How to Keep Wannabe Autocrats from Walling Your Weird (in 5 not-so-easy steps)

“We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness—and call it love—true love” [for life, for self, for those we share our weird with]. ~ Robert Fulghum (and moi)
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1. Resist common ideality.

2. If the fist of orthodoxy threatens to meek your Nature given wild, scream, “I love strange!” and dance for a spell.

3. If anyone suggests your differences make you less, remember that normal is a con (more apparent than real).

4. Worship critical thinking, and sense.

5. Trust your strange.

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the blackout poem bits behind the how-to


for Hedgewitch’s Friday 55.

A Living Curl

I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t in complete love with Nature. So when Sanaa’s Prompt Nights asked for poems that sprouted “when [one was] besotted with green”, I had a chat with my container garden. A twisted leaf, from one of my wee grapefruit plants, spoke the loudest. 😉

“A Living Curl”

I
am a living curl
in the must-be-straight
and normal
of society’s garden.

I
am no one’s
black or white sheep
(my fabric is of luscious
green).

I
sparkle
with my own luster
and live with the rest,
but…

I always remain only me.

 

Grapefruit Leaf