claudejoven

[claudejoven]

inaugurations hate to see us coming: a queer survival guide to today’s shenanigans

every time drump peaks its nasty little head into my world, i take the reigns back and yank its putrid jaw away from my ear.

my favorite essay i ever wrote was under duress the day “that” was elected for the first time. (the thing i will not call a leader doesn’t care about pronouns, so that’s how that will be referred to, as that or the egregore* that has transitioned into being, rather than the cowardly man that it once was) the essay was about the closet and being swishy. on that day, my international school was emptied by fear. and that is the shit i hate to see. where was i going to get a cigarette now? only the cool international kids actually bought them. ugh.

brain drain, that’s what the egregore wants. joy drain, even from its own people. i want to speak on size, because size matters. i don’t care to mention thats’ hands beause hands are for holding and creating, something it doesn’t participate in. i care about the size of creation and all the egregore has created is a droning hate machine that has about 12 things to say, none holding any true meaning or offering progress for humanity. simple repetitions, that is how propaganda works after all.

now, enough of that. think of the last time you doubled over laughing, how it propelled your whole body. how it can bring you to cramps, to tears, sometimes it never ends and it creeps back up to you later as a smirk.

i have been smiling a lot lately from the shared humanity i have found on Xiaohongshu with my new Chinese friends. We are really beautiful creatures, us humans. Our only valid currency is in the form of our small companions (宠物税, pet tax), our agony is shared in stubbing our toe on the corner of our bed. we all get horny, aroused and feral by a millisecond of a video showing tummy. another phenomenon that brings me joy is all of the green albums that came out in 2024 propelling me to dance and drop my jaws. how my body spins and my arms extend. my smile widens my being.

i will discuss in much less detail the feeling of fear. it makes you double over and freeze, like a much less cute opossom. fear is not freedom, it the the repression of your spirit. let’s not give that any power today. it’s confusing and caused by cowards. it dims our eyes.

today i want you to populate the international school smoking section with joy and laughter. “if it gets tough enough, we just might smoke a cigarette.” that’s okay, your doctor and i forgive you. but this is the extent of the self destruction i will allow! the point is, the world is on our side. we have them on the wings. we have much more in common looking forward to future generations. it is them who will benefit from the self destruct button that has just been pushed at the center of empire. this does not signal you to self destruct though! oh no!

i welcome you to the dance floor no matter how hard it is today. today, i plea you become the domme of your body. you are the power, that is why the state is trembling 9 on the richter scale.

SCREAM, CRY, GRIEVE so that you may live, laugh, love. when you feel voiceless, assert your presence. it’s only a moment in time, your neighbors will forgive you

DANCE start by moving your shoulders, bobbing your head. maybe flail your arms, stomp your feet. whatever you are capable of right now. lurch when the world feels wretched

NOURISH eat something, even if it’s nibbles

LAUGH joy is bigger than fear, many fears only equates to one joy. cackle with the madness of the world!

SEW CHAOS do not attempt to make sense of sentiments meant to make you feel delusional and exhausted. instead, have the audacity to say you will buy the stars in the sky (read Greenland) and see who you force to listen

WELCOME DARKNESS we are all originally from the void of creation; it is you who creates, you who are made of dreams. you aren’t on the egregores’ loop of “trads” and confusion. light a candle in the dark and embrace your sensuality. welcome the fall of empire as we witness the fireworks demolish the world that works for no one but the few and the cowardly

TOUCH GRASS, BREATHE WIND everything is eternally in movement. embrace this, be the fluidity, move with intuition, follow where love and joy leads you ONLY. never look below yourself. this moment is never forever

HOLD once you have replenished your personal fountain, call your friends and spread the seeds of OUR tomorrow, they will grow with our tears and rejoice with the stomp of our dancing feet in the dirt.

LOVE play! repeat with a friend, or 20, or 170 million.

i love you, keep going damnit.

“One can be, indeed one must strive to become, tough and philosophical concerning destruction and death, for this is what most of mankind has been best at since we have heard of man. (But remember: most of mankind is not all of mankind.)” —James Baldwin, The Fire Next Time

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* “An egregore is essentially a non-physical entity that arises from the collective thoughts, emotions, and intentions of a group of people. Over centuries, the concept has evolved, capturing the imagination as entities that wield influence over individuals’ thoughts, feelings, and actions within a group.”

(definition by Daisy Thomas on Medium)