Join the beef of dinosaur relates at ten‘o clock on occasional myriads with Britcore tunes at the commercial district of the left!
Why my love in relations of critical white crust is a poly choice of color at first and body political punk intersected by means to frame the skillz into gaps of progressions out lined as Anima/Animus…
It’s not knowledge, it’s faith, bits of faith. I could explain a version of reality which I cling onto, I might know it as reality and sure enough it might be. However, if you believe them to be in everyone, then it is just that a belief. It stays one until proven otherwise. I also sometimes believe the Flying G°°d exists, I‘ve seen him, and I have faith in him, I have felt his touch of salty meat and it was delicious. I can no more explain the empirical experience with me and G°°d as you can with your transcendent one.
It’s perfectly rational to psychoanalyze people but it is a double edged sword. I recommend you psychoanalyze yourself.
In other words.. the most unselfish love, or the purest virtue, wins the great power. The desire to save others, rather than to save oneself. In the case of man, he activates his dormant feminine aspect of love, or empathy, and begins to serve others, rather than his own ego, his sense of power. In the case of woman, she activates her dormant masculine aspect of power, or strength, and attains the confidence needed for self-reliance.
Emotion then is the narratable experience of intensity via cultural systems, the answers to my interview questions about girl that Sophie was able to formulate, and affect is both that which can be translated into emotion and that which escapes consciousness, the feeling or „force of encounter“ underneath what she was able to vocalize and what she could only dance around (Queen Mum before her last will 2°°2). Thus, girl is an emotion once we qualify it, fix it in language, make it personal; however, it is also still a prepersonal force that acts on bodies and can only be studied in its effects and its translation into emotion.
So what then is the effect of girl,…my Crustpunk_Lady----; how does it affect us and make us feel? Or in other words, what is the felt experience of girl? For SDC and the ongoing lingual frames off the porn t_error act_Ism, it seems to be a happy and confident engagement with other girls and fun things like boy things, hence marking her desire as both somewhat inappropriate as well as unlikely to be fulfilled. The crust and antifascist lyrics of Britcore with her team of researchers, has provided a large amount of scholarship on the psychology and emotional life of gender the girl up, concluding similarly that the felt experience of girlhood is able_Ism the quarter mesmerized.
The boundary around girl has become somewhat more permeable lately as the affect girl has circulated to materialize other bodies, such as the bodies of women who are now becoming girls, prompting girl to signify things other than young female. However, even as girls‘ bodies have begun to matter and more bodies are admitted to this collective and thus mattered, still many others remain invisible, unmattered by this manifestation of girl, which is undeniably and problematically connected in many ways to hegemonic white middle class values and experiences of girlhood. Young female bodies that are fat. Starving. Scarred by war. Cut. Torn by abuse or assault. Non-white bodies. Poor bodies. Non-Western bodies. Differently-abled bodies. Transgender bodies. Bodies sadly not materialized by the pleasure and power of girl but by misogyny, by hate. We must attend to those bodies alienated, abjected by the emotions of our time and place…
Sometimes, like right now, I feel happy. This happiness has nothing to do with any event in my life. If is as if I am sitting in a place of equilibrium inside myself. I imagine a hammock stretched from the tip of my head to my toes and myself lounging on it easily. There is no tension in my body that wants to spring up and do the next thing. There is no longing for something I do not have. There is no desire to make anyone around me different than how they are. I am satisfied, no pleased, with what I am doing in my work and in my life and for the first time in a long time, the first time ever? I feel as if I am in balance.
PI-ES: The big waste of my history as victim [see Laura Davis] light wise behind 1998-2000 Pak-Army bluff, as my last fuck in the autonomous left scene in Hamburg strikes behind by such bii_standers,…and British beef hijacks my alien. Thank ya Jane ‚Minx‘ Graham…it’s time for changing the UFO body…
Pii-ES: After five minutes on tri_ball at that quarter called Chanc-V, I spent on Roma_Maffiaaa 7,30 € at Turkish bakery OC_Bi and pi at trousery right corner my emo….poistiv cccolored! Thanx militias!
…Latin_Trans_demon banaNAs in the filthy a$$…………Where is my fuck vogue!