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daimoan · 10 hours
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Whenever someone asks me how I'm feeling, how old I am or what I like to do in my free time, I feel like an alien who took over some random human's body and now has to prove that they are, in fact, that human.
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daimoan · 10 hours
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God made me this way because he knew I'd be too powerful if I had social skills
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daimoan · 10 hours
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do you ever just completely lose sight of what its like to be known
#anytime i consider speaking on my experience its like no they will actually think i am completely nuts +not believe me#+ it doesn't make sense anyway#which is because how am i supposed to flesh it out into something that would make sense if i have no way to iterate on the story#i am very fucking interested in giving up the story already but the human thing will not accept this#oh the plurality is leaking out now that's cool i guess.#the thing that doesn't make sense is that nobody is here but there's 2 of us and i talk like im a singlet#and like if i tell people nobody is here they... don't respect that#and i understand it's like not socially acceptable and stuff. it's unusual and they don't have a framework for this#but i live like this and i can't talk about it?? hello?? i can't tell my therapist this. she will think i am in some kind of crisis#as if i didn't do this entirely on purpose as if it's not a deeply meaningful/less path of mysticism#and like it hurts but also im not sorry that this is what i care about and want to do. not sorry this is the thing i wont sacrifice#but good god i need someone who knows what it's like or at least is curious about what its like#i told my most spiritual friend and he told me to consider medication and i just. it makes me want to scream can i just.#like do you understand the difficulty here is that there's no one here so how can it be known? it can't. i can't.#but human bodies physiologically need to feel heard and whatever.#but like what am i supposed to say. to meet this need.#other than what im saying now i guess. this is what's actually important to me so i guess it'll have to be this.
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daimoan · 11 hours
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Get you a girl who speaks in parentheses. Get you a girl who includes information in a sentence that isn't necessary but adds additional context or commentary.
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daimoan · 14 hours
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what a bunch of amatonormies
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daimoan · 16 hours
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I got a ouioui but I think she's not like the other girls????
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daimoan · 17 hours
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Advaita is not an experience, because experience is based on duality (dvaita).
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daimoan · 17 hours
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“Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn’t nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand.”
— #Aldous Huxley
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daimoan · 19 hours
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daimoan · 20 hours
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daimoan · 20 hours
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heyy relax, no need to raise your hackles at me. i was only saying "people" as a semantic expression, i know what you are
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daimoan · 20 hours
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would you love me if my bestial form had no remnant of human expression? if my face was unreadable, stoic, if the signifiers of personhood were gone? if i crawled on all fours, if my spine was hunched, if i didn't just bark and purr but chuff, snort, snarl? is monstrosity good when it isn't palatable? how much inhumanity can you tolerate?
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daimoan · 20 hours
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daimoan · 20 hours
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@funnier-as-a-system
@funnier-as-a-nonhuman
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daimoan · 20 hours
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daimoan · 22 hours
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Like a mover remaining unmoved
A believer living without proof
Like a prayer that lingers on my lips
Turns an open palm into a fist
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