Querido Diaria (050826),

It's been very frustrating to work hard at growing myself as a person over time, and watch so many people devolve and destroy before even asking why. Why are we all always fighting with each other? I hate seeing beauty, creativity, & love, in real time being eviscerated for olde ideals and cancerous patterns of behavior. #fuckcancer I don't like the regularity of the real human experience being scrapped for parts like an olde Corolla.

I want independence and interdependence for my people, my home, my country (though wtf is a border anyway?). The biggest struggle is watching something like Black Panther II get such high praise, when ultimately it hurts so much to watch. Opening with a black leader's funeral, watching a queen MOTHER die while attacked in her home, and to ultimately watch Black & Brown people hurt each other while the ultimate culprits sit far off and away unscathed.

It reminds me of an entire family collapsing in on itself and ending with siblings fighting each other over resources they could collect and share. I'm exhausted with someone sitting at the top of this ancient pyramid scheme called patriarchy. The pyramid needs to collapse so we can rebuild from the collection of history, artifacts, jars of honey, remnants, and commune with the dead to celebrate their lives and earthly contributions to humanity. I want community and connection for all of us (even in small doses).

xo, jerseyquinn

P.s. I'm reassessing my hobbies and may be more into cars than I thought. Sims is the last saddening straw. I want to dance & sing & scream & fuck. #wagonwatch