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A personal blog for Ille the gal as she lives life a sovereign migrant / unauthorized immigrant.
Sunday, March 10
I’m an alien from outer space, I’m a cybergirl without a face, a heart, or a mind, (a product of metal, I’m a product of the man) I’m a slave girl without a race, On the run ‘cause they’re here to erase and chase out my kind, (They’ve come to destroy me.)
And I think to myself, Wait! Its impossible. They’re gunning for me! And now, they’re after you (for loving, too.) I hear the sirens go doooo-doooo.
Afrofuturist art will always have a special place in my heart. I think I need to revisit it and come to better understand how to appreciate it. As one deemed an “illegal alien,” how could I nothave been drawn to it?
i just hate 90 percent of discourse on cultural appropriation from south asian people on tumblr because they are projecting their experience in a white supremacist west onto the bodies and voices of...
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