That’s awesome! Best of luck!…
Neurotic Society is a song about people not being, or not being able to be, who and what they truly are, due to the current social construct. I am not targeting any particular group of people, but rather targeting everyone in our society who hides behind neurotic behavior, rather than deal with it.
The world we live in now is, in many ways, an abhorrent distortion, an accumulation of generations and generations of response to negative stimuli. Many don’t even have a concept of what normal is, by virtue of having lived afraid, ashamed, as victims of abuse, or inadequately handled for so long. I believe in coming up from under that fear and allowing the psyche/soul to truly heal. I understand that healing is a process, but I also believe that it is our responsibility to seriously care for ourselves, so that we can extend that level of concern for others and positively affect our environment.
I want what is best for Humanity. Humanity, aligned with the Spiritual principles, that help each individual conquer fear, and transcend limited circumstance. I believe in healing and dealing with the traumatizing events of our lives, both in this lifetime, as well as those passed down to us, or inherited, so we can live as fully as possible.
The whole world suffers from a lack of honest dialogue. Character and integrity have suffered at the hands of political correctness and corporate agenda, while our society moves further and further towards unhealthiness and breakdown. I oppose these trends.
Everyone has a right to their own beliefs. Although I do not necessarily agree with what everyone says or does, I do believe in everyone’s right to protest.
The overarching message of my music is to get up and stop compromising! And hopefully it will stimulate and motivate the changes that our society needs.
Artists are constantly under media and public scrutiny. This is not a one-way street. Those of us with the charge of putting out faithful vibrations, have a responsibility to report what we see, and to write about what we know. I have seen some of the best and also some of the worst representations of human behavior. The same way that I exalt that which is high, is the same way I expose that which is abusive, in order to motivate and remind if not all of us, than as many as possible, of the Higher Calling. — Lauryn Hill - 2 hours ago speaking truth (via femalerappers)
- let yourself cry
- drink plenty of water or you might get a headache and the cry will feel more like a punishment than a catharsis
- if you wipe away tears before they can fall down your cheeks maybe think about that. your tears are not an inconvenience you do not need to minimize them.
- let yourself cry
(Source: fuckyeahmadpride, via madhattersmatter)
I want to write rage but all that comes is sadness. We have been sad long enough to make this earth either weep or grow fertile. I am an anachronism, a sport, like the bee that was never meant to fly. Science said so. I am not supposed to exist. I carry death around in my body like a condemnation. But I do live. The bee flies. There must be some way to integrate death into living, neither ignoring it nor giving into it.
— Audre Lorde, 11/19/79
The Cancer Journals, 1997 edition.
NJ Hospital for the Insane.
Karl Marx says that if you work by yourself for an hour, you can make like 20 pins. But if you work with a friend for an hour, you can make like 200 goddamn pins!!
I’m a fountain of blood. In the shape of a girl. — Björk (via muse)
(Source: terramantra, via raleighsaintclaire)
Be present with the pain of others without losing yourself in it. — Gloria Andalzúa, Chicana poet and writer. (via reclaimingthelatinatag)
dudes who equate feminism with equality with being allowed to punch ladies are so fucking scary. like, how badly do you want to punch girls, dude? how is that the first and most important part of equality for you?! WHY DO YOU WANT TO HIT LADIES SO BAD?! how often are you thinking about this?! i am terrified.
DC Radical Mental Health: some radical mental health organizing tips (rebloggable) -
Hi. I’m going to try to do something like you folks do in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan! The “radical community” here needs a boost in understanding support and whatnot. Any advice?
That’s awesome! Best of luck!…
Picking a career
Thinking about the future
(Source: illkim, via tuna-blunt)
Eventually Dr. Kaplan decided I was well enough to be released. I was still on a massive dose of Haldol. They sent me off with a big bag of pills. I went to live at my mother’s place.
I was crazy when I got locked up, but not sick. Now I was definitely sick. I hurt all over. All I could do was sleep, eat, and watch TV. I’d watch any old thing - game shows, soap operas - stuff I’d never dreamed of wasting my time on in my old life.
I slept over at Jay’s sometimes. Once I got up in the middle of the night and walked, naked, across the townhouse complex where he lived, and sat in a sandbox and wept. It didn’t matter what I did, because everyone knew I was nuts. No one came by, anyway. I brushed the sand off myself and went back to bed. — Irit Shimrat, Call Me Crazy: Stories from the Mad Movement, p 16.