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think anyone but a centaur is on shit like this

🫷😮‍💨🤙

sun slider who could it be butt

angular houses reveal?

#asknostr

if my tenth house is ♈️

the others are clear

😌

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is a girl allowed to be a whole person or only half of one

is she allowed to be single? is she allowed to be a spinster? is she allowed to be just an auntie? must she be a mother? is her purpose to be a lover or can she choose to be an artist or an architect or an artist and an architect both. can she do math? can she sing, too? or no

what is it, to inspire?

what is it, to seduce?

what is it, to chase

what is it, to run

in a game of tag, what i like about tag is it switches

ive been told female people are not to chase they are to be chosen

why? do girls not play soccer? can they not chase a ball? should they be prohibited

there are some people who are very serious about the prohibition on women playing lacrosse. that it is a medicine game for men alone. between men. there are others who say otherwise. that girls may play, too.

it wasn't until about five years later that i met someone & with one glance

suddenly felt very impossibly

that they were the unconscious part of my body incarnate as a person

do i have autism?

does everyone know this?

does no one? am i just out to lunch?

fantastical sensitive girl a random stray thought from nowhere doesnt mean anything at all

it's weird you felt that about someone else

let it go

be lucky you dont feel that way again

let it go

to me, a part of me saved me

protected me

& i was cool with that entirely

like ok thats a thing

love that for me

why would my unconscious self not be on my side? arent we us?

part of the body?

our body? our shared body?

i have a story, it is small

when i was in nepal in 2009 i went out walking by myself in the evening

there was a bookstore i had found during the day. not far from where i was staying. a known tourist bustling place. would have people there in the evening. not deserted, not dangerous. fine for me to do according to my own judgement

there was a group of men, 3 of them

younger than me

who came up to me & were very insistent we hang out

i was very kind but very firm about how i did not want to. i wasnt here to follow anyone to a bar. i was enjoying my time alone. after spending an inordinate amount of time, to me, explaining that, they agreed we were parting ways

i left. they stayed where they were

i started walking back to where i was staying, relieved to be free of it & reassessing whether i should ever go anywhere by myself after dark. if i had miscalculated.

it was ok tho. i was fine. i was walking back along the sidewalk. not dawdling. had my wits about me. get back. be alert be present. get back to where you are staying.

suddenly, my body pulled me into a dark alleyway & pressed me up against the wall

me, my self, my consciousness? had no idea wtf happened. i was unconscious to this. but i was obedient. i was still as stone in the shadow that alley wall cast making for an even darker night.

& as i stood there

i saw the 3 young men run by

presumably after me

tho, who can say

when someone passes away, when they die what is lost? a whole world. a whole world of a person. every loved one loses a part of their world. that person, a whole world. a whole ecosystem, a skeleton, organs

emerging from environment

a local environment

what is ours? what is each person the sovereign owner of? their own body. is it a relationship like an "owner" tho? is that accurate? or is it an entire organizing system environment. part of. whole.

when someone's body falls ill

why did that happen? the immune system failed? the immune system didnt detect a new pathogen? the immune system was depleted? or was the body misbehaving? the body has it out for itself? that would be weird. my feeling is we are on the same side as our very own bodies.

embodiment workers say what? to work ~with~ our bodies

to be in relation with them

not dominate thru sheer force of will

to take it easy, to eat well, to be gentle

dancers say what? do they not dance with movement by cocreating with their body? moving how their body wants to move with the music for delight? for pleasure? for fun? if i was dancing & my knee suddenly twinged i would stop. that's my knee saying: im not down with this.

why wouldnt i listen? as a dancer to my very own knee?

thank you

that has been my singular complaint since 2015

that i exist 😌 in equal measure to everyone else as everyone else who exists is in equal measure to me

which idk, may begin

but just ya know

what do i know

as like:

we are both human beings of equal value on planet earth

on topping from the bottom & bottoming from the top, on bdsm that is sane & consensual

do i write a novel called "complaints from the sub department"

fine, i'll adjust no problem

it is not enough to only dance alone in my own house where i have spent my entire life

now i cannot stomp dance or tap dance or drum with my feet

i can only be so light on them as to be barely there at all

not a sound on the wood floor

like a doll

like someone's doll

only not really tho right?

humoring

pretending to be a doll

doll play

pretending to be inanimate & an object as a kink in communication that no one wants to reconcile & unkink

peace

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