these tracks to pull your bike up/down staircases are excellent
biquette
flock of sheep in parc Maisonneuve
free compost in parc Maisonneuve
my concord grape vine
thrift find, love it
nerd things
hochelaga
noblesse oblige
I have studied every major religion under the sun and it is the Bodhisattva Vow that calls to me the strongest because it is unencumbered by sadomasochistic dogma eg. bodily mutilation
Sentient beings are numberless; I vow to save them.
when I was a kid I thought my grandmother Bernice Cloutier resembled Madonna Ciccone
Only to find out that Madonna is indeed my biological cousin. 10th cousin 1x removed, to be exact.
It gets wilder, believe it or not.
if you have enough time to develop fetishes and masturbate all day and larp like an adult child while the people in your own community are dying of poverty on the streets, you’re the sicko actually.
I spent several years living with tech bro Burning Man fetishist sickos who were entirely reward/money/fame-motivated and sneared at me in derision because I did volunteer work at a local meals-on-wheels non-profit and other volunteer opportunities, telling me I was an idiot for working for free as they ignored people suffering in their own community.
Not just out of touch with humanity, but DELIBERATELY, consciously out of touch, on purpose, because they truly believe they are better than everyone else to the point where they don’t care if impoverished people simply cease to exist or die.
Very little compassion for people in their OWN community, never mind other communities around the world.
Tech bros don’t care if you die, so long as they got theirs, go fuck yourselves.
BDSM fetishists are mentally ill and harmful to society, yes, is my argument and I’m sticking to it.
Sorry, pervert freaks, you’re the ones who are sick in the head, actually.
living your best life, an even better life than the people who hate you, is the absolute best revenge
only the nicest people here, such a nice, high-trust society in this region that I am not even going to name it because I’m moving here to live in peace with others. no haters allowed.
i totally get it now.
shunning the one who doesn’t fit
nature is healing. by nature, i mean, me.
My family gave their lives, died to defend Quebec and Canada, lest we forget indeed
My great grandmother and grandma Bernice Cloutier in Verdun (possibly NDG) early 1950’s
My great aunt Muriel who worked as a highland dancing girl for The Bay on Ste-Catherine street in the early 1900’s from what I recall, I’m not 100% sure, need to check in with my fam.
My cousin Kirk Murray, working out in the yard at Bordeaux prison
In his defence, the men he murdered tried to kill Kirk’s dog first. Or so the story goes.
18, 19, 20 and 21 years old.
So young.
Crazy what cocaine can do to a generation of youth. Turns them into violent hoodlums.
Don’t touch cocaine, kids.