I've cut my own hand open to mix mugwort and blood to forgive my enemies of past sins, I've broken bread with with those I consider gods, I killed my past self and I cremated them and I scattered their ashes and I need to honor that by showing that I'm the one who deserved to be here and not them. so if I let those who are irrelevant weaken me now I wouldn't be able to prove my bones and the bones of my ancestors are made out of jade would I?
I believe the blood on my hands, my blood, is worth what I have now.
Fire will inherit the earth.
I'll be good.
My communities deserve more and better from me.
Our communities deserve more.
4 is a really unlucky number but 4 hours of weakness feels like a good omen, being born at 4:40 feels like an omen, when I saw the carcass of a bird near my home this morning and thinking about how my halmoni says my haraboji has been reincarnated as a songbird is an omen. Vulnerability and unapologetic vulnerability is an omen.
i will gladly feast on those who would subdue me.