As an Indigenous person who grew up in northern Ontario … this was basically my life and often it still feels like this. But like you say, you keep soldiering on.
Keep working, keep doing things, keep being nice, keep being kind, keep staying busy - ignore the world, ignore what they say, ignore what they do - stay away from negativity, stay away from dark people - move towards light, move towards happiness, move towards being good - laugh at the world, laugh at your enemies, laugh at yourself, laugh with your friends.
And when you're out in the wilderness, near a park or just outside your home … look for the biggest tree you can find and wrap your arms around it, hold on it and hang on and let it's energy mesh with yours. The grandfather tree has seen more life than you and I ever will and will most likely live longer than us. It's a lesson I was taught by my elders long ago. When you are lost, sad, unhappy and can't find your way home … hold onto a grandfather tree, a being rooted to the ground, that touches the sky, lives without malice, gives shelter to others and watches the world with quiet empathy. He will give you some of its life and a moment to find your way back to something good.
That was an interesting google rabbit hole. But i'm pure imperial invader here. Although spending some time out in a park before the weather becomes completely unbearable isn't a bad idea. Just… lonely.
You live up to your character every day Stamets … Lol. You put on such an evil facade yet you have a heart of gold.
I only mentioned the St Marie part to intentionally send you down that rabbit hole. Cultural appropriation is a big deal to me because I am Indigenous and it sickens me to see people revel in my culture when my people are made to feel ashamed for it.
Go outside to the park whenever you can even if you don't feel like it. I'm getting older and it's getting harder for me to do these things. I'm not ancient or dying, I'm just getting subtle reminders that my systems are failing.
Breathing the fresh air, the wind on your skin and the sight of trees or the forest does a world of good for the soul.
Like I said… keep these conversations in mind by the time you get to late Season 3 lol
Honestly I hadn't even heard of St Marie before but then again my knowledge of people who aren't related to Star Trek is drastically short. And the only culture my room has screams "Broke white boy with an unhealthy Trek obsession"
I might tomorrow… it's cloudy and cold and shitty today. I miss the sun
You sound more Indigenous than Buffy St Marie
As an Indigenous person who grew up in northern Ontario … this was basically my life and often it still feels like this. But like you say, you keep soldiering on.
Keep working, keep doing things, keep being nice, keep being kind, keep staying busy - ignore the world, ignore what they say, ignore what they do - stay away from negativity, stay away from dark people - move towards light, move towards happiness, move towards being good - laugh at the world, laugh at your enemies, laugh at yourself, laugh with your friends.
And when you're out in the wilderness, near a park or just outside your home … look for the biggest tree you can find and wrap your arms around it, hold on it and hang on and let it's energy mesh with yours. The grandfather tree has seen more life than you and I ever will and will most likely live longer than us. It's a lesson I was taught by my elders long ago. When you are lost, sad, unhappy and can't find your way home … hold onto a grandfather tree, a being rooted to the ground, that touches the sky, lives without malice, gives shelter to others and watches the world with quiet empathy. He will give you some of its life and a moment to find your way back to something good.
That was an interesting google rabbit hole. But i'm pure imperial invader here. Although spending some time out in a park before the weather becomes completely unbearable isn't a bad idea. Just… lonely.
You live up to your character every day Stamets … Lol. You put on such an evil facade yet you have a heart of gold.
I only mentioned the St Marie part to intentionally send you down that rabbit hole. Cultural appropriation is a big deal to me because I am Indigenous and it sickens me to see people revel in my culture when my people are made to feel ashamed for it.
Go outside to the park whenever you can even if you don't feel like it. I'm getting older and it's getting harder for me to do these things. I'm not ancient or dying, I'm just getting subtle reminders that my systems are failing.
Breathing the fresh air, the wind on your skin and the sight of trees or the forest does a world of good for the soul.
Like I said… keep these conversations in mind by the time you get to late Season 3 lol
Honestly I hadn't even heard of St Marie before but then again my knowledge of people who aren't related to Star Trek is drastically short. And the only culture my room has screams "Broke white boy with an unhealthy Trek obsession"
I might tomorrow… it's cloudy and cold and shitty today. I miss the sun