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Youre welcome loves

-Channie (Chris Bahng)

Whoever cleaned our entire floor and put away the laundry we've been neglecting thank you

-blurry

A Soft Revolution of Light

For the ones who feel the call of the new Earth…

There is a quiet stirring beneath the noise of the old world. A vibration hums through the hearts of the awakened. Not all can hear it yet, but those who do are being called home.

Not to the homes we’ve known, but to the ones we are meant to build.

Small, conscious communities are being created— not by strategy, but through divine inspiration. Not as a rebellion of force, but as a return to harmony— to the land, to spirit, to one another.

These communities won’t be formed in boardrooms or built by blueprints of ego. They’ll sprout from campfires and shared meals, from garden soil and open palms. They’ll rise in the forest clearings. They will rise in the treehouses kissed by starlight. They will rise in the laughter of children raised with freedom and remembrance.

I have seen it. I am creating it. A treehouse homestead where souls live close to the Earth and closer to Love. We’ll grow our own food, preserve the harvest, share medicine and song. There will be a free store, a communal kitchen, and hearts wide open. Five families—maybe more—each one drawn by the invisible thread of destiny. And their children… and their children’s children. A lineage of lovekeepers and land-healers, carrying this sacred vision long after I’ve moved on to my next adventure.

But perhaps your vision looks different— maybe you see yurts beneath the northern lights, or eco-domes in the desert. Maybe your soul longs for a seaside sanctuary, or a village within city gardens. Perhaps your community is nomadic, caravan-style, or rooted in the sacred rhythms of song, art, and ceremony. There is no one right way—only the way that calls to you. The blueprint lives inside you already. Let it rise. Let it speak. Let it shape the world with your hands.

Because it will not be a single savior, a policy, or a system that sets us free. It will be the communities. The small, intentional circles of awakened beings— banding together, building together, creating together. That is how we shift timelines. That is how we remember what it means to live in harmony with one another and this Earth.

This is not just my dream. It is ours.

A collective vision whispered by the stars, remembered through meditation, and made real by every seed planted in hope.

The shift will not come from governments. It will come from gardeners. From wisdom keepers and wild-hearted builders. From women who remember. From men who unlearn. From souls who show up, again and again, with love as their blueprint.

If something within you aches when you hear these words, it might be with longing. It's not with sadness. Then this is your sign. You are one of the builders of the new world. The ones who came to create not alone, but together.

We are not waiting for the future. We are the future. And it begins in community.

Come find us. We are gathering.

— Rooted & Roaming Wandering Home

Source: A Soft Revolution of Light

Never expected this from you Steve

Cowards won’t Reblog

@2wistedf4tes this you?

-Albedo

reclusive child with elaborate imagination and maladaptive daydreaming to plural teenager who doesn’t identify with thier own body anymore pipeline is unfortunatelg real

I'm curious systems, what's the craziest form that's ever happened for you? I just saw a post signed off with "lesbian" and I just imagined a headmate who's source is the general/average oncept of lesbian. I always giggle at concept forms because they're so cool and often unique, people need to give concept forms more attention

-Blurry

As a misce citizen I can confirm I do knead

-Hyunjin

Nesting, scenting, purring, scruffing... A lot of animalistic behaviours have been attributed to omegaverse characters. But there's one I've never seen used, and that's a shame. Have any of you heard about... Kneading?

Also known as making biscuits.

It's something kittens do with their mums, but older cats often do that with their favourite humans or soft toys and blankets!

It's associated with nest-making and scenting. Famous omegaverse things!

(as well as with heats in queens, but I'm trying to keep the post sfw, so shhhh)

Pups could do that with their parents! Omegas (and other nest-makers) could do that with their nests! And everyone could give friendly little massages to their friends!

(or make them a pizza, but like, as an Omegaverse Instinct™ thing)

So consider: kneading.

Scheduling this for when I'm at school so yeah but like listen

Being a system is the wildest shit because NONE of us look like the body. We happened to stop looking in mirrors a good while ago because we just- didn't look in the direction of a mirror or care to look at ourselves so every once and a while it's just:

"Man I wonder if I have plaque on my teeth rn lemme lo-" cut off by the staring and internal thoughts of "Wait where did my brown hair go why am I covered in acne and why are my teeth so wack-" and scanning the body in the mirror like it's a foreign object in mf Subnautica in disbelief. Then it hits that you ARENT a cute lil cis man with small hands but rather a fat white trans man with uncomfortable everything.. and small hands unfortunately that stays-

BUT THEN IT GETS W A C K BECAUSE A SECOND REALIZAYION HITS THAT YOU'RE A GROWN ASS MAN IN THE BODY OF A MINOR??

I feel almost like a creep for just sitting here like 🧍‍♂️

But then again our headspace is all grown men except like three teenagers in which only ONE is actually a woman??

AND THEN WHAM WHAM WHAM TRIPLE WHIPLASH BECAUSE NOT ONLY IS MY ANATOMY NOT CORRECT BUT ITS D O U B L E NOT CORRECT BECAUSE IM MISCE SO LIKE WHAT THE FUCK!!

Ain't nothing right here and my only meds is time and money to mold myself into a new shape (man) like pottery.

BUT THAT ONLY SOLVES TWO WHABLOOEYS BECAUSE MISCE DYSPHORIA CANNOT BE PHYSICALLY FIXED WTF

..yall it's too late at night for this put me down

To sleep.

My least favourite pipeline has to be the shocker-whiplash-triple whablooey because it happens within five seconds and my life crumbles before my (and the body's) very eyes

-🐥

I'm back!! Almost all l posts have been removed from my page as I'm not in the fandom this was originally for anymore! Thank you all for staying around! I'm gonna quickly make a post to pin as a welcome post and then we'll get on track

Plain chip: Yoi can eat me when meals aren't too close or at meal

Chip with fancy yellow/orange saucey stuff: I am meal, I am all you need

Chip vs nacho debate? Very interesting. Why chip in fancy clothes meal? Just fancy cloth, no need for meal label. Plain chip, very normal chip. As animals, chips no clothes. Chips side, dressed chip is meal

(I WROTE THIS IMPUSLIVELY AS A JOKE BUT I THINK I JUST DISCOVERED WHY HUMANS THINK THEYRE HIGHER HELLPP)

(FANCY CHIP IS DRESSED AND IS IN A SOLID CONTAINER, PLAIN CHIP IS NOT DRESSED BESIDES SEASONING AND LIVES IN CAVE)

(CHIP BAG DEN??? NACHO BOX HOUSE????)

Humans are just fancy chip. Animal is plain chip. Still chip, just dressed different

Everyone always wonders, "The chicken or the egg?"

I have made extensive research (aka my brain) and have found the egg comes first.

This is because dinosaur eggs existed long before chickens, and because the problem doesn't specify the egg species, it's a general egg.

The general egg was before the specific chicken, therefore, the egg was first.

Hope this helped someone :)

Feel free to ask any questions on the further subject, class dismissed.