cybertruck in the wild
concrete bike/carriage ramp in parc Lafontaine
cute westmount mansion: only thing missing is a rooftop garden
she-ra 😍
bon sequitur
run with the fishes in the fields of your wishes
je t’aime
ouai ouai ouai ouai
space pupp
moving to the damn beach
to live among good people
current life-saving mantra
scrambled eggs
what my brain feels like when experiencing acute traumatic stress
it’s temporary, thank goodness, but devastating
panicked, like a trapped and cornered animal, essentially.
i’m learning to recognize dangerous people and immediately take measures to protect myself and move to a healthier environment rather than freezing and allowing the behaviour and abuse to continue for months on end.
Self-defence against Machiavellian personalities, I need to fuckin’ master it.
of course what I admire most in a good band is their ability to work in perfect harmony with each other to create something beautiful together
a trait I struggle greatly with
I was raised to resist peer pressure and resist doing the same thing that everybody else is doing. It’s not an inherent trait, I was taught to behave this way. Resist peer pressure.
There must be a way to teach children to be individuals and think for themselves, but also play well with others.
anyway.
I admire a group of people who work in perfect harmony together to create a beautiful thing. Not just music, but pretty much anything useful or pretty or interesting.
this set by Sylvan Esso has brought immeasurable joy over the past few years, as I watch it again for the 100th time
dragging my sorry ass back up from the depths of a very bad headspace.
in touch, strong, but uplifting, healthy vibes. need more energy like this in my life.
primordial bile
I am the blood
Flowing through my fingers
All through the soil
Up in those trees
I am electricity
And I am light
I are sound itself
And I are flight
feeling this so much
don’t let the death cult make you meanspirited enough to wish death on others or yourself, lesson learned, there, too
cult of life/love or gtfo
I don’t believe in religion or the supernatural but I do believe being a good person matters in the grand scheme of things, even if it doesn’t seem like so in this lifetime.
again, I am drawn towards Buddhism which contains not one word of violence or hatred towards non-believers.
might be something to it.
seeing stuff like this, which is appalling, is also very sobering and makes me check myself
I may be a wee bit angry at some bullies and creeps, but not stupid or angry enough to get up on stage and incite a public audience to chant death threats at Canadians or Jews or Muslims. Definitely not cool, despite my own rage, definitely not something I support or would do myself.
This is not Canadian behaviour or Canadian culture.
This is a deportable offence.
stay away from cokeheads and Catholics, is the life lesson, I guess
or worse, Cokehead Catholics 😬💩🤷♀️
to put the ways of childhood behind me: wanton naïveté (womanchild syndrome) is self-defeating and harmful rather than cute and hedonistic. I see it now.
