social media be making me want to kill myself so i decided that i was going to find a different way to share what's going on in my life with the world that fit my vibe. for those of you who do not know the vibes, allow me to realign your chakras:
i simply hate the way that people chat at each other on social media knowing full well that they're better than that. we've normalized pure assholery on a level hitherto undreamt of and ya boys not with the shits
i simply love the way that people chat at each other on social media knowing full well that they're better than that. we've normalized pure assholery on a level hitherto undreamt of but knowing better, i still am not with the shits
social media silos you into everybody else's projections and labels creating decontextualized realities that would create for one another in our heads and while that might read as i’m off a bean right now, i'm deadass serious, i’m tired of it and i have thoughts about it and if you would like to read it, here's the space for it
we all contain multitudes but we also like to put everyone under one label as if they don't contain multitudes as well.
i'm tired of knowing I’m not performative and truly believe in shit but feeling like i'm performing all the time (onstage, offstage, in meetings, on socials, pretending to be happy, etc) so rather than give decontextualized, unresearched, extremely opinionated hot takes anymore that limit me to “black dude on twitter” or “comedian on twitter” or “writer on twitter” or “dj on twitter” or “twitter activist” or “nigga who cares too much about what natasha bedingfield is up to right now on twitter,” i'm going to give you all the mix right here, like a fruit salad of facts or a better metaphor i’ll come up with later, this is stream of consciousness, free range, organic me
a lot of the problem with social media is that people take a decontextualized bit of information and run with it as if it is the whole of somebody's being so this space is supposed to be a safe space to talk about a lot of different things i’m feeling. life in progress for all of us, and some of us have more loading bars open than others, some of us are further along, and some of us haven't updated our software in a while. the speed of the rises and falls on social media, moment-to-moment, post to post often has us forgetting that some things take time to set in, to think about, to respond to with love and care and that sometimes words spoken in haste or taken out of context can have damaging effects on everybody involved.
i’ll drop a loosie newsletter, long form or short, whenever i feel like it (probably monthly) to update the world on my terms but they might come in any format. here are some possibilities:
musings, goings on, whatnot- loose thoughts, ideas, jokes, premises, recipes, maybe a sketch or an essay, could be visual, audio, or it could be a vibe felt only by the stout of heart
news from the block - a guest submission from a near and dear friend or maybe a random stranger, i dunno nigga, could even get a dog on the beat for a tight 16
third eye reading list - i have been called a reading ass nigga in the past, present, future and after life so maybe a book list, songs article, documentary, tv/film, maybe a limewire file from ‘05 to give your computer digital hpv (rip to my dell, i put you at risk for a paramore song 😔)
free game - a random word, piece of advice, bathroom graffiti, proverb, song lyric or phrase to get you through some tough times, might even regrout the tiles in your bathroom, who knows
free smoke - i don’t like things and it’s ok if you do like them just know it’s because you’re wrong fundamentally in your dna makeup and you should take a moment to say “fuck dasani” if you’ve made it this far. this is the slanderous part of the art so unless dasani runs me a mill, consider this an anti-dasani space, take your thicc imitation water elsewhere
the plugs - shout outs to the special people in my life also doing dope things; making art, having babies, getting married, doing molly at a cousin’s bat mitzvah, rites of passage, you know
[moroverly and in conclusion]
i hope you enjoy this extension of my creative process and remember that this is an attempt to allow myself to let my guard down as well as let people into my thought processes. i am very approachable to talk about nearly everything but understand that if your approach is wack, i will not bang with you, my pal. you cross my boundaries, talk unnecessarily spicy to me, or chat shit in a way that is derogatory, baseless, any type of -ist or -phobic, we gonna have a problem. everything i say here is subject to change if/when i learn new information (you know, how life should be). i’m learning. you’re learning. we’re learning.
free game - we've all been intentionally and unintentionally miseducated about so many things in the world so to assume that everyone is at the same level that we are about anything is bullshit. meet people as they are, take people as they come, but do not sacrifice your integrity, your safety, or your energy. invest in the ones you love. drink water. long live cicely tyson.
(yes I finessed the all lowercase from bell hooks but it's not on some swaggerjack shit, i just hate how the uppercase q is just a fancy uppercase o and we just sit here and let that happen)
M