05/07/2026
theres a lot of things that dont resonate with my spirit in this culture, but ultimately i would like to more lucidly delineate between when I act and communicate from love, and when i act and communicate from fear. in my dream drum and draw video recap post: i see love and communion, something pure and loving and open. But in a recent facebook post about needing to acquire insurance for vending: i honestly see myself communicating from fear, though my thoughts on the endless human paper trail and its distracting dehumanizing nature are true to me, i find myself asking, how would that post read if my expressions bent toward love without dismissing my feelings? is self sacrifice loving? Can anger be channeled into loving communication? it feels more and more that we (i) get swept away in the fervor of hot takes and cleverness and judgement (and I sooo want to be the king of cleverness and righteousness at times) but...i want to ask myself more and more how to inject love into the thoughts, acts, and conversations that I engage in, even when the topic lands like fire on my heart. to act from love. to act from love can mean so many things, but there are many more things that I know do not come from love, but from fear. and to know that line is the journey i will take on right from this moment. Please to those who actually care to know and support me, hold me to this. there are times looking through eyes of love feels like wearing a mask, but i believe love requires an element of practice in a culture where anxiety, hatred, and discord hold so much attention, that the mask will need time and wear to mold to the face, or perhaps the face will mold to the mask, either way. I think love has much more to it than just being “nice” all the time, but, i yearn to feel a sense of oneness and kinship with all that is, even if it isn’t exactly as I wish it would be.
❤️🌀🫶🏼🌀❤️
