i'm tired of being the "straight girl with terribly low standards for men" of spiritual seekers, y'all. i have a brain wired for catholic scholasticism but the material and social conditions of a neo-pagan witch. i gotta stop trying to hammer this square peg into the squarest round holes i can find. i gotta seek the sublime like the glorious anomaly than i've always been, no matter how good i am at wedging myself into the meager niches that traditional structures provide. no fucking idea what that looks like yet. most of the spiritual traditions/toolkits that other queers i know gravitate towards just really rub me the wrong way (sorry not sorry for the center embedding), but i need to learn from the frameworks underlying queer spirituality more broadly so i can handroll my own freak shit. i'm no longer gay baby. i want foucauldian power
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