Possible loves — are for fools — The wise have — impossible loves. “Study finds that ‘chemical imbalance’ in depression is a myth…” the headline reads, citing a paper published in the journal Molecular Psychiatry in July of 2022. And further: “The chemical imbalance myth has its roots in the late ’70s and ’80s when psychiatry was dominated by the… Read more: MURDEROUS // LUMINOUS — Paradox Technique

“In a notebook in which Acker sketched out her final work, an unfinished libretto titled Requiem, she wrote, “I’m giving you the clues, but as yet you don’t know the clues to what.” // what started as a continuation of the (previous) trauma post, long ago and old now, irrelevant maybe, re: the public display of “healing,” the sharing of one’s… Read more: TRAUMA-GLAMOR (cult value) // WIP

“They’ve healed me to pieces.” —Paul Celan originally posted to substack — Sep 22, 2023 i woke up shouting for calm, begging it to be quiet, back and forth from the bedroom and kitchen, tried to get ready for work but —kneel and put my head to the ground in surges, like shockwaves – something detonated on the far end… Read more: 24/7 Trauma Informed Care Society

originally posted to substack — Aug 26, 2023 i keep thinking i should go to LA, probably, before we die… and my first thought — NO WATER, even as it rains. fires, gangs of drug-addled arsonists, it’s already happening here too. every major west coast city i keep thinking, every single one and i can’t imagine living anywhere else, the… Read more: THE WEST // parable of the sower the summer i was supposed to be a hunter

“The end of the battle is the time of female ritual.” originally posted to substack — Aug 01, 2023 featured image above // TWBT – Katy Mongeau (Video Poem) This toxin of alchemy, seduction and mercurial immixtures is reddened by the chromatic pigment haemoglobin. Composed of four polypeptide chains, and four nonprotein pigments, this concoction of iron and oxygen is… Read more: Re-surfacing // RED BLOOD IS METAL

My existence here is to prove gxd’s failure. I write in anger, it excites me – into description, differentiation, adrenal ink that names me as I drip originally posted to substack — Mar 30, 2022 —it’s just the distillation of my will, sour like a blade or speed in its discernment. I think, or is it the tension handed down… Read more: DIE EVERY DAY