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severely deficient in whatever vitamin makes u a person
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land spirits do not have to be dramatic.
sometimes reverence for land starts very simply:
learning the names of local plants. noticing where water gathers. thanking a tree before taking from it. picking up trash. leaving a place better than you found it. sitting quietly long enough to feel the mood of the land.
animism is not always spectacle.
sometimes it is relationship, attention, and care.
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i have understood so many things about online leftist culture by the fact that when i said "your local community has people you will morally and politically disagree with but you cannot lock them out of accessing any tangible service you’re organising" one of the tags responding said "this isn’t about proshippers in here you’re not welcome" like. folks. focus with me. some of us are homeless here.
There's a disconnect happening here because the primary function of social media for most casual users is to form a circle of friends around the usual things that friendships are built on: shared interests and lifestyles and ideas of what is important and what is unacceptable. When people are mainly doing leftism on social media, this encourages thinking of leftism as centered around establishing high-minded social clubs.
For anyone who still isn't getting it from someone who helps people IRL: There's a difference between whom you're helping to feed at the mealshare and whom you're choosing to hang out with for fun after the mealshare. You don't have to invite a hungry person with opinions you don't like to play board games with you, but you do have to help keep them from starving if you're serious about leftist organizing.
[Image ID: Tumblr reply with username blocked out reading: *volunteering at the soup kitchen, holding a bowl hesitantly to my chest* what do you think about age gaps in ships /End ID]
Gypsies are found near heaven 1976 dir. Emil Loteanu
I understand the spange game has changed, and plenty of travel kids I know are trying the whole livestream spange tactic. I get it. I know it's survival. But I hate fake shit so much.
I always wanna tell lonies "Hey, don't watch anything online that has to do with vanlife, hitchhiking, train hopping, dumpster diving, pan handling, or being homeless in general. That's all misconstrued and some of it is probably fake because there are many poser yuppies who wanna be like us. Instead, go out and get involved in your community and keep an eye out for anyone on the streets. Talk to them. Get to know them. Learn about what they might need. And for fuck's sake, stop trying to just go off on your own for a 'fun adventure' just because you watched some videos. You don't know wtf you're doing. We're an actual community that mentors each other because we're fuck ups struggling to survive."
But one, lonies just don't get it.
Two, not super keen on trying to disrupt e spange.
Three, it's not that serious, and I just hope I die soon anyhow. So, big whoop.
I still think of the time someone asked me "is that why oogles are atheists?"
And I thought they were trying to pick a fight with me until they explained they thought oogle was what we (train kids) refer to ourselves as because they heard a group of train kids calling each other that.
They also revealed the fact that they're a rubber tramp, and it all made way more sense.
I was reminded of this interaction by a post of a lonie who had clearly tried out rubber tramping and spanging for less than a year decided to share their "wisdom" on panhandling in different parts of the country 😭
They were also like "car camping is best" when they were talking about common sense shit for finding a place to sleep.
Homeless?
Unemployed?
Just buy a car! Everyone has car money lying around. Don't be homeless. Don't sleep outside. Just get a car.
Because cars are so easy to maintain, and some of us totally aren't out here due to mental difficulties, some of which literally make driving difficult.
I still think of the time someone asked me "is that why oogles are atheists?"
And I thought they were trying to pick a fight with me until they explained they thought oogle was what we (train kids) refer to ourselves as because they heard a group of train kids calling each other that.
They also revealed the fact that they're a rubber tramp, and it all made way more sense.
The loneliness of liminal creatures is fascinating
“There are such a lot of things that have no place in summer and autumn and spring. Everything that’s a little shy and a little rum. Some kind of night animals and people that don’t fit in with others and that nobody really believes in. They keep out of the way all year. And then when everything’s quiet and white and the nights are long and most people are asleep - then they appear.“
Tove Jansson: Moominland Midwinter.
It's the funniest thing.
Yesterday, I was doing research on the local nation in the area I've been kicking it around. I just so happened to come across an event advert for that day. It was an open community event on the rez. It was supposed to be a cultural exchange between Korean visitors and the local tribe.
I ended up going mainly for the drumming, dancing, and to possibly connect with the locals (powwows are notoriously great for that, and I'm a sucker for a powwow). I figured the inclusion of Korean culture was a bit of a sign that I should definitely go.
Because the thing is for the entirety of my teenage existence, I was learning Korean because I was REALLY intent on attending university in Korea. I'd even ended up getting into Taekwondo, and my teacher and his wife were trying to help prepare me so that I could get a job at a dojang in Korea.
It never worked out for a plethora of reasons. The biggest one being money. Myself and my family simply could not afford any of it. Plus, when I hit 18, my already shaky mental health seemed to worsen, and I was struggling just to function in general. Also, dropping out of highschool kinda threw things off.
Anyhow, I went to the event. I went right to work introducing myself and lending some help with setting up. Everyone was really cool, and getting to join in on the all-inclusive dance portion of the drumming was the highlight of it all for me. Overall, I was chill mostly just hanging back and observing (you know, as a visitor, of course).
But oh boy, I've really been out of the loop because I totally let myself forget how awesome Koreans are. Once I started speaking some Korean with the Korean guests to be polite, the ajummas were super sweet trying to get me involved and get to know me and feeding me extra snacks. One ajumma was extremely kind and even pushed me to get involved in the board breaking portion.
I've been missing doing Taekwondo like hardcore for all these years. I'd continued to practice whenever I could, but that alone really is never the same as being a part of a team. So, that was a really beautiful taste of what I've been missing so badly all these years.
I've always carried a bit of melancholy over the fact that I never got to be a part-time Taekwondo teacher studying in Korea. But I'm far more grateful that I ended up running away and meeting Obie. Finding him was like magic. I would never trade that.
But it's amazing how I just happened upon such a warm and familiar experience that had seemed so hopelessly distant throughout all these years.
Honestly, a lot of my experiences this year seem to have been bringing me full circle. The experience feels like a really wonderful parting gift from this world.
An unintentionally ominous sign I saw recently
Like two years ago I ran into a salamander biologist in the woods who complimented my ability to 'walk quietly in the forest while causing minimal disturbance to the leaf litter.' Still goes to my head.