y’all wanna evolve?
Announcing the
Attenborough Ark
An illustrated endeavor to dream up a post-apocalyptic world for a tender-hearted humankind.
y’all ready to inherit the earth?
Landmass Materials
New Tide version
Since I can’t afford to live in this abusive violent judeo-christian society no matter what I do…I’ll have to build a new world. Because violently taking someone else’s home would only be endless war. Any human should be able to deduce that. But I don’t have a “god” in my head. I am just human. and can’t afford to live (because the “god” in your head).
(Poverty is Hate)
You are my cancer.
A trashipelago
The Ark will be several illustrated experimental land-masses made from refuse and whatever else I dream up…Dream up because there’s no real way to escape american poverty, its seems one can only trade for a different type of poverty.
this society is hell. will death be as disappointing as you?
I was born before my time.
Which is to say,
I wish I was never born.
I am a small impoverished (north) american woman, in my fourth decade.
I’ve tried many ways to afford being alive but it’s one bout of financial and sexual humiliation after another in this violent judeo-christian society that is unfair on purpose so I am going to try and draw up a safe zone.
a new religion. a religion worthy of my humanity.
I have no faith in you.
is anything real here besides suffering?
die for your own sins
unnatural predators
I am afraid of you
I am going to tell you about my wasted life. overwhelmed by leeches.
Heavy careless leeches.
And then you may understand why I need to create a safe zone.
may your children get what I got
you selfish idiot thieves
I wanted to create a non-profit but I feel stupid trying anything. Its hard to do anything here but suffer.
i remember my life as being pushed down by people who have more than me.
what a waste.
my disappointment in you is religious.
you’ve made hell.
I am making a new religion. A new safe zone.
Art is my religion. Jazz is my religion.
I’ll start with crying in public.
I am afraid of you. (unless you recognise what I am saying)
