I am a different shape today than I was yesterday

I am wearing a t shirt which reads in all caps “I AM WEARING NAIL POLISH

IN A NON-BINAR Y W AY NOT A PERFORMATIVE MALE W AY I

PROMISE”

Accounts of such objects can seem to be either appropriations of a fixed and

determined world reduced to resource for instrumentalist projects of destructive

Western societies, or they can be seen as masks for interests, usually dominating

interests.

There’s species of fish that can change their gender at will. Or whatever

approximation of “will” that fish possess.

…activation permanently problematizes binary distinctions like sex and gender,

without eliminating their strategic utility.

The thing is, once you realise that it’s all made up, in your bones, you can’t unlearn

it.

we give up mastery but keep searching for fidelity, knowing

all the while that we will be hoodwinked.

Or maybe you can; push it down until you forget and lose the ability to connect

with what the new word for it is and turn self-rejection into embodied cruelty.

But the difficulty and loss are not necessary.

for something that will outlive the concept of the nation state and the current

iteration of inflicting violence onto each other’s bodies which entraps everyone that

we want to hold close.

Claims of biological determinism can never be the same again.

And if you do it right, if you do it at all, if you push through to honesty with the

faces looking back through the mirror holding your hand, you’ll start to connect

dots. ;strike(ing) up noninnocent conversations.

I told a friend that I felt I was dressed very ***/*** today, they said “I don’t think

you could”

; we are not in charge of the world

Anyway, “micro”-aggressions turn from the subject of jokes to that which keep us

inside of shells when you understand the world a little better.

It - the world - must, in short, be objectified as a thing, not as an agent; it must be

matter for the self-formation of the only social being in the productions of knowledge,

the human knower. ...

Nothing good happens if we all stay inside, you know. The objectified world

becomes smaller, and your heart shrinks and no one’s there to make the coffee in

the morning.

It is hard not to stay inside.

Nature is only the raw mate-rial culture, appropriated, preserved, enslaved, exalted, or

other wise made flexible for disposal by culture in the logic of capitalist colonialism.

Anyways, I am going to go look at a tree