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Outfit from the past week.

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Some photos of me recently.

I've changed my style and makeup to Jirai Kei.

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Palestinian Families You Can Donate To + Anti-Imperialist + Palestinian Liberation Sources

My Bluesky (political posts + links to various families you can help donate to)

Continuing List of Families You can Donate To (my Bluesky followed list)

Others on Instagram (likely) not on Bluesky:

https://www.instagram.com/afaf_hamada92/

https://www.instagram.com/rr.ad77/

https://www.instagram.com/huda_alshantaf/

https://www.instagram.com/yasser_sh10/

https://www.instagram.com/mohammed.ajarad/

https://www.instagram.com/mahmoud.jm.gaza/

https://www.instagram.com/nooh.xp/

Anti-Imperialist / Palestinian Liberation/Left-Leaning Education (the following links are all to Instagram):

Decolonize the Classroom

No Azure for Apartheid

Art of Resistance

Gazza Blanka

Against Apartheid Art

Only One Lulu

Pope.Art

Falasteen Rising

Jewish Anti-Zionist Network

Voices of the Oppressed

River Wand

Tito Comrade

Eye on Palestine

Israel's Crimes

Will be updated when I add more.

Hasbara and Zio-Nazis will be ejected and ignored.

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Art by Matteo Moni

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Solidarity to the Palestinian Resistance in the Occupied West Bank

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A Lebanese woman in West Beirut celebrates her wedding during the 1996 Lebanon War.

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Belladonna of Sadness (1973) Dir. Eiichi Yamamoto

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Honestly, Tumblr isn't the way it used to be. Actually, the internet isn't anyway. The internet in this day and age has become colonized really, I completely agree with Bo Burnham's foresight about this back then. It's just brain rot now. Tumblr along with every big corporate social media has tried to mimic algorithms, "checkmarks," whatever trends, and ultimately enforce imperialism. I mean I've been using it on and off since 2009... since David Karp, since Yahoo claimed it.. and all the craziness really during my younger 20s, when I used to be a "viral" person on here to the point of receiving anons all the time and people forming obsessive parasocial relationships in their brains about you. Or the incessant death threats or hate comments, or people just having maladaptive behaviors, trying to find everything "problematic" about you, or trying to dig up receipts, etc. I do love how people think I have disappeared...but I'm right here all along still. I still wonder where all those hundreds and thousands of people went off to, especially after they always leave behind those "I'm moving on/deleting Tumblr" posts.

Yet I've been on here I think 13 years now?? Just not the same way anymore. I used to write so much on here all the time especially in my 20s I was having to live with a highly abusive parent and dysfunctional family, so the internet was my only salvation really from the painful reality I was living with for so long. I wrote a lot about my thoughts, my political views, my feelings on people, the world, my relationships... Every photo of myself, somehow spread around and would end up on WeHeartIt, or being used by a catfish for fuck sake. Then I kind of just stopped. Over time, I did not just get rid of my platforms, but I started blocking hundreds of people. I didn't care if a mutual was a mutual for 5 years or something. People now days do not have authentic connections, they're still very steeped in parasocial dynamics with others. They judge a book by its cover still.

During those years I was working in retail for over five years, and now I've been working at a hospital for a few years now, and living with my lifelong partner, and well I'm now living the life I've always wished I had. It's so weird to think that I never would have imagined things to turn out that way 10 years ago... 10 years ago, I was 22 years old, never moved out at least once yet (until 2016), and suffering a lot, and figuring out and having volatile relationships with women. There's been a lot of weird, not-worth-it characters that have come and gone in my life...that I can care less about.

But in the end, I got everything I wanted and needed...

Ah, and next year, I am getting a large amount of settlement money. I love how I've been mistreated, underestimated, and misunderstood for my whole life but I still have ended up quite lucky.

I'm not sure what I'm trying to express in this post... maybe a mixture of gratitude but also a bit of disappointment. The fact Twitter isn't Twitter anymore, and social media is beyond shallow, and people are lacking more and more intelligence, human empathy, and care is really reflecting in the world, in my opinion. I guess I'm just feeling nostalgic for a time and place, that wasn't even that memorable really, maybe because I never would have thought years later the landscape would change so much.. but we don't realize it because we flow with it so constantly. Maybe the other thing I feel right now, is I'm happy I am not the person I was in the past. Not because I felt the me from back then was bad or negative, but just not a fully realized self.

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By Taysa Jorge

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Etienne-Jules Mare: Vol de Héron (1883)