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shoutout to the sweetest woman who gave me 20 bucks for transport cos my money dropped somewhere during commute to classes.
i asked her for her contact number so i could repay her online mode once i go back home, but she said i was like her daughter and it doesn't matter. i hope she has the best week ever!!!
Decided to draw at a cafe today and I met the nicest elderly couple.
We talked about art and their own expositions with it, I gave them my info, I learned that one of them owns over 2000 ladybugs lol, and they gave my a lot of encouragement to continue my craft.
I hope you have a great day Jim and Helen!!!
imma be completely honest, there isnt much ive found that gives me gender euphoria. but ahat i have found is when i am all punked up and i get complimented by a cool stranger, i am the happiest
GUESS WHO JUST GOT COMPLIMENTED BY THE COOLRST PERSON WITH AN EPIC SPLIT DYE YALL IM SO HYPEDDDD
thinking about my last birthday. a core memory. i was celebrating with a friend in a little bakery and a man with his friend entered and gave us a big smile and asked whose birthday is it. my friend said it's me. he cheerfully said, 'oh wow! this deserves a birthday song!'. he placed his order and came back and very lively said, 'do whatever makes you happy, no one cares, we realise that now when we're 'too old to have fun', but you're young! all the best!' then he wished me again and left the bakery.
i love human beings
Today I was visiting a monument and tibwas pretty high up on some sort of tower. I had an amazing view on the bars and restaurants below, on the ground, ans there was this lady looking up to where I was.
She was probably just admiring the monument, but she was really looking straight to where I was so I waved a little.
And she waved back ! So I had a big smile and she smiled back !!
It made my day so much even the mockeries of my family saying I acted like a child couldn't make me stop smiling, which is extremely rare.
I never properly met the lady.
Self Preservation
Plagues and deaths Deaths and plagues That’s the way it's known Even after being attacked… with stones.
But this very one was different So very insistent Leaving all who encountered it lacking, wanting, needing, Or simply indifferent.
The art of the aftermath would be more accurate Than book keeping of the very estimate Almost like they were abstinent. So now a story A short fiction in place of history About a girl named Abigail A 12 year old Jewish girl
It’s morning, the crack of dawn The maid, louise gets the little kids ready, in turn Abigail was the last born… the devil's spawn in a family of forty Her life was lavish, spoilt, happy, nothing was faulty. She rushes down to the table Sits next to her best sister Who was doing what she is most able Knitting socks, gloves, for her father And scarves for her mother. Slowly they all make it to the table Again nothing is faulty, only stable Eventually they are all sat down, ready to break their fast The only person that remained was their father Eventually he comes out A little with a start, they notice his arrival “What’s wrong papa?” she asked And indeed something was wrong He refuses to sit with her mother His wife, Abigail, the rest of their family No one knew what was wrong But he did… He knew he had caught the disease He knew he did not have much time left He knew he had to get his family out of there And he swore… He would not spread the disease. But the plague had begun spreading in his own home That he did not know After all, the symptoms did not show.
He had ten days Ten days to plan… to prepare Ten days he spent wisely. But still not enough They came to the estate Dragged every one out, even the maid She had no idea what was going on “why? What's going on?” She looked around, no sign of her father But her mother was dead on the lawn Stabbed in the stomach while trying to reach her youngest daughter. Abigail did a 360, it was all sickness and slaughter.
The last of them were rounded up. She wanted it to stop, for her mom to make it stop As they walked on her fear was raised an octave higher They were heading towards a fire. They started throwing people in, her mind was lost Her father died of the plague, her mom… shot. Her family was being thrown in, she started crying While one of the women kindling the fire just stood there… watching. In a moment of impulse, the woman ran “Run, run, don’t stop, run as fast as you can!” The woman dragged her through the woods without a plan As she put Abigail on the ground, her words, did she cram. The woman led them away, in the opposite direction. On the surface of a nearby lake Abigail saw her reflection Then she ran as fast as her legs could go Before they gave out in a place she did not know. She succeeded, the only survivor In her entire family, the one conqueror A conqueror of the plague... And death She became the teller of tales, and then lived on in stealth. Never staying anywhere long The words forever on her tongue “Run, run, don’t stop, as fast as you can”
Run… don’t stop… run as fast as you can... Don’t stop... As fast as you can… And she did that for the most part. Until of course her frail body could no longer keep up with her unending need for self-preservation. There you have it, a fictional representation of what could have been, at least from my point of view. But as we all know when it comes to sense perception It is all up to you...
Okay, this is probably really dumb but I just gotta say this: That girl who shared her umbrella with me around the beginning of the year, thank you. You probably didn't know this but that made me cry. 5 days before the year started I had moved for my old home and a lot of people there had treated me badly. I had never had a stranger beyond my small group of friends be nice to me and you really made me happy. Again, as dumb as it sounds, that day I went to my mom and flipped out about what happened to her. Anyways, I hope you're having a nice day and have been having a good year so far despite what is happening.
Listen to Nice Strangers Explora: Discrepant Records 27-6-19 by Radio Raheem Milano
Lotta NeuExo tunes!
