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Good Job, Simu! It's so refreshing to hear about an Asian supporting, defending, and uplifting Asian-ness. There is an obvious American race-group that believes that they are the only victims of "cultural appropriation," but the reality is that Asians and Asian-ness have been culturally appropriated far more intensely and far more explicitly with zero backlash. And this same race-group pretends like Asians and Asian-ness does not exist even as they also culturally appropriate our culture *vomits*

How do I know? 

The Democratic Nominee is "Black" even though she is mixed-raced, and was raised by her South-Asian MOTHER and an "absent Black father," but yes, Kamala is "Black," not Asian, according to them. But by their own definition, Kamala is NOT Black, cause she wasn't born to or raised by a Black Woman. At least, that's why Drake's not Black. And yet, they are all obviously leaning into this "Black" Nominee, as opposed to the "Asian" nominee, because it suits them for Kamala to be Black ... the First Black Woman President. Sounds nice, if you're a Black Woman. It would sound even better, if she were just a WOMAN.

But Kamala isn't a woman, she's a Black Woman. 

And she identifies as a Black Woman for that "powerful" Black Vote. 

Yo,

To: All Other United Statesian Minority Groups,
Let's find out if this is Truth or Consequence, shall we?

Let's just let the Black Democrats vote. I'm out *peace*

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Apparently, it is upon a thick white shaft thrusting a big black tip that will climax us into the Future.

YES. YES! YES!!!

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The idea that sticks and stones break bones but that words cannot hurt thee is absolutely absurd.

There is language (the specific way that certain groups use words) within these "Christopher Columbus" headlines that use very dangerous language, for instance, saying things like, "Columbus was secretly Jewish" is dangerous language, if you are Jewish. And I get this now. I'm not sure why this particular example really resonated with me, but a lot of "credible" news outlets are using language just like this to describe the DNA results that may or may not even be real or accurate.

The sensationalism. He was secretly a Jew. I mean, maybe, but we ought not place any sort of intention on a being that lived hundreds of years ago. It's more likely that "Christopher Columbus" didn't even know what his ethnic/genetic makeup was, cause we are talking about a primitive peoples, a past none of us could accurately imagine.

And so, to use the kind of language positioning "Christopher Columbus" in some sort of deceptive light because the DNA being attributed to him maybe means that "Christopher Columbus" was a descendant of Jewish people, contributes to the anti-semitic notions about the "Nature of the Jew," etc.

And this is dangerous language, if you are Jewish.  

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Kamala continues to bash the Bat-Shit Right's Idiot while continuing to not-define herself. I guess she took a page from the leader of the Libtards, Obama *lol*

All I know is that she loves guns and has absolutely zero, none, zilch in the way of "new ideas" with regards to the Future. She's a continuation of Obama/Biden policies. She refuses to admit it. Why can't she admit that the President is a vessel? And honestly, she makes a good vessel. She will listen to other Global Leaders. She will participate as the most powerful person on Earth. She will be able to see everyone's point of view ... theoretically. But she will not lean into these strengths of hers ... the strengths she possesses AS A WOMAN, BECAUSE SHE IS A WOMAN.

They are leaning away from the fact that she might be the FIRST FEMALE WOMAN PRESIDENT IN UNITED STATESIAN HISTORY.

And will anyone even call her "Madame President"?

Cause that's sexist. 

And the Libtards do not tolerate sexism, according to them. 

And yet, it is her SEX that makes her the first of her kind to do what she's maybe about to do. 

Without her SEXUAL ORIENTATION BEING THAT OF A WOMAN, she's absolutely nothing exceptional, different or first. Like, Duh. 

According to them, they cannot (or ought not) even define her as the FIRST WOMAN PRESIDENT.

Cause that's SEXIST.

This is why I call the Liberals, Libtards. They are retarded in the most retarded sense *sigh*

And I feel very frustrated. 

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Really? I don't have any sort of anything in economics, and I could've told you why rich countries are rich and poor countries are poor. Literally doesn't take a genius to see the world the way that it is, and yet, three men are being awarded for basically saying (in so many words), "If the White people had to kill you and your people, they were able to establish their own White institutions on top of your peoples' corpses. If they didn't have to kill you and your people, they just enslaved you and your people but did not better your or your peoples' lives in any way."

Where's my "award"?

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If you do not understand that what we're watching (in "realish time") is the bickering between a "king" of these oh-so-contemporary times and a "prince" who will never be "king," but who believes that they should not only exist as equals but also, be seen as such, then whatever. I don't actually care about any of this, for reasons stated above, and cause, their Elitist-wives, obviously, support their bickering Elitist-husbands and their elitist worldviews.

CUBE, SQUARED | where everything ends up just as it was

"No, it's a portal," Ladybug explains. 

"Why?" Squirrel asks.

"What do you mean, why?" Ladybug scoffs.

"Why is it a portal?" Squirrel attempts to clarify.

"How could I know such a thing?" Ladybug laughs.

"Okay, so it's a portal," Squirrel reiterates.

"Yes," Ladybug confirms.

"To where?" Squirrel eye-rolls.

"To when," Ladybug corrects.

"To when? Why?" Squirrel shrugs.

"Ugh, you are intolerable," Ladybug laments.

"You're intolerable!" Squirrel shouts.

"It's a time portal," Ladybug re-reiterates.

"Okay! Wher—WHEN ... does? it go?" Squirrel mumbles.

"Whoever steps through the portal ends up right back at the moment before they stepped in it," Ladybug explains.

"Wha—what? Why? How?" Squirrel stammers.

Ladybug deploys its wings and buzzes itself right in front of the face of Squirrel and slaps him, "Shut up! Shut! Up!"

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this "magazine" CUBE, SQUARED is a creation that exists within my first book, Red & Blue Make Green, &i opened a copy of that book yesterday, &in it, i re-read the tagline that i wrote for the "magazine" ten years ago, &i laughed out loud. i laughed for quite some time, actually, &then the bodybuddy/lifemate&i had a conversation theorizing what any of it could possibly mean, &the above is the direction that i've decided to take it, at least for the moment, lol.

there are two pieces for the "magazine" in the Book ::

"On Her Back" by EV Maddox pp 59-67

& "Fringe Tassel Accused of Unethically 'Loving Local'" by UR.us pp 110-113

What type of Voter attends without being invited? The Asian Voter.

Between Michelle's adorable implication that the U.S. Presidency is a "Black Job" and Barack's masculine calls for "Black Men" to vote, it's becoming abundantly clear that unless you are Black or White, this election cycle is not for or about you, which is oddly hilarious considering the mixed-raced nature of the Democratic Nominee, lol.

Nobody on the National Platform is speaking to me, so I guess nobody needs or wants my vote *shrug*

&It's funny, cause although Asians aren't really a large enough voting block to "matter," WE VOTE, and in local elections, being Asian does matter.

It's like that time I wondered-aloud when this thing was just getting started last summer, "We're all just going to pretend like the popular vote counts this time?"

Anyway, thanks, Obama, actually both Obamas and Kamala, the New-Black Oppressors, for leaving us out! We, officially, owe you nothing.

To :: ALL OF ASIAN AMERICA

As an Asian Woman, I'm here to invite any &all people of Asian descent to VOTE LOCAL!

Let's be real. Your Presidential vote DOES NOT MATTER. 

Teams Kamala and Obama have made that VERY CLEAR.

Nevertheless, historically speaking, ASIANS VOTE!

Where the Asian-Vote matters is at the LOCAL LEVEL.

Asians are pandered to at the LOCAL LEVEL, so VOTE LOCAL!

Despite being told that the U.S. Presidency is a "Black Job," there are a lot of OTHER GOVERNMENT POSITIONS available to us Asians, and frankly, we win *clap.clap.clap.*

So, as an Asian-American, don't feel bad this election cycle that you're not invited into the decision-making for the Presidency. It's obvious, now, that we are a rising threat to the Whiteness being inherited by Blackness.

I'M INVITING YOU TO VOTE LOCAL! Let the Whites and the Blacks bicker about the Presidency.

Local Power IS Power in These United States, and honestly, Asians already know this, so really, I'm simply reminding those who maybe forgot or who feel too left out cause nobody is inviting you in.

I'M INVITING YOU IN!

As Asians, we do not have to care about the Presidential Vote...so, skip it

& VOTE LOCAL!!!

Threadless Thought-Thinking

The Right has moved Bat-Shit Right
The Left has moved Right
Which means that The Center
is good old fashioned Republican

There is no good-old-fashioned-republican candidate

some people are just. no. fun.

the most ironic part

about the Libtard Left
is that the Libtard Left
&the Bat-Shit Right
are two sides of the same coin
a coin that cannot live with the idea
to "live and let live"

"BUT THEY ATTACKED US FIRST!" both sides bicker.

As we exit "White Saviorism"

a Black Savior rises

to rid the world

ironically enough

of Whiteness

*laugh-cry*

It's become blatantly obvious

that the Whites and the Blacks

are bedfellows

FRAUD ALERT!

The Korean "Vegan" (like, she eats eggs *iroll*)

who denounces White Supremacy

while exercising Western Chauvinism

cause I'll bet 1,000-to-1

that she has little to no idea what "Chinese" means

*vomits*

&Then

her worshipers "defend" her

*BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!*

the Rich getting richer does not mean that the Poor must get poorer

the europeans supposedly understand this

whether or not they do is beyond me

cause why would i want to live in the literal and figurative

Old World?

But you're supposed to "uplift" women.

False.

We're supposed to "empower" women.

&The only people who can "empower" people

are those with power

Yet all these social-media types DO

is bicker about how powerless they are

*laugh-cry*

&People follow them...

the powerless

Cause, for some fucked-up reason

they think that social-media followers equals Power

Nobody wants to hear you until they want to be near you 

Nobody want to hear you unless they want to be near you

Nobody wants to hear you even if they are near you

Nobody wants to hear you

&Nobody should weigh in on your life

(unless you're harming them, duh, &even then, control becomes a trick of the hypocritical)

You know what other type of person seeks Followers?

Cult Leaders

like the Pope

So, really

it's no wonder

that a nation full of "christ-followers"

would worship and glorify

anything that has Followers

The ones aspiring to a christ-like following

are the real drag

on contemporary society

if you ask me

which you won't

cause like

nobody asks to be bitch-slapped

in my experience

If you think that I'm talking to you

I'm not

If you know that I am

I am

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$un $ailor thinks that Threads is stupid but also kinda fun

&since she's a writer who writes

she finds Threads to be, that Kiese Laymon word, meager.

I am, unfortunately, familiar with 'The Substance' that is depicted in the movie THE SUBSTANCE (co-produced, written&directed by Coralie Fargeat)

There's a thing about being "institutionalized" that is, well, Elitist. As a scooper-upper of two art-related degrees from a very Elitist, "traditional" art institution (&then its opposite w/regards to art), I am prone to bouts of Elitism from time to time. With that said, I have never been a fan of the grotesque. Generally speaking, I am not a fan, never have been. 

By mistake, my initial reaction to the movie The Substance was one of having written the thing off because of its "pointless" treading into the grotesque. As stated in an earlier "first feelings" post, I woke up the next morning consumed by a memory.

My adopted mother was the person who introduced me to the idea of makeup, Mary Kay, as it were. Is Mary Kay still around? *blech* *Bing Bing* Yes, it is still around. I was never interested in makeup in practice, although, I do have this other specific memory of some fellow classmates while in fifth grade all showing off the makeup in their makeup bags, and I asked my adopted mother if I could get a makeup bag, and she, obviously, obliged, but then I never had any makeup to put in it. 

As a grown-ass adult, I obviously do not support the beauty industry (that's a lie, i buy fancy perfume).

Anyway, my adopted mother had a Mary Kay lady, and it seemed like it was sort of expected that her Mary Kay lady would become my Mary Kay lady (which is weird, right?), and so, every once in a while (with the launch of new products), my adopted mother and I would go visit her Mary Kay lady, and I'd try out some new makeup. I was never interested in any of this, cause makeup always felt/feels absolutely terrible to me (&don't even get me started about my eyelids; that's a whole other problem of racist proportion), and so my adopted mom settled on buying me a three-step skincare routine. Cleanser. Toner. Lotion. This was the 90's. 

By the time high school rolled around, I was wearing eyeliner, eye shadow, blush and the occasional lip gloss, but I hated lip gloss (too sticky). I was also doing my whole three-step skin care routine every morning and every night. It was an anti-aging skin care routine, just fyi. And every so often, we'd do a mud mask together and "treat ourselves" to a round of "satin hands."

&Then, the The Substance moment wherein Demi Moore cannot leave the house

to visit old-normie Frank (is it Frank?), Fred happened to me. 

I had to have been seventeen or eighteen. I cannot remember the exact details, cause it's a memory, and the details I remember could be applied to either my adopted brother's high school graduation party or a fellow classmate's high school graduation party when I graduated. Nevertheless, the setting is a high school graduation party, and I was either attending as a friend or as a sister.

For this party I had decided to finally try out one of the eye-shadow "kits" that my adopted mother had gifted to me at some point in time after realizing that I was never going to pick any makeup so she resorted to buying it for me. Honestly, I just hate the way it feels on my face. Always have. It had three different colors that were to be utilized upon specific portions of the brow bone and the eyelid to create a specific "look," etc. I went for it and went off to the party.

While at the party, the older sister of a fellow classmate/friend skipped on by at some point during the party, "Hey, Tiff!" "Hi, [name redacted]!" "I love your eye shadow. It looks so good." "Oh, I just tried it today." "I love it!" And then she was gone. 

I was horrified. 

For some reason it had never occurred to me that everyone else would see my makeup, and the thought that she could see that I was wearing makeup almost made me sick. When staring at myself in the mirror later that night or whenever, I was struck with terror that, if I started to wear makeup, then people would know when I wasn't wearing makeup, which would mean that everyone would know that I'm a fake. 

I couldn't live with myself. 

I basically stopped cold-turkey, school pics, prom, stage makeup, excepted. 

&Then I only packed one stick of eyeliner and a small pad of blush when we moved to Seoul. 

&Then, by 2015, I had no makeup in my possession at all [i posted a post re my current "beauty routine" not too long ago]. 

&Then, The Substance hit me. 

At first, I thought it was a stretch, the grotesque portrayed in the movie

but then I realized that to think of what women actually go through for "beauty gains"

IS GROTESQUE

It's SO GROTESQUE

in fact

that one could argue that the movie isn't even a stretch

People DIE undergoing surgery for their own vain gains

We've all seen a Real Housewife

THE GROTESQUE IS ALIVE AND WELL

&Then the metaphor serves as a sort of allegory for addiction.

Addiction as a sort of obsession with the self. 

&So, I realized that Coralie Fargeat is one Bad Bitch.

&I am grateful that she decided to use the resources at her disposal to make a film and tell this story.

&Then the visceral HATE that the younger, better self has for the actual self.

It's painful to accept.

It's wondrous to behold.

Cause how? It makes me wonder how the fuck we got to this place.

&Sure, some opinions blame all of this on men.

But the women who partake are equally culpable;

they partake.

At some point, we're all given a choice, and all of us choose.

&So

Who's really not-accepting whom?

Night-Run Log (sometimes sunrise)

&The Moon Follows

As they make their way up the beach, the reflection of the moon off the ocean telescopes with them.

As they make their way down the beach, the reflection of the moon off the ocean telescopes with them.

As they make their way out onto the rocky point, the reflection of the moon off the ocean telescopes with them.

No Moon

There was no moon tonight.

&As we edged around the rocky point where the sea splashes upon shore, a sliver of the moon shone in the Light to Day.

There is no ombré like sunrise ombré.

The Light is on its way to Day

&It does not stop for boarding

Cause you're already on board.

The Lingerers are spilling our secrets to someone, somewhere, but we cannot decipher to whom they spill our secrets.

You can bribe them with wet or dry food; they each have their own preference.

High Tide &The Moon Overhead

Low Tide &The Moon Set

Splash Tide &The Moon Over-Yonder

Rip Tide &The Moon

Watching the sunrise, on a regular basis, is how she learned to understand what "Incremental Growth" means. 

Sunsets, oddly enough, never taught her any lessons. 

A Single Photon in the Light of the Moon

Photons in the Light of the Moon

The Light of the Moon &Its Photons

Hit Me with Your Photons

My Photons are Stronger than Yours

I have more of them.

Explain to me what a photon IS

If you don't know, don't guess.

Explain to me what fire IS

If you don't know, don't guess.

She finds it difficult to describe ... the indescribable

&Trying can sometimes be the worst-kind of insult to the thing indescribable. 

I'm Alive

&Living

&The Moon Follows