Kavya @properlypurple@queer.party
WordPress hacker, free software activist, non-binary trans woman, and queer af
she/they
Hello lovelies,
Take a moment.
Breathe deep, relax a little. Remember to hydrate, take your meds, eat a little something and stretch.
Most all, appreciate even if for just a moment how amazing you are
Forever forward,
Lily
posting "punch nazis" on twitter: banned for inciting violence
posting "punch nazis" on mastodon: gaining the respect of the admin
A little more than 4 years ago today, I was going through the most rigorous interview process of my life. I didn’t know that this would lead to a whole world of possibilities for me. Today marks the 4th anniversary of me joining the most fulfilling job of my life, at this tiny little web company of 400 odd people, called Automattic. After 4 years and many many amazing experiences, I can say that coming here was the best decision of my life. The last 4 years have been very instrumental in shaping who I am today. It gave me the space I needed to discover myself. The unique distributed nature of our work allowed me to grow as myself. I have made many amazing friends, forged special relationships with people, found a sense of community and belonging, and so much more. On the 10th day of my joining, I had to fly thousands of kilometers to Whistler, Canada, to attend the Grand meetup, a yearly thing where all Automatticians come together. It was basically taking an introvert like me and throwing them into a sea of strangers speaking all kinds of different languages. I found that everyone was the same, regardless of our differences. I will be forever grateful for my time with all of those amazing people, especially with the global situation now. As I start this 5th year at this workplace which has treated me like family, I just hope that I can go on for more years like this. If you are reading this, and want to work with me, we’re always hiring.
(psa: Death Of The Author is an academic tool, not a moral one. it is the theory you apply when you want to analyze a text without considering authorial intent; it says nothing about the ethics of *consuming* art when it turns out the artist is a shítbàg)
imagine thinking people who are cutesy and kind and gentle are "naive" and not like, freakishly powerful for existing in this world for more than 6 years and not becoming cynical and miserable
The future
Every step I took, brought me closer to today. Every step I take, takes me closer to the promise of a tomorrow, where the clouds are silver,and the mist hugs you like an old friend of cold fire. Every moment of today, is another step to that far-flung future where the fire is ice and the road with the yellow bricks takes me home — home, where I am me; undoubtedly, completely, and unapologetically, me
Love and carbon
I realized this poem has never been shared on this blog, so here it goes. It was first written in 2011, and published in August 2012 on my Deviantart profile. Posting it here for a full circle. Thank you for reading :)
What are we? Just a bunch of Carbon atoms, roaming freely in the universe Until they meet, and become one, maybe not for eternity, but for their lifetimes. like aching
There are only two genders, Cis Men and Sick Of Cis Men's Shit
WordPress hacker, free software activist, non-binary trans woman, and queer af
she/they
