anjune

Oh to live on the heath without a soul around for 1000 miles but also make elektromusik, not worry about food, have running water, and find the love(s) of your life.

Not everything that hurts is true.

Animals don’t belong in death factories.

Identity markers shouldn’t be confused for political camps, nor diagnoses for personality types.

That it would be nice if (something) didn’t exist doesn’t give you a moral right to ban it.

Don’t let the right own free speech. Don’t antagonise people who don’t use your up-to-date enlightened euphemisms. Don’t expect your in-group’s ideas of right & wrong to be universally agreed upon among the “good”.

Intent matters.

Not a centrist, just deeply uncomfortable with one-size-fits-all political salvation -isms and class/race/gender/… wars.

Non patimini illos bastardos pessum atterere vos.

Private property for all!

Akshully, screw slogans & their dea(r)th of nuance and doubt.

Wouldn’t it be nice to feel comfortable in your skin, just once?