stems. The Earth is placed between the Moon and the Sun, so it is now filtrating sunlight and returning the Moon’s seeds and dreams back at her in flowery forms. The Moon receives the Earth’s flowers and the Sun’s light, achieving complete understanding of her intentions under her initial New Moon form. People born under Full Moons are relationship-driven. They generally have a deep understanding of the world and know that there’s more to human relationships than only “good” or “bad”. They’re often able to consider multiple perspectives, opinions and points of view. This is a reflection of their important polarization towards their two selves: emotional (Moon) and conscious (Sun), which often manifests through their relationships. These people, much like the Moon, overflow with enlightenment and comprehension, but they may lack drive or ability to materialize their knowledge on Earth.
6. Disseminating Moon(Moon from 135° to 90° behind the Sun);
Eventually, those marvelous flowers turn into sweet fruits, which can serve as nourishment while assuring the progression of the cycle. People blessed by this phase often have the ability to consciously materialize their knowledge, which wasn’t quite possible on previous phases. This means they’re focused on distributing their observations and theories, helping other people grow by offering advices or teachings. The nutritious fruit is what gives material and practical value and meaning for a beautiful flower.
7. Last Quarter Moon (Moon from 90° to 45° behind the Sun);
Fruits perish and die, all the while being completely conscious of their drowning state. Those born under this phase are blessed with the ability and purpose to undergo radical transformations in their consciousness and way of thinking, constantly changing their perspective towards life. This individual presents himself as more sober than most, for they’re continuously letting go of previous beliefs and past achievements, creating space for something greater, yet intangible, in an ethereal future.
8. Balsamic Moon (Moon from 45° to 0° behind the Sun);
A decomposed fruit places a hopeful seed on the ground. This phase symbolizes the completion of karma or the end of the cycle. People born under this phase are future-oriented and have a subtle, but wide understanding of their life’s purpose in general. Generally considered to be wise, these people are now completing a task, so they may feel as if they were constantly putting the finishing touches in many aspects of their lives. Often considered to be quite sensitive or eccentric, Balsamic Moon people excel at interpreting hidden meanings which may be inaccessible to others, reproducing spiritual and universal information in order to heal or transform other people.
Mother’s Day was a bitch. At least it was for the Lynch Brothers and, by extension, Adam Parrish. Crammed into their usual pew, Declan, Matthew, and Ronan sat with bent heads as the priest delivered the special homily recognizing and honoring all the mothers, and especially the Holy Virgin Mary for bringing our Lord and Savior into the world to save us all. Ronan dug his fingernails into his wrist and focused on that instead of crying. Matthew was sniffling. Declan had a hard, removed look in his eyes. Aurora Lynch had passed less than a month ago.
Adam sat on the steps outside of the St. Agnes apartment, listening to the drone of the pipe organ and waiting for Ronan to emerge. He had not seen or spoken with his mother in months.
Blue Sargent was currently deep into the 300 Fox Way Mother’s Day Madness. It was a day when all the childbearing women of the household were given free reign to order about their offspring. Typically this meant asking for extravagant breakfasts, massages, and calling out a never-ending chorus of “fix me another drink, will you?” Blue and Orla were grimly making mojitos in the kitchen, the fresh mint giving Blue all sorts of flashbacks to time spent with Gansey. Orla was quickly getting frustrated with her lack of attention.
Gansey had declined to visit DC for the usual champagne brunch at his family’s home. His mother was, of course, deep into her political campaign and she had been most disappointed when Gansey couldn’t come, especially because it would mean he that was missing her fundraising gala. Helen had called numerous times to berate him but Gansey had only replied that he could not leave Ronan alone.
Ronan was not alone, even if Gansey had left, he wouldn’t have been alone. He had Adam now, as well as Declan and Matthew. It was shocking and wonderful to spend time with Declan and enjoy it. But the reunion with Declan reminded Ronan of one awful truth: Declan had never been reunited with their mother. All those trips to Cabeswater—bringing Matthew along but excluding Declan—Ronan didn’t think he would ever forgive himself.
Henry Cheng was spending the day with his mother and he rather wished that he was not. His mother was…complicated. What did one do when the person who birthed them and raised them went through a radical transformation and became a Power? Henry spent the morning at his mother’s side, entertaining himself with RoboBee while she did the things that she did. Lots of phone calls were involved and meeting with intense looking men in suits, including former hitman, Mr. Gray.
After the morning service at St. Agnes was over Ronan fetched Adam and the two of them went back to the Barns. Matthew and Declan joined them. Later, Gansey arrived with Blue and Henry. Ronan had stripped out of his Sunday suit and was sprawled on the lawn in his usual attire of shredded jeans and black muscle tee. Adam was lying on the grass next to him and he was helping Opal make crowns out of daisies and clover and Queen Anne’s lace. Chainsaw stalked around the trio, making her usual raven commentary that only Opal and Ronan could decipher. Declan was grilling and Matthew stood at his elbow, chattering away and holding whatever Declan told him to. The scene was remarkably similar to Ronan’s eighteenth birthday party except that they all looked tired and sad.
Blue settled down next to Ronan and showed him how to blow on a blade of grass to make it whistle. Ronan, being the musician of the bunch, mastered the skill and before long he and Blue and Opal were composing grass symphonies. Adam contented himself with chewing on a long stem of grass and applauding. Henry and Gansey gravitated to the grill. Gansey quizzed Declan about his apartment and the dream business. Henry, whose mother was tied to the trade of dream objects, supplied his insights. Matthew got bored and ran over to play with Opal; they had ganged up on Ronan and before long the three of them descended into a loud, tangled mess of limbs.
Adam watched with a fond smile, silently wondering at these strange dream creatures. He wondered most of all about Ronan, who had given life to both Opal and Matthew, becoming, in a sense, mother and father and brother to them. He had also given life to a host of dream animals and the recently departed Cabeswater (Adam felt a pang remembering the spectacular forest). With a deep, heartfelt sigh Adam decided that Ronan was probably one of the few people alive to know, on some level, what it was like to be a god. Gods made something from nothing, populating the world with their creations. With all of his imagination and power and his ability bring forth the perfect partner (rather like Niall had done with Aurora), Adam was again overcome with the knowledge that Ronan had chosen him. He was dating a god…
Declan interrupted the wrestling match to announce that lunch was ready. Everyone gathered around the picnic blankets. There were hotdogs and hamburgers with the fixings, potato salad, chips, slaw, baked beans, deviled eggs, fruit, cupcakes, tea, and a pitcher of mint mojitos that Blue had smuggled out of the house. The food came from the grocery store deli but the cooks there were good, getting the down home food just right. Everyone loaded up their plates and dug in. Opal was soon a mess and Ronan fussed at her and tried to clean her face off but she kept batting his hands away. Ronan gave up with a frustrated huff and Blue laughed, asking if he was finding child rearing to be difficult. Ronan smirked and tousled Opal’s hair, “You have no idea.”
After their bellies were full it was time for remembrances. Declan started. He talked about Aurora, getting choked up as he told about how she always knew when he was having a bad day, how she would find a way to make him smile. Ronan did not talk and Matthew cried. Adam said that Aurora had shown him what a mother should be and that he had loved every moment he had spent with her. Blue and Gansey chimed in with their memories of golden Aurora visiting with them beneath the boughs of Cabeswater.
They did not speak of the mothers who were still living, though they did raise a glass in honor of mothers in general. At some point Henry made the comment about Gansey deserving recognition for mothering them all through their years at Aglionby. Adam asked if Gansey wasn’t more of a father figure and Ronan answered, gruffly, that he was both. “He nags like a mother but then he gets all authoritarian like a father.” Gansey looked affronted but Blue agreed, teasing him for his dad jokes and dad fashion choices. It was decided that Gansey could be an honorary mother and Opal solemnly placed the flower crown she made on his head.
The day drew to a close and they went their separate ways: Blue returned to 300 Fox Way, Adam to St. Agnes, Henry to Aglionby, and Gansey to Monmouth. Declan and Matthew stayed with Ronan at the Barns. The brothers sat on the front porch and watched the sun set behind the trees. Opal raced around the lawn, chasing fireflies and shrieking in the language of the trees. Ronan found it ironic that Opal, originally named Orphan Girl, had since gained an unlikely family while he and his brothers had become the true orphans. They were all the family they had in this world.
Matthew nodded off and Declan woke him and sent him inside to sleep. Before Declan retired for the night he placed his hand on Ronan’s shoulder and squeezed. “Mom would be proud of you,” he murmured. “Dad, too. You’re a hell of a guy, Ronan, and I’m so damn lucky that you’re my brother.”
Ronan sat on the steps until it grew uncomfortably cool. Opal was curled up next to him, her head in his lap. He watched as the lightning bugs settled down and the deer crept out of the woods. It seemed impossible that the world kept going now that Niall and Aurora were gone. He felt a twinge in his heart and recalled the ghost of a boy who had been his friend. Gone but not forgotten. Ronan sighed deeply and picked up Opal, cradling her to his chest as he went into the house. Ronan put Opal to bed, brushing the hair out of her eyes, and watched the dream girl sleep. So many things had changed, were still changing, but Ronan would not forget the loved ones who had passed on. He scratched at the still itchy skin over his hipbone where the tattoo text spelled out remembered. As long as he and his brothers lived Aurora would not be forgotten.
There is nothing more powerful, more radical, more transformational than love. No other source or substance or force. And do not be deceived, for it is all of these things, and then some! Often folks like to dismiss it as a mere emotion, but it is far more than that. It can’t be circumscribed by our desires or dictated by the whim of our moods. Not the Great Love of the Universe, as I like to call it. Not the Love that set everything in motion, keeps it in motion, which moves through all things and yet bulldozes nothing, not even our will. Try it. Just try it and you’ll see. If you love that Great Love first, because It loved you first, and then love yourself as you have been loved, and then love others from that love… Wow! Bam! Life without that kind of faith - that’s death. Therein lies the great metaphor. Life without faith is death. For life, as it was intended to be, is love. Start loving and you’ll really start living. There is no other force in the universe comparable to that.
Last week, I had the opportunity to listen to Angela Davis speak during a lecture at my university. While she addressed her capstone positions on class, gender, race and the prison industrial complex, those aren’t the points that I want to revisit. Instead, I want to emphasize Davis’ statements with regards to what she termed “radical transformation,” and how the lack of it has enabled the perpetuation of structures of oppression in the United States and those countries that have adopted its structures.
Davis began with an extended conversation about the elimination of Apartheid in South Africa through discussing the media response to Nelson Mandela’s death. For Davis, the media’s characterization of Mandela as forgiving white South Africans for the injustices perpetuated during Apartheid and then forgetting about the trauma is fundamentally inaccurate. Instead, she argued, no such forgiving or forgetting took place: Mandela extended his hand in cooperation with the white South Africans so that the memory of Apartheid would drive a “radical transformation of the social relations” in the country as to prevent something like Apartheid from every happening again.
This is something that has never happened in America, Davis argued. Put simply, following the abolition of slavery, America never embarked on a self-conscious project of radical transformation of the social relations or social structures of the country such that slavery could not be perpetuated again. We, as a country, have failed to generate a vocabulary to speak about the far reaching and ongoing effects of slavery in our era which is a result of the way in which both Black and white Americans have failed to acknowledge the past of slavery.
In Davis’ words, slavery makes white Americans feel guilty and Black Americans feel ashamed, and we treat it as though speaking about it would invite its return. It is this collective attitude of “moving on” for a variety of reasons, as though slavery is something that we, as a country, have triumphed over, that has prevented us from seeing the ways that slavery is still present within the social, economic, and political structures that structure the present-day America.
It is at this point that Davis returned to familiar ground. Drawing on the work of Douglas Blackmon, Davis presented the emergence of the current prison industrial complex from the convict-lease system which exploited the last lines in the Thirteenth Amendment of the United States Constitution, enabling slavery “except as punishment for a crime."To this end, Davis argued that slavery never actually "ended,” it was perpetuated through a new system of incarceration, imprisonment, and legal apparatuses designed to cloak slavery from view. As Davis said:
“How can slavery be abolished by an amendment that is only six lines long?”
The truth of the matter was that the convict-lease system, which enabled the use of convicted prisoners as unpaid laborers, was the further perpetuation of the institution of slavery. It caused the local police to prosecute African-Americans on increasingly dubious legal standing resulting in the generation of the increasingly restrictive and racist laws during Reconstruction and on into the Jim Crow era (a name which she described as an oxymoron, since Jim Crow was a blackface character). To this end, the legal apparatus of the convict-lease system served the purpose of not only controlling Black bodies, but generating the labor force necessary to rebuild and modernize the South. This is a role that the prison-industrial complex still serves in our era.
But it wasn’t just the Black bodies that were managed by this legal apparatus: yellow bodies, brown bodies, even poor white bodies were subject to the structures of the convict-lease system, as they are today. Thus, for Davis, resistance is a necessity. And not just mere violent resistance that seeks to demolish the structures, but transformative resistance that seeks to transform the conditions of society so that these structures of oppression cannot be reproduced. To this end, Davis argued that this form of resistance is not merely the resistance of one group, but must include all groups oppressed not only along the lines of race, but along the lines of gender, sexuality, religion, disability and class.
True resistance, under Davis’ conception, would have to be intersectional and coalition-building, as the structures generated by slavery that evolved into the prison-industrial complex extend through-out American society and the world. She offered the example of the Israel-Gaza barrier, which uses the same technologies as the US-Mexico border fence, as the “largest open-air prison in the world,” cementing the link between the technologies that emerged from the American institution of slavery and the perpetuation of oppression world-wide.
Thus, as she concluded her talk, Davis urged us to recognize the interconnections between all of our social justice projects, as they all have common linkages within the structure of oppression as exported through US/American culture. For Davis, it is a historical fact that the failure to transform the conditions that enabled slavery has resulted in the rearticulation of the institution of slavery through multiple forms (including student loan debt), which is then exported beyond the borders of the US, thereby globalizing the prison-industrial complex and slavery itself.
To this end, Davis repeated her call for radical transformation. It is not simply enough to break the structures themselves, the very conditions that enable the construction of the structures must be transformed, and it must be done with a recognition that the very conditions themselves also impoverish those that they benefit. For Davis, under the conditions that enable slavery in our era in its multiple forms, we are all slaves.
But we do need fundamental, psychological revolution, and this revolution is order. And order is peace; and this order, with its virtue and peace, can only come about when you come directly into contact with disorder in your daily life. Then out of that blossoms goodness and then there will be no seeking anymore. For that which is, is sacred.
Look. I’m not trying to be rude, but I am gonna be real.
You saying you’ve lost faith in “humanity” isn’t worth shit. It doesn’t challenge anything, it doesn’t mean anything. Statements like this evaporate the very nature of oppression and dissolve who is oppressor/beneficiary and who is oppressed. The continuous occurrence of black people being killed by white police isn’t some ubiquitous urgency for which all of “humanity” is at fault. White supremacy, white privilege, a virulently anti black economical/social/political system is at fault and all those who validate it, at any time, are at fault.
And honestly, who the fuck are you to declare that you’ve lost faith in humanity? There are many amazing people from Toni Morrison to Cornel West to Angela Davis to Harry Belafonte who have seen the absolute worst American domestic (and foreign, if we’re being real) terrorism has had to offer and they live with hope in their hearts and revolution on their minds everyday. You don’t get to dismiss the amazing work of my elders and the youth of my community because you lost faith. And you don’t get to come into my inbox and bombarde me with your reactionary garbage when you can’t even locate systems at fault and would prefer to lazily dredge up vague concepts like “humanity”. If we don’t have hope, we have nothing. No praxis. Angela Davis has spoken on this topic many times before. About how those who discuss the world as a perpetually stagnant place and throw their hands in defeat are counteractive to any revolutionary thought.
One of her most relevant quotes. “You have to act as if it were possible to radically transform the world. And you have to do it all the time.”
Do I have “faith” in the system? Absolutely not. But I do have faith in the resilience of my people and all oppressed people by Empire, whether we’re talking Pakistan, Mexico, the Congo, Somalia, Palestine, Iraq and beyond. I have faith in the abundance in domestic and transnational solidarity, coalition building and activism that comes from tragedies and injustice. And yes, these are the positives amongst “humanity” which you collectively condemn.
Which leads into my final point, whether or nor you realize it, you mean white people. And your equivalence of white people with “humanity” is actually pretty fucking racist and legitimatizes the dehumanization of everyone who isn’t white, especially black people in this context, which ironically, is how we’re at the point of a black man can get killed on camera and a grand jury in majority decides his life isn’t even worth a trial.
Prompt by anonymous on tumblr:
I think it could be cute if you wrote about them having a conversation soon after he regains his princely form, where they each talk about what they were thinking of each other and the circumstances when certain key moments in the story happened, and how each was so concerned for the other but also kind of wondering what on earth the other was thinking, etc. Haha, I’m sorry, I’m not expressing myself very clearly, but if you want you could try to do something with that…?
A/N: Thank you, dear Anon! Sorry it took me awhile to finally write this. I so appreciate this prompt. I’m not sure if this is quite what you had in mind, but I hope you like the tangential path where my muse led me. Enjoy!
He’s leaning back in his usual reading chair, his feet unceremoniously propped atop the desk in front of him, as he studiously pores over one of the larger books in the collection that he’s determined to finish.
She has to bite her bottom lip to keep herself from giggling at that wonderfully adorable little furrow between his eyebrows already in place. He’s so deep in concentration, completely oblivious to her presence as she tip-toes a little closer. Like the morning she found him in the rose garden reading about King Arthur, it’s easy and natural to be playful with him. And lately, particularly during quieter moments like this, he seems almost childlike, so full of wonder and open to a world he’s been isolated from for too long.
I have tried to collect a comprehensive list of both fiction and non-fiction books that are about trans men or have trans men in them. Despite a lot of research I’m sure I have missed some. If you know of a book that should be on the list please let me know. As a disclaimer I have not read all of these books and cannot speak to how well or poorly they represent trans men.
A Boy Like Me by Jennie Wood
Albert Nobbs by George Moore
Beautiful Music for Ugly Children by Kirstin Cronn-Mills
Becoming Alec by Darwin S. Ward
Busy by Elio Knox
Chasing Death Metal Dreams by Kaje Harper
F2M: The Boy Within by Hazel Edwards and Ryan Kennedy
Holding Still for as Long as Possible by Zoe Whittall
I am J by Cris Beam
I Know Very Well How I Got My Name by Elliot DeLine
If We Shadows by D.E Atwood
Lost Boi by Sassafras Lowry
Morgan in the Mirror by C.C. Saint-Clair
Parrot Fish by Ellen Wittlinger
Portside by Elyan Smith
Refuse by Elliot DeLine
Sacred Country by Rose Tremain
Something Beautiful by Andrew Jericho
Some of the Parts by T. Cooper
Stone Butch Blues: A Novel by Leslie Feinberg
The Art of Being Normal by Lisa Williamson
The Best Boy Every Made by Rachel Eliason
The Collection: Short Fiction from the Transgender Vanguard edited by Tom Leger and Riley MacLeod
Transparency by Ethan Stone and Sara York
Trumpet by Jackie Kay
Two Boys Kissing by David Levithan
Wandering Son by Takako Shimura
Where No One Knows by Jo Ramsey
Balancing on the Mechitza: Transgender in Jewish Community by Noach Dzmura
Beyond Magenta: Transgender Teens Speak Out by Susan Kuklin
Blue Water Dreams by Dena Hankins
Body Alchemy: Transsexual Portraits by Loren Cameron
Female-to-Male Transgender People’s Experiences in Australia: A National Study by Tiffany Jones, Andrea del Pozo de Bolger, Tinashe Dune, Amy Lykins, and Gail Hawkes
Finding Masculinity: Female to Male Transition in Adulthood edited by Alexander Walker and Emmett J.P. Lundberg
From the Inside Out: Radical Gender Transformation, FtM and Beyond edited by Morty Diamond
FTM: Female-to-Male Transsexuals in Society by Aaron Devor
How Beautiful the Ordinary: Twelve Stories of Identity edited by Michael Cart
In a Queer Time and Place: Transgender Bodies, Subcultural Lives by J. Jack Halberstam
Just One of the Guys?: Transgender Men and the Persistence of Gender Inequality by Kristen Schilt
Letters to my Brothers: Transitional Wisdom in Retrospect edited by Megan M. Rohrer
Manning Up: Transsexual Men on Finding Brotherhood, Family, and Themselves edited by Zander Keig & Mitch Kellaway
Self-Made Men: Identity and Embodiment among Transsexual Men by Henry Rubin
Sex Changes: The Politics of Transgenderism by Patrick Califia-Rice
Sons of the Movement: FtMs Risking Incoherence on a Post-Queer Cultural Landscape by Jean Bobby Noble
The Nearest Exit May Be Behind You by S. Bear Bergman
The Other Me by Suzanne van Rooyen
The Transgender Men’s Guide to Life: Coming Out and Socially Transitioning Towards Your True Gender by Leo Castana
The Transgender Men’s Guide to Life: Decision-Making and Goal-Setting white Transitioning Towards Your True Gender by Leo Castana
The Transgender Men’s Guide to Life: Overcoming Doubt and Negative Thoughts to Begin Transitioning Towards Your True Gender by Leo Castana
Transition and Beyond: Observations on Gender Identity by Reid Vanderburgh
Trans/Portraits: Voices by Transgender Communities edited by Jackson Wright Shultz
Transmen and FTMs: Identities, Bodies, Genders and Sexualities by Jason Cromwell
Transitioning Female-to-Male in Australia by Craig Andrews
Non-Fiction: Memoirs & Autobiographies
A Self Made Man: The Story of a Man Born in a Woman’s Body by Paul Hewitt
Becoming a Visible Man by Jamison Green
Being by Zach Ellis
Both Sides Now: One Man’s Journey Through Womanhood by Dhillon Khosla
Bumbling into Body Hair: A Transsexual’s Memoir by Everett Maroon
Dear Sir or Madam by Mark Nicholas Alban Rees
Emergence: A Transsexual Autobiography by Mario Martino
In from the Wilderness: Sherman by David E. Weekly
Labor of Love: The Story of One Man’s Extraordinary Pregnancy by Thomas Beatie
Just Add Hormones: An Insider’s Guide to the Transsexual Experience by Matt Kailey
Nina Here nor There: My Journey Beyond Gender by Nick Krieger
Paralian: Not Just Transgender by Liam Klenk
Real Man Adventures by T. Cooper
Second Son: Transitioning Toward My Destiny, Love and Life by Ryan Sallans
Some Assembly Requires: The Not-So-Secret Life of a Transgender Teen by Arin Andrews
Teeny Weenies and Other Short Subjects by Matt Kailey
The Making of a Man: Notes on Transsexuality by Maxim Februari
The Testosterone Files: My Hormonal and Social Transition from Female to Male by Max Wolf Valerio
Thoughts Through Transition: The Writings of a Mentor by Sir Ledonvito
Transition: The Story of How I Became a Man by Chaz Bono
Transman - Bitesize: The Story of a Woman who Became a Man by Rico Paris
Two Truths and a Lie by Scott Turned Schofield
What Took You So Long? A Girl’s Journey into Mahood by Raymond Thompson
Non-Fiction: Medical Transition
Hung Jury: Testimonies of Genital Surgery by Transsexual Men edited by Trystan T. Cotton
Masculinizing Hormonal Therapy For the Female to Male Transgendered by Sheila Kirk
Medical Therapy and Health Maintenance for Transgender Men by R. Gorton, J. Buth, and D. Spade.
The Phallus Palace: Female to Male Transsexuals by Dean Kotula
Non-Fiction: Family and Relationships
Gendered Hearts: Transgendered, Transsexual and Gender Variant Writers on Sex, Love, and Relationships edited by Morty Diamond
The Gender Trap: The Moving Autobiography of Chris and Cathy the World’s First Known Transsexual Parents by Chris Johnson and Cathy Brown
Trans Forming Families: Real Stories about Transgendered Love Ones by Mary Boenke
The Transgender Child: A Handbook for Families and Professionals by Stephanie Brill and Rachel Pepper
Trans/Love: Radical Sex, Love & Relationships Beyond the Gender Binary edited by Morty Diamond
Queerly Beloved: A Love Story Across Genders by Diane and Jacob Anderson-Minshall
What Becomes You by Aaron Raz-Link and Hilda Raz
Non-Fiction: Trans History
A Strange Sort of Being: The Transgender Life of Lucy Anne/Joseph Israel Lobdell, 1829-1912 by Bambi L. Lobdell
Charley’s Choice: The Life and Times of Charley Parkhurst by Fern J. Hill
From Female to Male: The Life of Jack Bee Garland by Louis Sullivan
Michael nee Laura: The Story of the World’s First Female to Male Transsexual by Liz Hodgkinson.
Suits Me: The Double Life of Billy Tipton by Diane Wood Middlebrook
The First Man-Made Man: Love Story of Two Sex Changes, One Love Affair, and a Twentieth-century Medical Revolution by Pagan Kennedy