i made a choice deep inside

"If what the individual seeks by nature is infinite... the question of contentment does not arise." -The Dalai Lama

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Wilson A. Bentley.  Cloud Study, circa 1915.

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‘Blue Planet’ a beautiful painting by Beth Avary

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Ron Walotsky. Cover for The Blue Star, by Fletcher Pratt. 1969.

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that time when i got out of an abusive 2 year relationship with a toxic manipulator

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Disappear for some time, work on yourself, return unrecognizable.

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Wowweeeeeeeee

I made it back into my blog!!!!! After being locked out for 2 years I randomly magically got back in somehow!!!! YEHOOOOOO!!!

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👁Getting targeted ads for things I’ve spoken about in the privacy of my own bedroom has become the new norm. 👁

My installation, Big Sister’s Lair (at the Museum of Fine Arts in Leipzig, Germany) inside the Virtual Normality: Female Net Artists 2.0 exhibition, seeks to explore the death of privacy and how we’re never truly alone in the era of the smart phone. 

“Big Brother is Watching You”. Yes, we know. 

But Big Sister Is Watching YOU, too. 

*Big Sister is Big Brother’s Big Sister*

And we are ALL Big Sister: Watching them as they watch us. 

A sousveillance. 

While Big Brother is the looming, ever-present gaze of government & tech company data mining, buying and selling our information without consent, Big Sister is the panopticon gaze of the surveilled citizen; staring back at our watched selves. 

This is not about some illogical or selfish fear of personal information being surveilled / sold.  Rather, it is about the violation of citizens rights within this new era ruled by tech companies, and how we as people need to be alert and aware of the shift that’s occurring in the fiberoptic shadows. 

There’s only so much they can take from us without our permission. Keep that third eye open. 👁

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Double rainbow in the hottest place on Earth. Death Valley National Park, CA [OC] (3648x4560) - Elliothawkey

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contemporary white man atheism is all about religion being “illogical”, they’re always going on about how ludicrous it is that god created the universe in 7 days or that heaven could exist or whatever. their “flying spaghetti monster”-style jokes about the silliness of religious imagery and myth. which i find to be the least offensive parts of religion, maybe even the ones i like–i am the kind of person who likes the idea of teaching kids fairy tales, believing in magic, in faeries, in miracles and things larger than us, the coming together of family, of holding certain days sacred for celebration or introspection. of the seasonality of life, the comfort of ritual, sacred foods and places, the symbolic standing in for that which is hard to articulate. 

white man atheists don’t talk much about the parts of religion that deeply offend me–the institutionalized misogyny, the glorification of killing and death, the tolerance and even encouragement of rape and sexual slavery, the preservation of patriarchy as a core value of civilization–except maybe when they talk about how religion encourages war, which is bad because it kills men, of course. white man atheists are perfectly fine with western patriarchy–they always like to make jokes about burkinis– “free” women, of course, love to put their bodies on display for men–they treat the sexualization of women as their birthright. they’re perfectly fine with legal fatherhood and marriage and other misogynist institutions that religion plays a profound role in legitimizing. i really hate how they’ve made it so i don’t want to call myself an atheist, or even a secular humanist, even if that’s what i am. so i just tell people i’m “not religious”, even if that makes it sound like i haven’t put that much thought into it. as if i haven’t thought about it deeply, as if breaking away from the church wasn’t a fundamental experience of my adolescence and young adulthood.