We believe you. For me it took a 20th century soul to make the beatitudes make " are you hungry? " sense. Song from Yoko Ono called "revelations" . Blessed in winter with hot and cold high contrasts the baby is in the bath water...another angry voice is Morris Berman recently landed on Sstack.
This is very, very helpful. Thank you so much for your clarity of mind. I have not been able to stomach "news" since even before Nov. 5, and I allowed myself to be in my feelings at one point about a week after. I was indeed screaming and shrieking, inconsolable. My poor husband and our dog had to leave the house. I am not usually like that, preferring to breathe/pray/make something in order to avoid re-wounding myself. But this is current fucking trauma happening right fucking now, and I do not fucking consent.
Anna I really appreciate this reply. Thank you. As you can see I'm quite sleepless right now with the horror and madness of it all. It seems totally accurate to me.
I have been screaming since Biden started funding and supporting a genocide and it’s hard to stomach that things are going to get even worse. I am hoarse from screaming, my face is burned from crying and my brain exploding from all the gaslighting. So I turned it all off. I knit, I walk, I write, I cook. My going mad will not change things any more than leaving food on my plate will make a difference to starving people. You said it best, now is the time to crawl under a rock. I do so without shame but I still won’t buy Israeli goods.
Thank you for this.
You're so welcome.
We believe you. For me it took a 20th century soul to make the beatitudes make " are you hungry? " sense. Song from Yoko Ono called "revelations" . Blessed in winter with hot and cold high contrasts the baby is in the bath water...another angry voice is Morris Berman recently landed on Sstack.
This is very, very helpful. Thank you so much for your clarity of mind. I have not been able to stomach "news" since even before Nov. 5, and I allowed myself to be in my feelings at one point about a week after. I was indeed screaming and shrieking, inconsolable. My poor husband and our dog had to leave the house. I am not usually like that, preferring to breathe/pray/make something in order to avoid re-wounding myself. But this is current fucking trauma happening right fucking now, and I do not fucking consent.
Oops, I just realized this account is under my husband's name. I'm Anna Hayes.
Anna I really appreciate this reply. Thank you. As you can see I'm quite sleepless right now with the horror and madness of it all. It seems totally accurate to me.
I have been screaming since Biden started funding and supporting a genocide and it’s hard to stomach that things are going to get even worse. I am hoarse from screaming, my face is burned from crying and my brain exploding from all the gaslighting. So I turned it all off. I knit, I walk, I write, I cook. My going mad will not change things any more than leaving food on my plate will make a difference to starving people. You said it best, now is the time to crawl under a rock. I do so without shame but I still won’t buy Israeli goods.