#carrioncore

[solarg0blin]

I also took this picture on the Karlův most, Praha, Czechia :3

[carrion-collective]

consider the crow

fuck, I don't how to do this. but let's try. the other day I woke up in my little bed in my shitty apartment. made the mistake of picking up my phone first (same mistake every morning). dead kids on the news. people joking about world war three (they sound nervous). more ice melting--we're nearing a tipping point. pundits, preachers, politicians all saying they'd like to just . . . get rid of queer folks, and they seem more comfortable proclaiming that every day and--god. I'm already crying. fuck, I've got to work today. just don't think about it. there's nothing I can do, I tell myself. and I get out of bed and feed the cats. I put two slices of bread in the toaster and try not to pick my phone back up. but I'm thinking today, whether I want to be or not. I want to fight--give me the strength of a lion! god, I could kill over this. make me horrible and bristling and radiant and I'll do it, I swear it. but what throat could I tear out that would solve this? okay, okay. then I want to understand--give me the owl's wisdom, maybe then I could see all this at once, maybe I could fix this! but if I could see it all at once, I don't think I could stand it. and even if I had answers (because not just one would be needed, but millions, more), who would listen to me? untangling this in my brain won't untangle it in the world. okay, okay, fine. fine fine fine. make me a sheep, at least--so that while I eat my breakfast I do not have the fucking capacity to think about all this shit, because I don't think I can stand--

my toast is done. smear on some peanut butter, grab some of yesterday's coffee from the fridge. yeahh, the good stuff. eat by the window, stare at the tree branches, and I start to think maybe my sheep prayer has been answered. and that's when I see it, past the branches, in the back street behind the apartment:

there's a crow on the street, pecking away at some trash he must have grabbed out of the dumpster. just absolutely feasting on what might be day-old mcdonalds dregs. he lifts his head, pauses, caws twice. he sounds quite proud of himself. I smile, and think how funny it is that so many people through history, smarter and braver and calmer than me, would be chilled by the sound. bad omens and all. battlefields and corpses. and then something clicks for me. right now, I don't need to be a lion or an owl or a sheep. no. no, fuck it. make me a crow. make me a scavenger. make me resourceful. make me resilient. teach me to take up nothing but trash and refuse and decay and turn it into a boisterous black-feathered life. if I can learn from the crow--the raccoon, the possum, the mushroom--all of those hated and pitied scroungers and survivors and pests--maybe I can hack some home and some hope out of this shit. and maybe I can help someone, at least a little, the way that crow helped me. I don't know what all that means yet, exactly. anarchist action and community support? a little theory and a lot of diy? getting beak-deep in a dumpster while crowing with my birdbrained friends? I guess this place is an attempt to figure it out--to learn from the folks already doing this and helping where I can. blundering onward. caw caw, motherfuckers.

[carrion-collective]

ahahahaaa got laid off from my job CEO sent out an email about "regrettable staff reductions" and didn't even bother to name any of the employees losing their jobs (it was half the department) friends, unionize your workplace. we were just starting the process when the lay-offs came. things are coming together a bit too late for me, but I'm hoping the remaining folks will keep pushing forward. it isn't easy, but I promise, it will be worth it. research existing unions in your area, reach out to them. they can help guide you along the first steps, and provide legal protection if your workplace gets wise and tries to retaliate. this shit's possible, and even if you're not at the company when the union takes shape, you've helped create a better workplace for whoever walks in next. anyhow, while I'm looking for work again, this seems like a good time to get a bit more active on the carrion collective project, and to get better connected with local groups irl. I've been glaze-eyed at my desk for SO MUCH OF MY LIFE these last four years. a breather to reset and connect could be really good, I think, baying dogs of rent be damned. let's make something happen

[carrion-collective]

against apocalypses

and it became evident to me that there would be no sounding trumpet. that God would not wipe every tear from every eye. no divine tribunal would punish wrong and vindicate right, and there would be no empyrean kingdom from above, forced on us by blissful, providential destiny.

so my longing was placed into my own hands--like a sword, like a scepter, like a shovel. we will be given no heaven but the one we grow.

[specters]

hello do u have any pets ? or like do u want any ? i hav 3 kitties bt i want a dog and like. a huuuuge fish tank :3

yeah! i have two dogs and i hope to have big dogs when im living away from my parents too! dogs are my fav. also fish are really cool i kinds want fish but i cant pet them or take them on walks which is Sad

[specters]

arianne how was ur day !!

its been alright thank u for asking ive just been tired and kinda bored u_u i never have much to do so i just sit around and play with my dogs which is nice i love my dogs but ive been good ty!! <3 i hope ur day has gone really well