My (our) body is sick

day 18

waning gibbous

five of pentacles reversed

cycle day 9

“In truth, capitalist society is necessarily imperialist, continuously creating defenceless populations for expropriation. Its economy would not work if everyone was paid wages that cover their true reproduction costs. By institutionalising that division, capitalism entrenches imperialism and racial oppression.” Nancy Fraser, Cannibal Capitalism

I don’t know exactly what I’m going to do or how but I cannot continue to labor under this social order. I’m livid and despondent. I’m mad on behalf of myself, my children, my community, and the millions who’ve already been sacrificed and continue to be violently exploited. I know it’s been said everywhere now and in every way but earth cannot sustain this. I am not able to function in this reality. I will, enough, because I value my existence but I know that I must align my energy to also be radically resisting what is absolutely horrific and disgustingly normalized.

I do not exist to pay bills. None of us do. This is fucking insane. And my entrapment is relatively privileged. Enough. We have to find ways to say enough.

image of studio ledge by Aimee Rievley, The Sparrows Eye