jenny holzer
Can everyone who's mean to me just get fed to the beast omfggggggg
I write about men and love as a declaration of profound gratitude to the males in my life with whom I do the work of love. Much of my thinking about maleness began in childhood when I witnessed the differences in the ways my brother and I were treated. The standards used to judge his behavior were much harsher. No male successfully measures up to patriarchal standards without engaging in an ongoing practice of self-betrayal. In his boyhood my brother, like so many boys, just longed to express himself. He did not want to conform to a rigid script of appropriate maleness. As a consequence he was scorned and ridiculed by our patriarchal dad. In his younger years our brother was a loving presence in our household, capable of expressing emotions of wonder and delight. As patriarchal thinking and action claimed him in adolescence, he learned to mask his loving feelings. He entered that space of alienation and antisocial behavior deemed “natural” for adolescent boys. His six sisters witnessed the change in him and mourned the loss of our connection. The damage done to his self-esteem in boyhood has lingered throughout his life, for he continues to grapple with the issue of whether he will define himself or allow himself to be defined by patriarchal standards.
— The Will to Change by bell hooks
just chewed on my lip until it bled and my mom said it’s okay it will heal in a few days. painfully reminded the body really does just heal itself over and over again. theres somebody whos been trying to save me all along and its me
every time someone tells me they love me, however casual it may be, it feels like the world comes to a halt for a second . someone Loves me . me ! how wonderful
what are you even supposed to do when youre angry. cant scream at anyone cos im not a dick. cant break anything cos i paid money for that. cant rip my hair out cos i need it on my head. literally what now
Émile François Chambon (1905-1993) — The Key to Dreams [oil and card laid on panel, 1982]
— Steven Espada Dawson, from Elegy for the Four Chambers of My Brothers Heart
im putting a fruit sticker on you. im sprinkling blades of grass on you. im offering wedges of my tangerine to you. etc.
ive been cultivating a new look in 2023 called guy who gets killed with spear
The two times i loved you the most in a car thursday
you understand.
Before you say “religion”...
Take a moment and ask yourself a few questions:
- Do you mean just 1 religion?
- Do you know enough about the all worlds religions to make a potentially harmful generalization about all of them?
- Are you making assumptions about other religions based off of your experience with one religion?
- Are you making assumptions about other religions and cultures based on your limited experience with a single person or group of people from said religion or culture?
- Are you taking out your valid frustrating, anger, hurt, and pain with one religious group on people who have nothing to do with it by making a generalization?
If you don’t actually mean the every single one of the vast, diverse, multi-faceted religions in the world, don’t make a blanket statement and list the one(s) you mean specifically. This also goes for using ‘grouping’ labels that do not apply, like Abrahamic, etc.