solidarity and self-love in the times of cholera

these seem like pretty sick times.
but when have times really been okay?
hm. really.
things are the same they've ever been. just as sick or okay as you see them.
whats new, i think, is the volume/quantity and speed at which things happen.
today's version of 'to be or not to be - that is the question' could well be 'to slow down or to speed up - aye, there's the rub.'
the hit-and-daze strategy employed by oppressors nowadays is definitely effective in corroding our ability to prioritize, or even correctly identify our true needs.
so, out of solidarity as well as self-love, i'll vote for 'to slow down.'

there is also the mushy pollution in our minds and hearts caused by the swallowing of the BS constructed by and pitched at us in dazing gusts by the overclass: the boone of the family, the power of love, the (self-righteous) content and appreciation resulting from being and doing what everyone considers 'right.' these notions have an incredible conforming power. it saddens me to hear young people - cisgender or trans, roma or non-roma, religious or not - say that the most important thing in the face of adversity or in happy times is to have a family, or somebody who loves you by your side. you know, like a 'significant other' - brrrr, that phrase. god help my kids.
such beliefs that can be very corrosive to genuine solidarity, self-love or selfwhatevergood. 
let us be clear: i believe that seeking companionship is something inherently encoded in our genes. but when that coding is messed with by capitalism or politicianism - which are essentially the same thing in these times of cholera - then we are in mortal danger. besides extinction per se, the more serious/scary danger, for me, is losing our humanity. empathy. humour.

this blog was started as a form of self-therapy at a time when most of my material, physical and emotional resources went into taking care of my mom. it was also a time when i felt abandoned and unsupported by what i considered then to be close and caring friends.
the pain of losing my mom and those friends has in the meantime been mostly dealt with.
things are very different from what they were 2 years ago.
so im thinking about taking this blog in a new direction.
what is the new direction about?
ill blog about stuff that means humanity to me.
blend in a bit of humour with that. a must:)
solidarity and self-love.
the freedom to change my mind as many times as i want, about anything.
for novelty kicks and out of necessity: actively advocating against institutionalized/normed family. there is much harm to be prevented if more of us realise how family, like sexuality or love or icecream, comes in many different shapes and flavours. that institutionalized family is the most powerful weapon in the hands of those who want us to not be able think for ourselves, or realize our own desires and potential. imprisonment of some sort is inescapable nowadays - im afraid foucault was right. but if we are all at least realistically aware of how the cookie crumbles, and not despair of get too mad when we realize how sick the times are, maybe we can maintain some level of humanity, using genuine empathy and self-love as our protection.

from today, sunday diaries changes to family diaries
- below, a pic and video to illustrate my new mission statement.
here's to family! mazeltov, everyone <3

https://imgur.com/gallery/buPyUIW