@chanchotatu.bsky.social
Dreamer. Maker. Revolutionary (thinker). I refuse to accept a world where people suffer to survive, and dignity is optional. Also, I make things, because every rebellion needs a touch of whimsey.
A fun look back on the year in music hits different when it’s paired with propaganda for Trump’s deportation machine. I won't use Spotify while the platform runs recruitment ads for ICE. app.sosha.ai/s/UeMajSi5
As for my new music, hello #Deezer
As for my new music, hello #Deezer
Spotify: Wrapped in complicity
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December 3, 2025 at 8:16 PM
A fun look back on the year in music hits different when it’s paired with propaganda for Trump’s deportation machine. I won't use Spotify while the platform runs recruitment ads for ICE. app.sosha.ai/s/UeMajSi5
As for my new music, hello #Deezer
As for my new music, hello #Deezer
"A life of a single human being is worth a million times more than all the property of the richest man on Earth."
- Ernesto "Che" Guevara
I feel like this quote needed brought up again these days.
- Ernesto "Che" Guevara
I feel like this quote needed brought up again these days.
October 3, 2025 at 11:02 PM
"A life of a single human being is worth a million times more than all the property of the richest man on Earth."
- Ernesto "Che" Guevara
I feel like this quote needed brought up again these days.
- Ernesto "Che" Guevara
I feel like this quote needed brought up again these days.
Reposted
In this war
On immigrants and the poor
On free spirits and true freedom believers
Where the man who would be our leader
Has stretched a vile shadow over Lady Liberty
I choose to take up her torch.
Give me your tired
Give me your poor
Give me your huddled masses
And you will find sanctuary at my door
On immigrants and the poor
On free spirits and true freedom believers
Where the man who would be our leader
Has stretched a vile shadow over Lady Liberty
I choose to take up her torch.
Give me your tired
Give me your poor
Give me your huddled masses
And you will find sanctuary at my door
August 9, 2025 at 9:20 PM
In this war
On immigrants and the poor
On free spirits and true freedom believers
Where the man who would be our leader
Has stretched a vile shadow over Lady Liberty
I choose to take up her torch.
Give me your tired
Give me your poor
Give me your huddled masses
And you will find sanctuary at my door
On immigrants and the poor
On free spirits and true freedom believers
Where the man who would be our leader
Has stretched a vile shadow over Lady Liberty
I choose to take up her torch.
Give me your tired
Give me your poor
Give me your huddled masses
And you will find sanctuary at my door