COMRADES & LOVERS

i feel gratitude that this is my life…..

i wonder why i was ever discontent….why scarcity ever had such a chokehold, how it still manages to seduce me now and again…i want to be rid of it completely. i burned it and other [things] i am releasing in a candle laid on my fresh altar last night. The night of the Winter Solstice in the Northern Hemisphere. The wax poured all over and down onto my dancing heels and the fireplace, but i just laughed. It cleans up fine. A little tedious but im starting to see that all of life IS tedium and i think, well i have a hunch that, THAT is how…maybe its more accurate to say Where…Humor was born. 

It’s now 12:32 pm on Dec 22 , 2024. i like documenting things like that. 

i appreciate archives. i adore libraries. The whole concept of preservation feels correct to me. Not stagnation or unquestioned tradition simply for the sake of them though.

No, i’m not a fan of that. 

RIP TO THE LIBRARY OF ALEXANDRIA - I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU. I LOVE YOU. 

There is something honorable about commitment. But blind adherence? Never dissecting? Refusing to stop, review, process, apologize or mend errors? That seems so counterintuitive. Something counter to living….and no that’s not death - death is as much a integral part of life as breathing or birth. But i feel that, especially in this day and age where we have done so many unforgivable, unchangeable wrongs to one another in the names of Science, Religion, God, Progress, Peace, Hope, The Future, The Children - that there are no Great Lightning Bolts coming to strike the wicked down on sight. Or, perhaps it’s that the lighting strike typically looks like a promotion or monetary award/recognition followed by a few years, maybe even a generation of increasing wealth, but always paired with rapidly declining health, beauty, morals, shit personality and a total starvation of any genuine human connection. That’s what i mean when i say the meditation: No one suffers more than the illusioned. IRREGARDLESS! Or better yet, THEREFORE! The data doesn't support treating people like statistics. Nope. No siree. Business isn't as usual. It can't be. That's stagnation.

Terrible for ROI. 

In 20 minutes i have to catch my bus to martial arts class but do not fret - i will lay out my thoughts on the above information forthwith. Quick sidebar before i go, if any of you are gene-splicing people, i would really like to build a boyfriend from the wit/rugged weird artsy punk sexiness that is Noel Fielding, the intellectual cunning and passion of Jeffrey Sachs, the flavor & otherworldly beauty of Middle Eastern OR African men, and the jouissance of an Inglewood Papi - that’d be *chefs kiss*

And maybe you’re like “SLiNK wtf that don’t make no type of sense - how does this have anything to do with Marxism?”

And i will say: i am not a marxist, but it is alllllll class consciousness luv. If the state is a construct, and it is, then so are all notions of nationality and/or homogeneity. Homeostasis is defined as balance and harmony achieved with diversity in support of the ecosystem as a whole - via the thriving micro ecosystems within it. Now, in the State as we know and experience it today in Western society - the individual or micro ecosystem sacrifices its wellbeing for the sake of the conglomerate aka a corporation or -ism (hence the birth of the foul and diabolical atrocity that is Corporate Personhood). Now, sure this can lead to immediate profit booms but there will always be dramatic crashes - because its unsustainable and a truly regressive and downright idiotic business “strategy”. But that is Capitalism. Capitalism is dependent on exploitation and Imperialism is the penetration of Capitalism into non-western economies in an effort to further exploit their labor, resources and culture. Neo-liberalism is this phenomena we see now where everything is a market, everything can be capitalized on. This started becoming more apparent via click bait, then people getting paid for being streamed (“liked”) by others, now we have disaster capitalism - rent skyrocketing due to natural disasters or pandemics, charging for bail, insurance in general (as they capitalize off the worst days of our lives or as we prepare for some disaster that we are constantly told could strike at any moment). Or how a blue-collar third generation welder could ever think a generational billionaire president could ever empathize with their life experiences or goals. This is class betrayal and it’s all rooted in miseducation and willfully erased context. So i argue that this all started with the Renaissance. There has always been classism. As tribal feudalism dominated the Ancient world, Europe destroyed and dominated itself - forcing their own rich cultures (while permanently excluding others like Russians, Armenians, Polish and Slavic peoples) into this weird disease called “Whiteness” and systemacizing it over centuries. But as the sun set on the middle ages, there formed a moment of hope - a trade outside of survival was formed. The Artist (wildly different from the artisan and for me, this is why i believe painting, as an artform not as a design or function, will never die but that’s another story for another time). So anyway, when artists began to sell not just their talents, but their souls for recognition and fame - but the double edged sword of that is they furthered the agenda of whatever kingdom they were subject to. Michael Angelo complained of this plight constantly and was hated by the church who exploited the hell out of his talent so they could brainwash the illiterate masses. Sounds exactly like graphic designs, ad creators, content creators, ad makers, advertisement professionals, mainstream journalists, vanity blog writers and those fucking spiritual by-passing, green-washing, neo-liberal, escapism terrorists that tell everyone to move to Thailand or Puerto Rico for their yoga retreat as they decimate the local economy and further the narrative of “If it gets hard - move.” narrative that has completely rotted away any concept of community in American society.

i can't remember if i’ve shared this with you already or not but idgaf here it is again bc it makes contextual sense & 2. i love Tom Robbins:

okay! That feels good for me 🙂 i’m gonna bake this bread, do my yin yoga and then go be sexyfunhotsauce with my good friends and go pet alpacas. Get ur life up Jit. xoxoxo