I have not felt this much sadness and loss & yet mountains of radical optimism & hope ever before & I know that I am not alone in these feelings.

We must not let go of these emotions, friends.

Let them guide you to build the world you want to leave behind. A world where we don’t have to thrive at the expense of each other and can thrive collectively. A world you would want the future posterities to grow up in.

To grieve is also to love. Grief is one of the strongest and most genuine forms of love & often the most powerful.

We must allow ourselves to hurt: our heartbreak must radicalize us and make us truly believe that a better world isn’t only possible, but also worth fighting for.

There is so much hope I have for people. I read Harsha Walia’s bio which says “hard on issues, soft on people” & I have been sitting with it for a bit.

There is something so deeply intrinsic about loving others. Hating the world but profusely loving it at the same time…

I want better for all of us. I want you to want better for all of us.

I want you to love the world like I do. I want you to see that there is hope. I want you to see that we are the hope.

Once we genuinely see that we belong alongside one another and not pitted against each other, It is so fucking over.

I used to grieve the world I pictured existing before these empires but now think about the future and I envision a reality that transcends far beyond what has ever existed.

“When the revolution comes where will you hide?” NO. when the revolution comes i want you on my side.