wish i had the sense of safety & relative distance to be able to poetically astrologize the abject terror this week has wrought.

this is something that's been said again and again but perhaps consider for a moment the privilege -- yes, privilege -- of being able to have sufficient comfort to contemplate this week's events without concurrent "will i ever feel safe in the country where i was born" feelings.

i'm not being facetious.

i genuinely wish i could sit in astrological contemplation over current events, since doing so has provided the comfort of selective dissociation for me in different circumstances.

when you engage with clinically poetic astrologizing over harrowing events whose consequences are still very much up in the air, you make clear who you are writing to/for.

it's not me, or others who have to walk through this world as targets of unspeakable + undeserved hate.

if clinically poetic astrologizing helps you deal with this moment, that's great, please don't stop!

but maybe take a moment to consider your privilege in being able to do so, and where/when/with who you share your beautifully-worded-if-insensitive conclusions.

(for my part, i'm re-exiting social media for a few days. obviously what others post is not up to me, but what i consume very much is.)