Karmic Resonance

Karmic Resonance

@bbelton@pkm.social

Other worlds through mutual incantation. Colonialism, racism, and capitalism have ruined the world, but patriarchy is the ring that binds them. Chop wood, carry water; catch things as they fall. Part fae. Mycelial. I live in niches and the crooks of trees. Feeling somewhat interstitial these days. John Seed once called me a madman (we must get pricked by all the green whorly things). Noospheric froth rarely reaches the ground.

Karmic Resonance

@bbelton@pkm.social

Other worlds through mutual incantation. Colonialism, racism, and capitalism have ruined the world, but patriarchy is the ring that binds them. Chop wood, carry water; catch things as they fall. Part fae. Mycelial. I live in niches and the crooks of trees. Feeling somewhat interstitial these days. John Seed once called me a madman (we must get pricked by all the green whorly things). Noospheric froth rarely reaches the ground.

Karmic Resonance

@bbelton@pkm.social

Other worlds through mutual incantation. Colonialism, racism, and capitalism have ruined the world, but patriarchy is the ring that binds them. Chop wood, carry water; catch things as they fall. Part fae. Mycelial. I live in niches and the crooks of trees. Feeling somewhat interstitial these days. John Seed once called me a madman (we must get pricked by all the green whorly things). Noospheric froth rarely reaches the ground.

Karmic Resonance

@bbelton@pkm.social

Other worlds through mutual incantation. Colonialism, racism, and capitalism have ruined the world, but patriarchy is the ring that binds them. Chop wood, carry water; catch things as they fall. Part fae. Mycelial. I live in niches and the crooks of trees. Feeling somewhat interstitial these days. John Seed once called me a madman (we must get pricked by all the green whorly things). Noospheric froth rarely reaches the ground.

Karmic Resonance

@bbelton@pkm.social

Other worlds through mutual incantation. Colonialism, racism, and capitalism have ruined the world, but patriarchy is the ring that binds them. Chop wood, carry water; catch things as they fall. Part fae. Mycelial. I live in niches and the crooks of trees. Feeling somewhat interstitial these days. John Seed once called me a madman (we must get pricked by all the green whorly things). Noospheric froth rarely reaches the ground.