K.Journeay - मेघान्त
@dervishspin.bsky.social
Poet, sword fighter, history nerd. Studying animism, myth, business architecture, and plant wisdom. Also there are likely cats. She/her
I just got back from Les Beltaines in Quebec. Had some great melee moments in the combined Heavy List and Rapier scenario. Strange to be fighting in conjunction with the other form, but it was handled safely and well. Once the East figured out how the scenario worked on the ground, we rallied. 1/X
June 16, 2025 at 1:02 PM
I just got back from Les Beltaines in Quebec. Had some great melee moments in the combined Heavy List and Rapier scenario. Strange to be fighting in conjunction with the other form, but it was handled safely and well. Once the East figured out how the scenario worked on the ground, we rallied. 1/X
I am not a tourney fighter. I prefer melee and singles outside the tournament pressure cooker,
but I fought in a very high stakes tournament on Saturday. I was delighted to discover my own tournament head space.
I did the best I have ever done in a tournament!
I might do it again.
#swords #sca
but I fought in a very high stakes tournament on Saturday. I was delighted to discover my own tournament head space.
I did the best I have ever done in a tournament!
I might do it again.
#swords #sca
May 6, 2025 at 12:11 PM
Small moments of awe:
Mist, moving slowly across a dawn field, shafts of the sun not yet strong enough to disperse it's gloom. A red winged blackbird rises out of the field, into the light, singing.
Mist, moving slowly across a dawn field, shafts of the sun not yet strong enough to disperse it's gloom. A red winged blackbird rises out of the field, into the light, singing.
April 30, 2025 at 1:27 PM
Small moments of awe:
Mist, moving slowly across a dawn field, shafts of the sun not yet strong enough to disperse it's gloom. A red winged blackbird rises out of the field, into the light, singing.
Mist, moving slowly across a dawn field, shafts of the sun not yet strong enough to disperse it's gloom. A red winged blackbird rises out of the field, into the light, singing.
April 27, 2025 at 2:45 PM
April 22, 2025 at 12:40 PM
April 19, 2025 at 11:26 PM
Omg Politicians:
Stop.Using.X.
You compromise the message you are delivering by using X as a vehicle of communication.
The American people can't trust, or believe, anything coming from that platform.
Stop.Using.X.
You compromise the message you are delivering by using X as a vehicle of communication.
The American people can't trust, or believe, anything coming from that platform.
April 16, 2025 at 7:52 PM
Omg Politicians:
Stop.Using.X.
You compromise the message you are delivering by using X as a vehicle of communication.
The American people can't trust, or believe, anything coming from that platform.
Stop.Using.X.
You compromise the message you are delivering by using X as a vehicle of communication.
The American people can't trust, or believe, anything coming from that platform.
Today I am wearing stompy boots, leggings with mushrooms on them, a short purple skirt, a wine colored wool tunic top and a green wool, zip up, hoodie. My hair is unwashed, & there is dirt under my fingernails because I was in the greenhouse potting up seedlings.
I look hot.
Crone is the new black.
I look hot.
Crone is the new black.
April 13, 2025 at 8:04 PM
Today I am wearing stompy boots, leggings with mushrooms on them, a short purple skirt, a wine colored wool tunic top and a green wool, zip up, hoodie. My hair is unwashed, & there is dirt under my fingernails because I was in the greenhouse potting up seedlings.
I look hot.
Crone is the new black.
I look hot.
Crone is the new black.
April 12, 2025 at 3:16 PM
Gratuitous seedling post!
Look at my babies!
Look at my babies!
April 10, 2025 at 11:58 AM
Gratuitous seedling post!
Look at my babies!
Look at my babies!
leaden sky,
neither rain nor snow,
but something in-between.
mud.
shouldn't spring feel like hope?
Awe,
when it comes,
is bridegroom to light.
there is none of that
on the horizon.
#poetry
neither rain nor snow,
but something in-between.
mud.
shouldn't spring feel like hope?
Awe,
when it comes,
is bridegroom to light.
there is none of that
on the horizon.
#poetry
April 8, 2025 at 11:47 AM
leaden sky,
neither rain nor snow,
but something in-between.
mud.
shouldn't spring feel like hope?
Awe,
when it comes,
is bridegroom to light.
there is none of that
on the horizon.
#poetry
neither rain nor snow,
but something in-between.
mud.
shouldn't spring feel like hope?
Awe,
when it comes,
is bridegroom to light.
there is none of that
on the horizon.
#poetry
Stocking up on canned goods while choice is still plentiful, and prices have not yet risen.
There are limits on eggs.
I flashback to grocery runs during COVID Times. Different limits then.
I start shaking with rage.
We already did this.
We already did this.
#tariffs #tariffsarethenewplague
There are limits on eggs.
I flashback to grocery runs during COVID Times. Different limits then.
I start shaking with rage.
We already did this.
We already did this.
#tariffs #tariffsarethenewplague
April 6, 2025 at 3:18 PM
Stocking up on canned goods while choice is still plentiful, and prices have not yet risen.
There are limits on eggs.
I flashback to grocery runs during COVID Times. Different limits then.
I start shaking with rage.
We already did this.
We already did this.
#tariffs #tariffsarethenewplague
There are limits on eggs.
I flashback to grocery runs during COVID Times. Different limits then.
I start shaking with rage.
We already did this.
We already did this.
#tariffs #tariffsarethenewplague
April Fools jokes are only funny in a world that prioritizes truth telling, and uses words to honestly communicate, not deceive.
That is no longer our world.
April Fools jokes in 2025 are just another type of disinformation; I am out of patience for those kinds of pranks.
That is no longer our world.
April Fools jokes in 2025 are just another type of disinformation; I am out of patience for those kinds of pranks.
April 1, 2025 at 3:57 PM
April Fools jokes are only funny in a world that prioritizes truth telling, and uses words to honestly communicate, not deceive.
That is no longer our world.
April Fools jokes in 2025 are just another type of disinformation; I am out of patience for those kinds of pranks.
That is no longer our world.
April Fools jokes in 2025 are just another type of disinformation; I am out of patience for those kinds of pranks.
Reposted by K.Journeay - मेघान्त
March 28, 2025 at 2:44 AM
Reposted by K.Journeay - मेघान्त
HHS has a proposed change to the ACA that removes gender-affirming care from essential health benefits, and excludes DACA recipients from the ACA. The comment period closes 4/11
Some dope-ass people I know put together a site to help you comment. Plz share
action.transequality.org/a/protecttra...
Some dope-ass people I know put together a site to help you comment. Plz share
action.transequality.org/a/protecttra...
Protect Our Healthcare – Make Your Voice Heard
action.transequality.org
March 28, 2025 at 2:43 AM
HHS has a proposed change to the ACA that removes gender-affirming care from essential health benefits, and excludes DACA recipients from the ACA. The comment period closes 4/11
Some dope-ass people I know put together a site to help you comment. Plz share
action.transequality.org/a/protecttra...
Some dope-ass people I know put together a site to help you comment. Plz share
action.transequality.org/a/protecttra...
Worth a read www.thebulwark.com/p/how-to-thi...
How to Think (and Act) Like a Dissident Movement
AOC, solidarity, and people power.
www.thebulwark.com
March 25, 2025 at 11:33 PM
Worth a read www.thebulwark.com/p/how-to-thi...
Purity culture is bullshit.
It was bullshit when it came to prominence in the 1990s, and it is still bullshit, in it's evolved form today. And the evolved form, mutated really, has moved firmly into progressive spaces and I am not here for it.
1/x
It was bullshit when it came to prominence in the 1990s, and it is still bullshit, in it's evolved form today. And the evolved form, mutated really, has moved firmly into progressive spaces and I am not here for it.
1/x
March 24, 2025 at 2:32 AM
Purity culture is bullshit.
It was bullshit when it came to prominence in the 1990s, and it is still bullshit, in it's evolved form today. And the evolved form, mutated really, has moved firmly into progressive spaces and I am not here for it.
1/x
It was bullshit when it came to prominence in the 1990s, and it is still bullshit, in it's evolved form today. And the evolved form, mutated really, has moved firmly into progressive spaces and I am not here for it.
1/x
Are we at Constitutional Crisis yet?
I just want to know if we have to keep waiting, or if the Dems can just leap straight to the correct conclusion and start acting like adults.
An enquiring American has lost patience. I want someone who has the power to do the thing.
I just want to know if we have to keep waiting, or if the Dems can just leap straight to the correct conclusion and start acting like adults.
An enquiring American has lost patience. I want someone who has the power to do the thing.
March 17, 2025 at 4:25 PM
Are we at Constitutional Crisis yet?
I just want to know if we have to keep waiting, or if the Dems can just leap straight to the correct conclusion and start acting like adults.
An enquiring American has lost patience. I want someone who has the power to do the thing.
I just want to know if we have to keep waiting, or if the Dems can just leap straight to the correct conclusion and start acting like adults.
An enquiring American has lost patience. I want someone who has the power to do the thing.
March 5, 2025 at 3:26 PM
Small moments of awe:
The edge of water, last year's cattails are fluffy banners, still and unmoving. They stand in shadow, except where the sunrise has painted their edges gold and russet: a remembered autumn.
#awe #poetry #wherethelighttouches
The edge of water, last year's cattails are fluffy banners, still and unmoving. They stand in shadow, except where the sunrise has painted their edges gold and russet: a remembered autumn.
#awe #poetry #wherethelighttouches
March 4, 2025 at 1:44 PM
Small moments of awe:
The edge of water, last year's cattails are fluffy banners, still and unmoving. They stand in shadow, except where the sunrise has painted their edges gold and russet: a remembered autumn.
#awe #poetry #wherethelighttouches
The edge of water, last year's cattails are fluffy banners, still and unmoving. They stand in shadow, except where the sunrise has painted their edges gold and russet: a remembered autumn.
#awe #poetry #wherethelighttouches
Bots or People I have blocked today, an occasional series:
Tell me why the hell this account thinks I would follow it back?
What about this tiny little fragment of information is compelling enough for me to go "ooo! I DEFINITELY want to know more about this guy"?
#bots #womanontheinternet
Tell me why the hell this account thinks I would follow it back?
What about this tiny little fragment of information is compelling enough for me to go "ooo! I DEFINITELY want to know more about this guy"?
#bots #womanontheinternet
March 4, 2025 at 1:24 PM
Bots or People I have blocked today, an occasional series:
Tell me why the hell this account thinks I would follow it back?
What about this tiny little fragment of information is compelling enough for me to go "ooo! I DEFINITELY want to know more about this guy"?
#bots #womanontheinternet
Tell me why the hell this account thinks I would follow it back?
What about this tiny little fragment of information is compelling enough for me to go "ooo! I DEFINITELY want to know more about this guy"?
#bots #womanontheinternet
Small moments of awe:
Bright winter, blue sky. A small brown druid, a sparrow, wheels across the space between the sun and I, feathers stretching in the wind. For a scintilla of time her wing become a prism, shining with holy light.
#awe #poetry #resistdespair
Bright winter, blue sky. A small brown druid, a sparrow, wheels across the space between the sun and I, feathers stretching in the wind. For a scintilla of time her wing become a prism, shining with holy light.
#awe #poetry #resistdespair
February 28, 2025 at 8:16 PM
Small moments of awe:
Bright winter, blue sky. A small brown druid, a sparrow, wheels across the space between the sun and I, feathers stretching in the wind. For a scintilla of time her wing become a prism, shining with holy light.
#awe #poetry #resistdespair
Bright winter, blue sky. A small brown druid, a sparrow, wheels across the space between the sun and I, feathers stretching in the wind. For a scintilla of time her wing become a prism, shining with holy light.
#awe #poetry #resistdespair
Google searches my cat has made, an occasional series:
"fgttttttttttt"
Google wanted to know if Woodford had really meant
fgteev $$$.
At least no AI results came back.
#cattyping
"fgttttttttttt"
Google wanted to know if Woodford had really meant
fgteev $$$.
At least no AI results came back.
#cattyping
February 27, 2025 at 2:07 PM
Google searches my cat has made, an occasional series:
"fgttttttttttt"
Google wanted to know if Woodford had really meant
fgteev $$$.
At least no AI results came back.
#cattyping
"fgttttttttttt"
Google wanted to know if Woodford had really meant
fgteev $$$.
At least no AI results came back.
#cattyping