One of my coworkers is a devout Muslim who's /mastered/ the wave of consciousness he rides on, if his intuitive guess about why my friend called me at 3:30 am to talk about god-knows-what holds up. She hasn't told me anything yet, she's not really ready to talk about it enough, but what I've gathered is either very telling or me jumping to conclusions, and lines up.
Either way, the point is that people like him remind me that I'm blessed.
Blood, subtoot about needing blood to make a man, joke that does not hold up but pretend with me
All of my nose bleeds are just regular attempts to pass as cis. I've never had one that didn't go without witnesses, the ones I post about are just an effort to cover my tracks when I start being too trans.
Reminder that coops flourished during the great depression, being one of the few reliable sources of employment, and that credit unions were by and large the only financial institutions to make it through the '08 recession unscathed
Supporting the cooperative economy isn't just some long-term fantasy of slowly weakening capitalism from within until it withers. It's also vital dual power, and it'll be just as vital even if neoliberalism collapses in the next few years (which it very well might)
Support! Your! Local! Coop! Economy!
Dawn/Kris, 23 y/o
Nerd, witch, faekin?, anarchist, demigender and primarily androphillic
Sunbeam City is a Libertarian Socialist solarpunk instance. It is ran democratically by a cooperative of like-minded individuals.