Glittering fragments in chaotic, unstable orbit. A sharp friend with a fungal halo. πŸ”ž

I do what I am: πŸͺžπŸ•ΈοΈπŸ—οΈπŸͺ‘πŸ”ͺπŸ„πŸŽ­πŸŒ™πŸ©Έ


The world is made worse by the insistence that there must always be some Ground Truth against which one compares their subjective experience.

"Am I REALLY trans or..."
There is no such thing.
"Am I REALLY plural or..."
There is no such thing.
"Am I REALLY a Good Person or..."
There is no such thing.
"Am I REALLY a..."

These are all artificially constructed categories. The labels don't matter. Does the framework help? That's what matters.


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