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Shit man. Sometimes my own brain gets so damn annoying that the only way to silence the maddening spirals is to give up on wakefulness entirely. But then as my tousled head hits my plump pillow my mind explodes with such nonsense that not even the sandman dare sprinkle me with his magic dust lest he be sucked into my neurotic musings. Stuck forever in the vortex of stress, guilt, hope,delusion...
Face deep in Angela Davis books. My thesis is like a ghost who is haunting me. I need it to take shape, turn from a spektor causing stress to a crossed off checklist. In other news. The administration installed giant touch screen computers at the entrance of the library. My response- a small taped note letting them know I would rather have had another librarian. Just sayin.
It seems to me that the best art is political and you ought to make it...– Toni Morrison
Adults are terribly confused, messed up people. That’s because they forget,...– Dylan Moran To B. Nickerson From Z, with love.
I have been thinking about anger recently. How women are not supposed to be angry. I have been angry. It is an emotion I have felt. I would not describe myself as an “angry person” but because I have shown anger there are people who would describe me as such. Feminist are often pigeon hold as the “angry women”. I have been thinking about how my critique is often seen as...
Breaking: The FBI has seized a server belonging to...
occupyallstreets: Read More Riseup.net, mayfirst.org, and the ECN (European Counter Network) have all been seized. Looks like everybody needs to start brushing up on their telepathy skills!
Lovers, Lunatics and poets are all made of the same stuff.– Bhagat Singh
It must be awful, being a homophobe. Having to spend all that time obsessing...– Charlie Brooker, in ‘Some people are gay in space. Get over it’, comments on the reaction to news that video game players can now identify as LGBT. (via guardiancomment)
FREE MUMIA ABU JAMAL. How I wish I had the funds to go to this. Anyone in the DC area, this is going to be something to remember.
“Love is contraband in hell, cause love is an acid that eats away bars. But you, me and tomorrow hold hands and make vows that struggle will multiply. The hacksaw has blades. The shotgun has two barrels. We are pregnant with freedom. We are a conspiracy.” -Assata Shakur
Black birds flit in and out of the wet, dark, earth. Jutting cliffs embrace the swollen sea. Opalescent at twilight, the horizon extends to a deep blue. I am perched on a rock, fingers frozen as a light, salty air gently tousles my hair. The deep booming of waves gives way to light crashes. Pure white foam dances on the rocks before receding. The never ending rhythm. As green ice plants...
Justice for Trayvon Martin
The unchecked murder of black men is in this countries very soil. This is symptomatic of a white supremacist system. I call for justice. But what does justice mean? My definition of justice will never put someone in a cage. My definition of justice would not recreate harm, would not never grow the prison industrial complex. I have so many questions, with only vague, un-sketched, answers. What...
My spirit animal has been decided. I will hereby be known as a snapping sloth. That is to say the offspring of a snapping turtle and a sloth. That is all.
From Crime and Criminals
“The first work I ever did in the prison slave pen was a lie, that foisted a fraud upon the citizens who bought the product of my labor. There is a deep-seated repugnance in the heart of every really normal and decent person against wearing prison-made goods; there is a feel and smell of blood about them discernible to the souls if not to the physical sense of men. So prison-made goods are...
Sometimes reality is just to harsh. The lines are too straight, the angles too fixed. So I pretended lavender plants were toothbrushes for fairies and that every car had a personality. That the number one had delusions of grandeur and the number five was always busy keeping the rest of them in line. I pretended that daisy’s could tell my fortune, and if I stepped on a crack, I would...
Can’t get enough.
As the unmarked category against which difference is constructed, whitenss never...– The Possessive Investment in Whiteness, George Lipsitz
Some people will never understand the kind of super power it takes for some...– Andrea Gibson.
I had a dream last night that I bought a graphic novel that told the story of the Attica Rebellion. I will write it if someone will draw it.