Garden Punk

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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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lissar

When identity is derived from projecting an image in the public realm, something is lost, some core of identity diluted, some sense of authority or interiority sacrificed. It is time to question the false equivalency between not being seen and hiding. And time to reevaluate the merits of the inconspicuous life, to search out some antidote to continuous exposure, and to reconsider the value of going unseen, undetected, or overlooked in this new world. Might invisibility be regarded not simply as refuge, but as a condition with its own meaning and power? Going unseen may be becoming a sign of decency and self-assurance. The impulse to escape notice is not about complacent isolation or senseless conformity, but about maintaining identity, propriety, autonomy, and voice. It is not about retreating from the digital world but about finding some genuine alternative to a life of perpetual display. It is not about mindless effacement but mindful awareness. Neither disgraceful nor discrediting, such obscurity can be vital to our very sense of being, a way of fitting in with the immediate social, cultural, or environmental landscape. Human endeavor can be something interior, private, and self-contained. We can gain, rather than suffer, from deep reserve.

— Akiko Busch, How to Disappear: Notes on Invisibility in a Time of Transparency. [bold text added by me.]

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odst-tawn

doodle charlies ( @theplantqueer ) from twitter

ID: 2 drawings.
a white queer wheelchair user with glasses, dyed green hair with a dark undercut, and a happy expression. they wear a plaid gray and red shirt, an olive green denim vest over it, dark shorts, and large boots. they have a manual wheelchair with green accenting and hold a large sign above their head that says “I love crips!” in capitalized text.
in the next pic the same queer has their mouth wide open in a yell. they wear a pale muted pink tee and dark shorts, and lie star-fished in their bed. big capitalized green text shows they are yelling “I love crips!”

theplantqueer

me!! my two modes

i also haven't used tumblr in ages dw! my face me art