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carnivores & Conquistadors

Of all the carnivores and conquistadors, I stand amongst them ashamed of my once unknown allegiance to their ideology. I too have feasted on and misused the fruits of the earth. Blind to the reality that the lakes and birds fear me as well. For my arrogance had hindered my explorational nature and festered a globe-trotting conquistador eager to gain the attention of the creatures, as if it was mine for the taking. Recruited and trained to be ignorant, I marched on. Later came the bitter realization that I’m responsible for the mountains I’ve toppled, the flowers I’ve crushed, and the trees I’ve maimed. A hard and beastly recovery I left them. From harms brought from my hubris, my will. Their scars remain as I engage in my righteous examination. But what reckoning lies ahead for a carnivore? After scabs appear and new branches grow. As I sit awaiting the will of the wounded. I must engage with the newly uncovered truths and instruct change if I dream solemnly of growth. Change disconnected from my past ideology, separated from the carnivorous mind. -Me

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Jan 31, 2025

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having self-awareness

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@taterhole

Jun 27, 2024

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Let it burn

if our ruling class won't learn, let the consequences consume it

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Never changing

My dad teases me about how when I was a little kid, my favorite thing to do when I was on the landline phone with somebody—be it a relative or one of my best friends—was to breathlessly describe the things that were in my bedroom so that they could have a mental picture of everything I loved and chose to surround myself with, and where I sat at that moment in time. Perfectly Imperfect reminds me of that so thanks for always listening and for sharing with me too 💌

@taterhole

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SURFING THE TIDES OF THE EVERYONE TAB

I am a woman of the people

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Rejecting the Commodification of the Self

I’ve been thinking about how much of social media is centered around curating our self-image. When selfies first became popular, they were dismissed as vain and vapid—a critique often rooted in misogyny—but now, the way we craft our online selves feels more like creating monuments. We try to signal our individuality, hoping to be seen and understood, but ironically, I think this widens the gap between how others perceive us and who we really are. Instead of fostering connection, it can invite projection and misinterpretation—preconceived notions, prefab labels, and stereotypes. Worse, individuality has become branded and commodified, reducing our identities to products for others to consume. On most platforms, validation often comes from how well you can curate and present your image—selfies, aesthetic branding, and lifestyle content tend to dominate. High engagement is tied to visibility, not necessarily depth or substance. But I think spaces like PI.FYI show that there’s another way: where connection is built on shared ideas, tastes, and interests rather than surface-level content. It’s refreshing to be part of a community that values thoughts over optics. By sharing so few images of myself, I’ve found that it gives others room to focus on my ideas and voice. When I do share an image, it feels intentional—something that contributes to the story I want to tell rather than defining it. Sharing less allows me to express who I am beyond appearance. For women, especially, sharing less can be a radical act in a world where the default is to objectify ourselves. It resists the pressure to center appearance, focusing instead on what truly matters: our thoughts, voices, and authenticity. I’ve posted a handful of pictures of myself in 2,500 posts because I care more about showing who I am than how I look. In trying to be seen, are we making it harder for others to truly know us? It’s a question worth considering.

@taterhole

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