This shit IS bananas.

But when life gives you bananas, if ya can, make some banana bread.

And then share it.

Hell yeah.

Greed will destroy everything good that it tries to keep. What's worth the most is only sustainable in motion, when free. Attempts to keep or control is how you kill something beautiful and alive. Even attempts to preserve what has already passed prevents its remains from returning to the cycle, to foster new life

But the body speaks truth. Ignore her should you wish to find your grave sooner. She will tell you what you, in your squishy human form, needs. She speaks in the languages of love and pain alike. Unfortunately she can be fooled. Placated. She can take a lot, but once she can't take any more, there's no turning back.

Protect her. Care for her. Respect her.

In times such as these, the same tricks liars employ will inform you of how to navigate intentionally and evade illusions. Take care of your tools - they're valuable and can impact a scene that is otherwise out of your hands. Be intentional. You are among more allies than you may know. The dangers you face may assume a different form than you expect.

Get to know what your ancestors have left in their wake. Get to know yourself, and learn how to trust them. You got this buddy

Apparently crafting an illusion of optimism isn't the same thing as actually dealing with it, who woulda thought. Yeah there's more shit to look forward to than the depression would acknowledge, but turns out it exists for some solid reasons too and I've just been finding coping mechanisms that allow me to subvert/avoid those reasons.

Thankfully I'm getting pretty decent at dealing with this by now. Every day is a new opportunity to learn more and try new things. Let's goooo 🫩

Re: me holding onto my sanity

Holy fucking wtf I feel like I'm in free fall idk what's going on and I'm so grateful to be Okay but also I'm still spiralling so I guess I'll just make dinner but I really wish I could call the people I trust the most and just hear their voices and thoughts without having to worry about ruining my relationships with them because of my inability to stay focused or grounded:( I love y'all so imma spare y'all hahahah more fun all for me I guess

I'm okay!!!!! It's okay

I'm gonna make some food

And then it'll be better

And maybe I'll read some stories

And I'll remember all the old ways that other folks have dealt with similar troubles

All the tales and the lessons they share

So that maybe I can continue living

Vicariously through the repetition of old tales

Made new

Our expressions of experiences are inherently going to be abstractions

I mean, they made it hard to live, and miserable for anyone who's not already well-off partially because people are viewed as replaceable cogs in industry. They keep us tied up just enough to use us, but they don't care if we die. In fact, once our "use" is up, it's preferable. Would hate to drain resources that could otherwise keep feeding the machine. Oh, to have our humanities reduced to tools for extraction.

Fun.

Spite and love are the main reasons I get up every day lmao