Frank Frazetta

"America" by Claude McKay

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,

And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,

Stealing my breath of life, I will confess

I love this cultured hell that tests my youth!

Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,

Giving me strength erect against her hate.

Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.

Yet as a rebel fronts a king in state,

I stand within her walls with not a shred

Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.

Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,

And see her might and granite wonders there,

Beneath the touch of Time's unerring hand,

Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.

05.03 - Thunder

Rae Klein (American, 1995) - You Are Completely Safe (2024)

The MAGA misogyny is manifest.

anyone else get embarrassed when their self indulgent daydreams are like too self-indulgent? like oh jeez the telepaths are going to judge me

i think it’d be easier to understand double bookkeeping if people more often talked about the difference between knowing something and believing it.

- you can know your friends love you, but not believe it.

- you can know nobody is spying on you, but not believe it.

- you can know you don’t have to be perfect, but not believe it.

- you can know your thoughts won’t affect reality, but not believe it.

knowing that your belief is false doesn’t always mean you stop believing it.