Pt. 1 | The Revolutionary And The Rebel

“I write for those women who do not speak, for those who do not have a voice because they were so terrified, because we are taught to respect fear more than ourselves. We’ve been taught that silence would save us, but it won’t.”– Audre Lorde

Roconia | The Revolutionary

photo credit: @jazzthenoise

photo credit: @jazzthenoise

There’s nothing revolutionary about making a cup of tea. Unless, of course, the tea is your own.

I stirred my cup of tea and started a typhoon.

Step 1: Fill a kettle with fresh, cold water and bring to a boil. 

You never forget the moment the music stops. When life stops being a party and you stop being a princess. You never forget the moment you’re dropped from the clouds of exemption into a pile of real life shit. At that very moment, you begin to cherish every move of your last naïve dance.

Read more from Roconia here.


Denni: The Rebel

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photo credit: @jazzthenoise

noun: rebel; plural noun: rebels

a person who resists authority, control, or convention.

nonconformist, dissenter, dissident, iconoclast, maverick

Being a rebel—for any reason or cause—is not easy. It’s often a lonely existence. It’s easier to just “go with the flow” on everything. To not challenge. To not ask questions.

For me, fortunately and unfortunately, taking the “easy road” has never been an option. Even when I try to sit quietly while listening to or seeing a micro or macro injustice, my true self—my intuition, spirit, the voice in my head—shouts at me and says “Rise up!”

Read more from Denni here.