This is more of a creative venting post. Please feel free to read my "15 things to do about ICE" post as well.
- When you die, and you will, may your body nourish the Earth in a way your spirit and actions never did while you lived.
- May you be forever haunted by your deeds.
- May your name never again be spoken, even by those who once thought they knew you.
- May any joy you could ever feel, or have ever felt, turn to ashes in your mouth.
- May no road ever rise to meet you, may wind forever whip your face, may the sun never warm you to comfort, may rain clatter violently on any roof that deigns to offer you cover, and may we never meet again.
- Every time you gaze into a mirror, may only the reflection of your soul's deeds stare back.
- May you end this life in a potter's field, not even for lack of funds, but because you are unclaimed.
- May this be the timeline you are the worst in, for I cannot imagine a worse version.
- May no one be named for you, not because your word has, itself, become a curse, but because no one thought of you.
- May you fear every shadow, thinking it could be your dark deeds back to claim you.
- In death, may you forever wear the chains you forged in life.
- May you never know true sanctuary.
- May history never forgive you nor give you an ounce of grace.
- May any mask you have or have ever maintained, crack until it bursts, revealing the ugliness beneath.
- May any boots you've licked stomp you too.
(Prompt by me)
"Seattle Projection: Fuck ICE & Impeach Trump" by Backbone Campaign. Attribution 4.0 International.
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