I'm not anything but I believe in beliefs
the dark
No one wants to talk about how intimate jump starting someones car is.
Call Me by Your Name (2017) dir. Luca Guadagnino
Mahmoud Darwish, In the Presence of Absence (tr. Sinan Antoon)
Soft speak with a mean streak nearly brought me to my knees
Since I was very young, I’ve been terrified of my own potential to do evil. No vision or dream taught me. From experience, I recognized that people, like things, are fragile; that they are endlessly imbricated; that intention and effect often have no relation; that I, insofar as I knew myself, contained malice, and that other people did too, because I’d suffered theirs. At a young age, I vowed to be “unselfish,” my version of harm being equated with the primacy of the self. I’ve developed a more sophisticated morality, but that vow is deeply embedded. I do, in fact, seek to be good, despite the inevitability of failure. I don’t think this is just a hangover of childhood habit; in the Bible I have found truth as well as beauty, and in theologians like James Cone and Howard Thurman, among many others, I have found a vision of Christianity written by and for the oppressed. […] Do you see God everywhere? Now what will you do?
— Elisa Gonzalez, in “No Good Has Come: Marilynne Robinson’s testimony for the white church”
queerbaiting is good because the yearning is always better than the having
tell me a secret, pass me your vape. You are the eyes seeing through God’s hand || he/him || 21
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