Back in 2023, I shared many of my thoughts and “downloads” with my then-bestie, Caryma - who told me she was “obsessed” with my kaleidoscope metaphor and wanted more (only to use my ideas as a tool to extract more free labour from me under false promises/premises).

Updated my Joel Harden Incident article to include an additional photo of Caryma Sa'd and Adam Lee Wasserman standing near to Joel Harden.

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All this to say: I'm not writing for love anymore.
Or for ideology. Or dreams.
Call me jaded, but I'm writing for money.

Like Scheherazade, I want to keep my head on my shoulders for another day
So let me write you 1001 stories.✨

Pls support my creative work: elisa@elisahategan.com

Hire me to write for you. Or create images for you.
$50 for a short article/simple image. $100 for a complex piece.
$5 if you just want to support my work.

Please send e-transfers to elisa@elisahategan.com or paypal.me/elisahategan.
Every dollar makes a difference. PLEASE HELP.

But in the end, she dies of a broken heart and dissolves into sea foam.
I know the feeling.
There was a time when I too traded my voice for love & the mirage of a future
Only to understand that in the end, all promises dissolve like sea foam.
So instead, I want to sell you my words.

In 2015, I published my novel Daughters of the Air, a retelling of The Little Mermaid.
The story hasn’t changed much since then.

When the mermaid first sees the prince, she's enchanted
Longing for his Love, she bargains with the Sea Witch and trades her tongue for legs - so she can walk to him.

Later, I rewrote manuscripts because my sleazy, drunk literary agent’s vision of a bestseller required more “dirty lesbo sex”
Before he'd pitch my book to parasitic gatekeepers whose livelihoods depend on exploiting starry-eyed artists
Desperate to trade their authenticity & voice for a dream.

There was a time I traded my voice for silence
Desperately hoping my coaches would choose me
But still I wasn’t chosen.
I allowed their valuations to devalue me
Traded words I should have spoken, for silence
But still they didn't like me any better.

I should've screamed it from the rooftops.

I exchanged words for affection, for food, for family.
As a 16yo immigrant runaway from a poor, abusive home
I echoed hatemongers words, and learned how
Hate earned me Love.
The more I loved them, the more I hated whoever they told me to hate
And the more I hated, the more my new Family loved me.

As a child born under a Red Star in the Golden Epoch of my Fatherland, I first learned that love meant dying for your homeland.
Love = Sacrifice for a Collective or a Noble Cause
When I was 10, they praised my propaganda & read my words over school loudspeakers.
My first love poem was for Ceausescu.

I know I'm innocent. I know I didn’t do anything wrong.
But as anyone familiar with the legal system will tell you, the process itself is the punishment.

I can’t fight this alone. I’m an unemployed writer and legal bills don’t pay themselves.
And so I come to you with an offer🙏

I face two difficult legal battles this year:
One is an anti-SLAPP motion over my exposé on the dirty secrets of Cdn fencing.
The other is defending myself after being falsely accused of something I didn't do.
I know the truth will prevail. But fighting for the truth comes at a steep price.

You don’t know me. You have no reason to care about what’s at stake for a total stranger – but for me, I am fighting for my life.

I’m in a do-or-die battle to defend both my past and my future.
And I desperately need your help.🧵

Happy New Year to all cool cats out there!🥳🎉🥂

Faith means believing it's possible to transcend multigenerational conflict & heal historical trauma, to build a new world on the ashes of the one destroyed by pain, which begets fear & hate.

Love transcends hate when you look in the eyes of your “enemy” and recognize yourself.

Faith transcends fear, but only if we have the courage to walk through fire, without any guarantee that we'll get to the other side. The transcendence lies in taking that first step, no matter what lies beyond. It means believing in the invisible before it becomes visible.🔥

You can choose peace, or you can choose war.
But first you must believe that peace is possible.
Faith transcends fear, like love transcends hate.
Have faith in humanity.
"When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace" - J Hendrix
#MiddleEast #Israel #Palestine #Russia

The only info I have on Coulbeck dates back to a 1993 affidavit I wrote about him being a Heritage Front member. TPS investigated, found out he attended a US KKK rally, charged him w dishonourable conduct. Don't know what happened to him after. My knowledge is limited to my affidavit+90s articles.

Please read my thread and help if you can.

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