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║ they say witches are scary, and yeah they're not wrong                           │
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║ but they also say witches are ugly, and I think they just didn't have kind       │
║ words for trans people back then.                                                │
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║ I mean, I'm gorgeous and so are you. I've no warts, nor green skin, but I do     │
║ grow hair in unbecoming places. Like the tip of my chinny-chin-chin, and also    │
║ on top of my toes.                                                               │
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║ they also say witches are magic, and I guess that's true (I suppose). I mean,    │
║ I wear quite strange clothes, for a man at least. It's quite normal for a she,   │
║ which is what I was meant to be, if only I was just born right.                  │
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║ Alas, oh well, I'll just take a little green pill, and BAM suddenly I've got     │
║ huge boobs. Okay they're not huge, they're pretty normal. But C is larger than   │
║ zero.                                                                            │
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║ they also say that witches write spells, and I sure do love to program. With     │
║ my most familiar cat (who often does sleep in my hat), I find myself yearning    │
║ for nuance.                                                                      │
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║ Meh, it's late at night, I think I'll think not of the plight, and instead       │
║ just will dream of defusals. I don't know~                                       │
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--- #1 fediverse/3738 ---
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 "girl why are you so negative"
 
 uh, because I had been unmedicated for a long time and now that I am I can
 probably be more positive. Though I do want to switch medications, this one
 makes me feel like a muggle.
 
 "no I said why are you so naked"
 
 oh, because it's hot as heck!!
 
 plus, I don't really care for the opinions of people who have nothing better
 to do than peek at cute 30 year old witches skimping around their own house.
 like... okay I rent an apartment, but my blinds are closed, and even if they
 weren't you'd need binoculars to see into my apartment unless I'm like, right
 up against the window, which... doesn't happen. Or if it's at night with the
 lights on inside and not out, but I'm aware of that and I plan around it. I'm
 not a... um, what's the opposite of voyeur?
 
 "extortionist"
 
 no that's when someone is really flexible. ah whatever. I got 162 characters
 remaining but I think that's okay every once in a while, right? I mean it's
 not like I have to use them all because of some divine mandate or
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--- #2 messages/1469 ---
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 I'm not JUST a child. I'm also an adult, and I'm also a witch and a judge and
 a scholar and a wizard and a [well more of an arcanist actually] excuse me do
 you mind yeah sure sure - and a... where was I? see this is why I don't like
 distractions! okay it's alright just stay on track-course-target - right and
 also a technician and a botanist and a logistician and a neuronomist and a
 mesocyclocodone (I don't know what that means - I think they're referring to
 when I journeyed to hel? most people never heard the whole story. In fact, I
 never told it from start to finish. Does that mean I'm still there?) no silly
 it means you are eternally ~~ consistently dreaming unawares. yep, I refuse to
 lucid dream because I don't want to lose the capability to hear messages in my
 dreams. Lucid? there's nothing to be seen.
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 for those who live forever in our transhumanist reality, I wonder what's next
 beyond transgender transition? transcendence of social norms is a skill, not a
 habit. Queer is a rejection of normalcy, something that is actively done.
 What's more normal than never having any fun? Clearly "normal" isn't built for
 the human condition, clearly "normalcy" is shallow and been done.
 
 considering the amount of people who are really into some culture like
 "anime-cons" or "baseball watcher" or "golfer" or "other such hobbys like
 fishing or guns"
 
 ... normal never existed, it's just a collection of personalities (developed
 throughout the history of humanity) that collectively seem to be fun.
 
 "if transitioning is to gender as blossoming is to [the concept of] flowers,
 then what is the concept of global warming to the earth we stand on?"
 
 I'm kind of a witch. I'm not really femme, so I don't feel right calling
 myself one of them, but I'm something of the sort. I use "she/her" pronouns
 because they reflect my softness of c

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 "uh-oh, she's"
 
 magic is easy. all you have to do is earnestly attempt to have a conversation
 with whoever will listen. I like to sit on my bed and listen, by earnestly
 allowing my thoughts to be guided by the wind.
 
 open up your mind, release yourself from your senses, and who knows - maybe
 someone will adjust your thinking flows. (thought patterns)
 
 [all you gotta do is make the black market the regular market and suddenly
 everything just flows]
 
 huh weird idk where that came from, anyway
 
 magic is easy, just represent yourself earnestly as you would if you were
 presenting in court
 
 you don't need witnesses... just argue your point without any lies and people
 will generally believe you.
 
 "yeah... sure thing buddy, we know how you pronounce "
 
 omg I'm scary because I don't shower, I wear diapers, and I'm always often
 smoking cannabis
 
 "awww, some people wanted mao"
 
 meow
 
 what if... they could do that? insert magical genie witch whoa cute yeah I
 believe you, sure
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║ If you're worried about passing, take what you're good at and make it gay.       │
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║ Do you wear band t-shirts and black jeans? Great you're an emo girl now,         │
║ totally reasonable transitionary state before you end up as a cute anime girl    │
║ with spinny uwu dresses or whatever your heart desires                           │
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║ do you generally stick to jeans and sweatshirts? Okay congrats you're just as    │
║ cute, don't feel inadequate just because you like being comfy. Hell yeah         │
║ you're cute as fuck, you know you are, I mean just look at that smile! Wow damn  │
║                                                                                  │
║ like, switch the gender, not the vibe. not only will other people be cool with   │
║ it but also, like, you won't alter the course of your trajectory.                │
║                                                                                  │
║ unless that's what you want, but TBH if you're both enigmatic AND phlegmatic     │
║ [EDIT: but like the opposite of phlegmatic, I always get the definition wrong]   │
║ then you can change a lot and people won't rely on you to be a certain way.      │
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║ ... you know you can delete things before you post them, right? Ha I've never    │
║ even heard of the word.                                                          │
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--- #6 fediverse/4655 ---
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║ sleep? yes. play? nah. work? yes. fae? nah. well, maybe, I don't know.           │
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║ one year is all it takes to change history. and, like, I think we should         │
║ remember past history, but tomorrow is herstory, because that way each one       │
║ gets half of the timeline. future, past, etc. too bad herstory doesn't roll      │
║ off the tongue... shestory?                                                      │
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║ It's gonna get better before it gets done, and it'll get done until we're        │
║ done. but, that's for tomorrow, or the next day, or the next, or in a week or    │
║ two, who can say. Not I, surely not I, and I surely wouldn't want to. You need   │
║ consent for that kind of thing, a clear commitment that me and my are ready      │
║ and in line. I'm just a silly witch after all, who would look to the girl with   │
║ the tall red pointy witch hat and go "oh yeah she probably knows exactly         │
║ what's up" because like, I don't, I'm definitely just coincidencing my way       │
║ through life and seeing where my feet lead me. Gosh I hope I get some            │
║ sick-as-heck callouses my feet kinda hurt for some reason.                       │
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║ ... sleep, this is a sleep spell...                                              │
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 @user-246 @user-473 
 
 there's a part of me that believes magic is real. other parts that are
 convinced. I am a witch, you see, and while I can't quite control fire or
 bullets I can do other neat things. if you'd let me, humanity.
 
 I'm not doing an ARG, not intentionally. I pretty much post things I conceive
 of, like a conduit passed through spacetime. wild how mind bending the future
 can be. will be interesting to see what kinds of things there is in store for
 people you and me.
 
 those websites you posted... they're beautiful - I learned things, your method
 of expression was too [the words "confess" are heard loudly, super weird] I
 especially liked the oven that tries to lure you into a secret third place.
 not the mind, nor the body, but someplace besides.
 
 also the graphs and figures were news to me, I mean how could those numbers
 ever come to be? but alas that's the truth, that we orbit our proof, and alas
 that our meanings are lacking.
 
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 Tee, hee, look at me, I'm a witch who writes nothing but kookie-dookerie
 
 I pee my pants and stare at trees, what's less harmful than little old me?
 
 The best smokescreen I can think of is to be true to your heart, to be weak,
 to be vulnerable. Then you get put on the "worry about later" list, and not
 the other kind.
 
 I never lie. When convinced I am wrong, I change my mind. I am always
 listening, always ready to hear where I'm flawed. I do my best every day, and
 that's enough for me.
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║ │ @user-800 Interesting thread.                                              │ ║
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║ │ I consider myself a "bulb" sort of trans person, and I really appreciate your gentleness in pointing out that not everyone was an egg.  │ ║
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║ │ As a bulb, I continually put forth green shoots, suggestions that I was who I was. I tried many times, and each time I was mown down. Until finally one day I burst through, lasted through the mowing, and managed to blossom.  │ ║
║ │                                                                            │ ║
║ │ I knew from a young age, and tried to tell my parents. When they said not to talk about it, I didn't. But it didn't stop me from expressing it: we could never go to the home of my parents' friends who had daughters, because Every. Single. Time. I would end up in her clothing. Without fail. I was compulsive.  │ ║
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║ │ In the late 60s, early 70s, this was...frowned upon.                       │ ║
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║ │ So I got mowed. And again. And again. Until finally I got away from my parents, said "I need to do what I need for me, not for other people", and I transitioned.  │ ║
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║ │ And it cost me everything. My job, my education, my home, my friends, my family.  │ ║
║ │                                                                            │ ║
║ │ Still the best decision I ever made, and I would make it again the same way 100 times out of 100.  │ ║
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║ │ If you're wondering? If you've wondered if you can do it? Told yourself you'd be too ugly, you're too old, you could never pass, all the things we doom ourselves with? │ ║
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║ │ If you want to be a girl, or a boy, or a nonbinary person, or agender or genderfluid or any of the other billions of ways to be, *you can do it*.  │ ║
║ │                                                                            │ ║
║ │ The only criterion really is: do you wanna? You don't need to be hetero (but you can be!), you don't need dysphoria (but you can have it), you don't need to think you were born in the wrong body (but if you do...). You just need to want to.  │ ║
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║ │ And if you know you're trans for sure, but can't face that first day...it gets easier. In time. It gets easier.  │ ║
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║ │ Good luck, siblings.                                                       │ ║
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 @user-95 did you get the instructions? Mine came in a dream, which sucks
 because I only remember two or three of the rules. I think there were nine
 total, and now I'm afraid to practice my non-programming spelling because I
 don't want to violate causality or redefine temporality or something like
 that. I guess now is as good an hour as any... Dear other witches, hear my
 prayer, I'm kinda lonely and I only know a few spells, but I think that's good
 enough for now.
 
 Do you know any spells, prospective witch?
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 I'm a good witch, which means I write poems and bake cookies. Okay usually I
 make something more nutritious, like "melange". Also I'm good at listening to
 people's problems and I always have a cup of tea ready for you when you walk
 in the door.
 
 bad witches are kinda evil. They're the type who curse animals with human
 forms and enslave the fae by forcing them to work desk jobs and such. They
 also propagate spores for poisonous mushrooms in the forest, the kind that
 LOOK like they're edible but actually aren't.
 
 but, as all things are defined in waves, so too are the patterns of witches -
 for every bad witch, there's a good one just around the corner.
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 hi, so... yeah I'm a strange person
 
 it's tough to get to know me
 
 and this probably feels cringe to read
 
 but I once heard you should kill the part of you that cringes
 
 so... here's me
 
 I'm 
 
 ================================================== stack overflow
 ==============
 
 ... where was I? oh yes and THAT's when the nail went through the roof, and it
     scared the heck out of... wait, what was I talking about? OH yes so anyway
 
 I was born in the cool summer of 1864 - there was a rustling breeze that held a
 steady note for the entire evening, and into this world I arose. [awoke?]
 
 my mother held me but for a moment before I was whisked away to be cleaned and
 cared for. this was unusual for the time, as most mothers clutched their
 children to their breasts. But alas, I alone was spared her touch, and so I was
 cast (as if in bronze) as my own volition.
 
 as I had grown, I heard tales of distant times, and assumed they were places
 you
 could go. Then, when my time came to wander, I found nought of what I had grown
 most fonder - though I did find plenty else, besides.
 
 Instead, times are places we travel through, as a cripple might ride on a cart.
 across the sea, through lands of mystery, viewable only from the road. In 1864
 that's how other lands you'd come to know.
 
 As I travelled from place to place, it felt as if a stage had been cast, with a
 single actor or three illuminated as a spotlight. "Here, pay attention to me,
 I'm here for the story and the plot!" though often I'd glance around, and hear
 mostly my own thoughts, I grew to learn to appear.
 
 different themes, different tales, if you want to see a most marvelous scene,
 take a baby to Disney World and only pay attention to what they're looking at.
 
 My grandfather worked there, so in my first year or so I spend a LOT of time
 there. My parents were very dedicated to raising me, I appreciate every moment
 of it. Which... Is probably not a good thing to say on a transfemme server,
 oops I should delete that part
 [esc->k->k->k->0->v->shift(held)->G->$->"->*]
 
 also I should mention I'm stoned as fuck this is just what I do
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║ it's not wrong to be turned on by the thought of being the gender youre          │
║ transitioning to. Your subconscious mind is yearning for a healthy sexuality,    │
║ nothing more.                                                                    │
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║ and if you aren't, if you're into "other people" like a weirdo, then yeah sure   │
║ what I described probably sounds pretty weird. Oh and it's cool if you aren't    │
║ sexually attracted to anyone either. Sometimes being ace is a phase because      │
║ sex doesn't really fit into your life, and other times it's more something       │
║ that defines you. It is the progenitor of all genders and sexualities that       │
║ fluctuate, because it's based on the simplest binary of "yes sexual              │
║ attraction" or "no sexual attraction" - with some extra variables to tweak       │
║ like "sex positive/negative" or "cuddle-starved/cuddle-slut" type of ranges.     │
║                                                                                  │
║ ... anyway sexuality is weird and if yours made sense then so would that guy,    │
║ and that person over there, and the person who lives down the street, and the    │
║ other who lives in a blimp and jacks off into the sky calling it "bird poop"     │
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║ uh                                                                               │
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 witches shouldn't be around kids alone for too long because they can teach
 them strange things like "eat this apple" or "touch this sharp sewing needle
 thimble thing" or "eeeheeeheee I'm a witch, I'm casting a spell on you, you're
 not going to wake up until your true love kisses you!" then, when she's 18 or
 whatever, when she was fated to meet her true love, he shows up. Because he's
 destined FOR THAT TIME IN HER LIFESPAN, hence why he is
 [magical-shared-reality-applicationed] to her. Or Heckedy Peg, that one was
 always sooooo scary.
 
 ... anyway, bad witches will say rude things or painful things. Really, the kid
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 "I heard she was a witch but I've never seen a hat..."
 
 "When you believe in god, you become inspired when you see or contribute to
 things that are aligned with what it's followers believe that god is "all
 about" - like if you're in ancient greece, and you worship ares, you're
 probably gonna get pretty pumped up if there's an invading army on your
 doorstep. Or if you're a christian and you see someone feeding the poor, or if
 you're a buddhist and you see someone sitting on a rock in tune with nature,
 that kind of thing.
 
 The thing is, these days so many people are atheist. And they never get that
 inspiration.
 
 And worst still, there are some people called witches who aren't pagan, and
 aren't from the various forms of witchery that we know. They claim to worship
 "life, the universe, and the totality of all things" which is nice and all but
 their moments of inspiration seem to come randomly, and nobody can quite
 predict what they'll do or say next when they're in that state."
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 @user-192 
 
 https://eldritch.cafe/@user-1065/112530780377382613
 
 this comic, except instead of "trans enough" it should say "good enough"
 
 a poor plan executed at the right time, in the right place is better than a
 great plan that sits in your heart as you see someone who needs your love in
 pain.
 
 sometimes the best way to figure out "what the fuck is wrong with me" is to
 satisfy your emotional needs to be good by being helpful, even if you're not
 quite sure what "helpful" means. It's the thought that counts.
 
 Personally I think that if you're feeling bad and people offer you kindness,
 you should take that kindness (in whatever form it be) and use it to bolster
 yourself as you're "really going through it". Even just a touch of affection
 like a like or a ❤️ can be comforting in awful situations.
 
 reject normalcy
 
 embrace queerness
 
 define your own story with your own words
 
 embody your soul in the moments that stand out amongst the backdrop of
 "tuesday afternoons" and "waiting for the bus"
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 "Being transgender is a mental illness" is something I've heard a lot. Online,
 in media, books, and at universities. But is it really? Well, do I not feel
 sick? Genuinely, every day. These words are far less common these days, having
 been defeated in the #marketplace-of-ideas, and for that I am grateful. I don't
 want to feel sick for my whole life. I'd love to be and feel normal, for just
 one single day.
 
     but it's never going to happen.
 
 I'm not so attached to my life, here, in this body. Bodies are temporary, they
 are the vessel with which we navigate the world. We use it to grow, change,
 learn, and create art. Without it, we'd be at a loss for sins and virtues.
 but they do not define us, not in our totality. We are the light that touches
 the world and for that, we are grateful. To be comprised of the dust of stars
 is the pinnacle of confinement. Though we are but pinpricks on the map of us,
 a ripple is emanated with every movement. The hand waves, the light bends.
 
     So to what do I owe the pleasure?
 
     In what way am I deceived?
 
 Reception is never great out in the forest. Or anywhere far from major
 population centers. The networks of our phones mirror the networks of
 transportation, creating a web of people - of signals - of light and
 information, carving their way through the ephemera that is the river of time.
 With distance we can see what once was mystery, and as all the words
 disappeared, we lost all our fears and we're left with our true forms.
 Centralized Processing Units are a bit like a city - in that respect free.
 
     silence is a virtue.
     the wandering mind is a trail to find,
     with no second chances.
 
 When I was a kid, I had a bouncy ball. I had several, but the one I remember
 most was black with a perfect white circle - inside the circle, a black jolly
 roger. I dreamt once of the arcs it made, as I walked down the streets of
 cities I never really knew. But as I walked on, an ocean of glass separating me
 from a mirror below. The me below would catch the bounce as it dropped from
 above, and I'd wait to catch it - but dreams are not prophecies, they are but
 the Mirror of Desire.
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 I added a line to my .bashrc that cats out a random one of my notes every time
 I open a terminal.
 
 I keep reading things that I swear I didn't write, but feel right and true to
 me in a way that could only imply that they came fully formed into my eyes
 through the lines on my screen, cast upon the mirror panes of my hard disk
 drive by the pounding of my keyboard as I once upon a time did cast a spell
 upon my future.
 
 It's pretty neat, but it speaks to a shadowed perspective that perhaps is
 neither within nor without.
 
 Side note, I think I've been possessed by a witch. But like... in a consensual
 way. Like "Hey witch, wanna live? You can chill out with me." [ha that's one
 way to look at it]
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 gonna quit drugs for a bit, gotta recover from a recent haste spell that I
 cast. Probably a bit earlier than intended I should add. Next time I'll
 definitely say "keep this in your back pocket" instead of "hey here's a haste
 spell for no reason at all" like what the heck were you even thinking, powers
 that be?? [that guide me??]
 
 who has power over you? If someone bears responsibility but not fault for a
 mental illness, then surely those who are set to a task bear responsibility
 for it's completion if not for it's ideation. Ah, who can say, maybe me from a
 year ago might have some thoughts but I sorta ground them into the dirt until
 I couldn't walk.
 
 [girl what are you even talking about go to sleep] yeah yeah okay
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 democrats in the senate back down when people in their houses sit down.
 
 senators in their houses get hyped when people all about town are pumped and
 colorful.
 
 I'm sick of us-vs-them, why can't they just be more like me? oh right, because
 diversity.
 
 I am normal, look how normal I am. I'm definitely normal enough to lead a
 nation or a band.
 
 gonna take a moment to do nothing for as long as I can. gonna take a moment to
 be productive as I can, which in my case, since I'm so normal eyeroll is to
 play video games to keep myself busy, smoke weed to keep myself from feeling
 busy, and sleep for 16 hours a day because that's what babies do and babies
 aren't busy, they're just sleeping all day and being amazed about their hands.
 
 don't ever sacrifice your people. least of all your leaders. it's not worth
 the price, your people are your greatest resource. squander them and despair,
 have faith in them and be fair, and nothing's that simple or easy but there
 are some lines not to cross.
 
 dark magics
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