Ryu B. Creekmur
@creekmur-smallhold.bsky.social
“y’all like a spiritual trap house huh?”
though our farms be sold, we still growin.
reorient, repair, reconcile, redeem, regrow.
reimagine, recreate, recover, lo the metonia.
though our farms be sold, we still growin.
reorient, repair, reconcile, redeem, regrow.
reimagine, recreate, recover, lo the metonia.
“In the same vein, when the housewifisation of woman was done, he started the process of turning males into slaves; subsequently the two forms of slavery have become intertwined.”
—Abdullah Öcalan
—Abdullah Öcalan
February 23, 2025 at 11:02 AM
“In the same vein, when the housewifisation of woman was done, he started the process of turning males into slaves; subsequently the two forms of slavery have become intertwined.”
—Abdullah Öcalan
—Abdullah Öcalan
“Sexism, just as nationalism, is an ideology through which power is generated and nation-states are built. Sexism is not a function of biological differences. To the dominant male, the female is an object to be used for the realisation of his ambitions.”
February 23, 2025 at 11:02 AM
“Sexism, just as nationalism, is an ideology through which power is generated and nation-states are built. Sexism is not a function of biological differences. To the dominant male, the female is an object to be used for the realisation of his ambitions.”
“Power has reached its full capacity in the form of the nation-state. It derives its strength mainly from the sexism it spreads and intensifies by the integration of women into the labour force as well as through nationalism and militarism…”
February 23, 2025 at 11:02 AM
“Power has reached its full capacity in the form of the nation-state. It derives its strength mainly from the sexism it spreads and intensifies by the integration of women into the labour force as well as through nationalism and militarism…”
Remember Auntie Daisy this Liturgy, Patroness of Our Island
Memory Eternal,
Memory Beyond Aduna 🕯️
Memory Eternal,
Memory Beyond Aduna 🕯️
February 9, 2025 at 2:20 PM
Remember Auntie Daisy this Liturgy, Patroness of Our Island
Memory Eternal,
Memory Beyond Aduna 🕯️
Memory Eternal,
Memory Beyond Aduna 🕯️
“If you can convince the lowest white man he's better than the best colored man, he won't notice you're picking his pocket. Hell, give him somebody to look down on, and he'll empty his pockets for you.” —Lyndon B Johnson
They still defend the boss that hates em. That’s always hated em.
They still defend the boss that hates em. That’s always hated em.
February 9, 2025 at 12:22 AM
“If you can convince the lowest white man he's better than the best colored man, he won't notice you're picking his pocket. Hell, give him somebody to look down on, and he'll empty his pockets for you.” —Lyndon B Johnson
They still defend the boss that hates em. That’s always hated em.
They still defend the boss that hates em. That’s always hated em.
Wantin to believe with all their hearts “they surely be damned, so saved I must be.”
Limiting their own dreams, the dreams of their own children, in a world who’s borders and limits are defined by their own malice, dissociation, schadenfreude.
Limiting their own dreams, the dreams of their own children, in a world who’s borders and limits are defined by their own malice, dissociation, schadenfreude.
February 9, 2025 at 12:22 AM
Wantin to believe with all their hearts “they surely be damned, so saved I must be.”
Limiting their own dreams, the dreams of their own children, in a world who’s borders and limits are defined by their own malice, dissociation, schadenfreude.
Limiting their own dreams, the dreams of their own children, in a world who’s borders and limits are defined by their own malice, dissociation, schadenfreude.
watchin Cops, readin COVID stats, seein me and mine pulled over, knowin we prolly gonna get it a little worse.
Downstream of Protestant saved/damned good/evil black/white binaries, a culture defining our own sense of self—happiness, politics, contentment—relative to one (1) Other.
Downstream of Protestant saved/damned good/evil black/white binaries, a culture defining our own sense of self—happiness, politics, contentment—relative to one (1) Other.
February 9, 2025 at 12:22 AM
watchin Cops, readin COVID stats, seein me and mine pulled over, knowin we prolly gonna get it a little worse.
Downstream of Protestant saved/damned good/evil black/white binaries, a culture defining our own sense of self—happiness, politics, contentment—relative to one (1) Other.
Downstream of Protestant saved/damned good/evil black/white binaries, a culture defining our own sense of self—happiness, politics, contentment—relative to one (1) Other.
For some, it is faith that their gated community, 401k, health insurance will protect em from the worst of it.
For some, they have no illusions bout their own sufferin. It is simply enough of a balm to watch us bleed a little more:
For some, they have no illusions bout their own sufferin. It is simply enough of a balm to watch us bleed a little more:
February 9, 2025 at 12:22 AM
For some, it is faith that their gated community, 401k, health insurance will protect em from the worst of it.
For some, they have no illusions bout their own sufferin. It is simply enough of a balm to watch us bleed a little more:
For some, they have no illusions bout their own sufferin. It is simply enough of a balm to watch us bleed a little more:
Editor’s Note: these largely be shitter reflections, themselves based on half remembered data points + vibes…I realize much of my mind is unmoored from continents and reality, Island born fish moon that I am.
So ya know take this with a grain of salt, stay safe, have fun, drink water, OPSEC, LYLAS
So ya know take this with a grain of salt, stay safe, have fun, drink water, OPSEC, LYLAS
February 8, 2025 at 12:08 PM
Editor’s Note: these largely be shitter reflections, themselves based on half remembered data points + vibes…I realize much of my mind is unmoored from continents and reality, Island born fish moon that I am.
So ya know take this with a grain of salt, stay safe, have fun, drink water, OPSEC, LYLAS
So ya know take this with a grain of salt, stay safe, have fun, drink water, OPSEC, LYLAS
To woo woo, too ignorant, to black to be anything more than a whistlin slave, followin Drinkin Gourds.
I’m weary of pointing to data bout straws or fundraising or whatever Liberals dream about these days.
Thankful for better dreams, these days.
I’m weary of pointing to data bout straws or fundraising or whatever Liberals dream about these days.
Thankful for better dreams, these days.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
To woo woo, too ignorant, to black to be anything more than a whistlin slave, followin Drinkin Gourds.
I’m weary of pointing to data bout straws or fundraising or whatever Liberals dream about these days.
Thankful for better dreams, these days.
I’m weary of pointing to data bout straws or fundraising or whatever Liberals dream about these days.
Thankful for better dreams, these days.
Mamama Creekmur: smile at the bosses and build hearths and aquifers so far beyond their imaginations—so different than Massa’s House, Dreams of Mammon, Madness of Mars, —they don’t know to extinguish or drain em.
Thankful for these conditions where I am largely ignored, even as I tell the tale.
Thankful for these conditions where I am largely ignored, even as I tell the tale.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
Mamama Creekmur: smile at the bosses and build hearths and aquifers so far beyond their imaginations—so different than Massa’s House, Dreams of Mammon, Madness of Mars, —they don’t know to extinguish or drain em.
Thankful for these conditions where I am largely ignored, even as I tell the tale.
Thankful for these conditions where I am largely ignored, even as I tell the tale.
Having left the sickness of Capital region suburbia forever, I find myself missin the Commonwealth, but surrounded by reservoirs of love I did not understand as a child.
When Granny Bird, shotgun in hand, would say: we were never poor, never afraid.
When Granny Bird, shotgun in hand, would say: we were never poor, never afraid.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
Having left the sickness of Capital region suburbia forever, I find myself missin the Commonwealth, but surrounded by reservoirs of love I did not understand as a child.
When Granny Bird, shotgun in hand, would say: we were never poor, never afraid.
When Granny Bird, shotgun in hand, would say: we were never poor, never afraid.
I am weary of my time spent investing in a people that do everything they can not to see me and my beautiful People of the Sun.
My heart, hands, imagination is poured into them, much as I can bear. I am lucky to be surrounded in love and hope by survivors, it is the only way to write, sow, fight.
My heart, hands, imagination is poured into them, much as I can bear. I am lucky to be surrounded in love and hope by survivors, it is the only way to write, sow, fight.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
I am weary of my time spent investing in a people that do everything they can not to see me and my beautiful People of the Sun.
My heart, hands, imagination is poured into them, much as I can bear. I am lucky to be surrounded in love and hope by survivors, it is the only way to write, sow, fight.
My heart, hands, imagination is poured into them, much as I can bear. I am lucky to be surrounded in love and hope by survivors, it is the only way to write, sow, fight.
For every else—my kin and kindred, stranger and self identified enemy alike—all people workin and crushed under the House of Mammon, Wetiko, with or without their consent, it’s to and for you that I write, sow, plan, dream—I hope my words can point to some Medicine.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
For every else—my kin and kindred, stranger and self identified enemy alike—all people workin and crushed under the House of Mammon, Wetiko, with or without their consent, it’s to and for you that I write, sow, plan, dream—I hope my words can point to some Medicine.
Again, raised also by Colin Powell neo-cons, Panthers, Dine and Geechee and Peoria elders, neo Confederates, Soviet exchange officers, Auschwitz survivin Bubbes, German Christian Democrats, Okinawan Moai mama-sans, and suburban normies forever callin me “articulate”—I wanted to get that GOP ovation.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
Again, raised also by Colin Powell neo-cons, Panthers, Dine and Geechee and Peoria elders, neo Confederates, Soviet exchange officers, Auschwitz survivin Bubbes, German Christian Democrats, Okinawan Moai mama-sans, and suburban normies forever callin me “articulate”—I wanted to get that GOP ovation.
I have less than half a heart to convince em. If you ain’t in the fields, factory, shop, kitchen, mines, or otherwise sweatin for your bread, you’ll get the bulk of my cynicism but it is also to you I write, you that still be readin, you with the money, you enfranchised, you I’m tryna convince.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
I have less than half a heart to convince em. If you ain’t in the fields, factory, shop, kitchen, mines, or otherwise sweatin for your bread, you’ll get the bulk of my cynicism but it is also to you I write, you that still be readin, you with the money, you enfranchised, you I’m tryna convince.
Readin books they’d stolen when their tax dollars only managed to pay for the white school books, they taught me spells to survive southern cops:
“Ah no boss, not the books—that’s awful ain’t it? Well we best be off to church now, if that’s fine by you? Yessah, thank ya sah.”
Survive. She said.
“Ah no boss, not the books—that’s awful ain’t it? Well we best be off to church now, if that’s fine by you? Yessah, thank ya sah.”
Survive. She said.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
Readin books they’d stolen when their tax dollars only managed to pay for the white school books, they taught me spells to survive southern cops:
“Ah no boss, not the books—that’s awful ain’t it? Well we best be off to church now, if that’s fine by you? Yessah, thank ya sah.”
Survive. She said.
“Ah no boss, not the books—that’s awful ain’t it? Well we best be off to church now, if that’s fine by you? Yessah, thank ya sah.”
Survive. She said.
She taught me everything bout us that my [Robert E] Lee/Jackson/King Day celebratin elementary school did not. But she also taught me bout them. Made me read the speeches of Tuskeegee *and* the Confederacy.
Made me learn the Queen’s English for school, but the Massa’s as a ward against death:
Made me learn the Queen’s English for school, but the Massa’s as a ward against death:
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
She taught me everything bout us that my [Robert E] Lee/Jackson/King Day celebratin elementary school did not. But she also taught me bout them. Made me read the speeches of Tuskeegee *and* the Confederacy.
Made me learn the Queen’s English for school, but the Massa’s as a ward against death:
Made me learn the Queen’s English for school, but the Massa’s as a ward against death:
Pro segregation Grandma Creekmur believed in the metaphysical magic of words same as she believed in Ouija board demons—trustin nothin made and marketed by the Abyadeen; kind swamp spirits illuminated by the Drinkin Gourd; and rocks proclaimin the Love of The Logos absent from our own good words.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
Pro segregation Grandma Creekmur believed in the metaphysical magic of words same as she believed in Ouija board demons—trustin nothin made and marketed by the Abyadeen; kind swamp spirits illuminated by the Drinkin Gourd; and rocks proclaimin the Love of The Logos absent from our own good words.
There used to be a big part of me that wanted the words woven into me by my English teachin grandma would become that West Wing speech—move the hearts of the House of Mammon and Mars.
While I will still talk to, write to anyone, I can’t write to the heart of those things that be heartless.
While I will still talk to, write to anyone, I can’t write to the heart of those things that be heartless.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
There used to be a big part of me that wanted the words woven into me by my English teachin grandma would become that West Wing speech—move the hearts of the House of Mammon and Mars.
While I will still talk to, write to anyone, I can’t write to the heart of those things that be heartless.
While I will still talk to, write to anyone, I can’t write to the heart of those things that be heartless.
The policy born of such conditions—even well meaning—can not effectively engage with people—a world, material conditions—it does not try to know.
Policy become a caricature, a mockery, of progress. By design and inertia, it becomes or remains myopic, harmful, demeaning, blind—a vibe.
Policy become a caricature, a mockery, of progress. By design and inertia, it becomes or remains myopic, harmful, demeaning, blind—a vibe.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
The policy born of such conditions—even well meaning—can not effectively engage with people—a world, material conditions—it does not try to know.
Policy become a caricature, a mockery, of progress. By design and inertia, it becomes or remains myopic, harmful, demeaning, blind—a vibe.
Policy become a caricature, a mockery, of progress. By design and inertia, it becomes or remains myopic, harmful, demeaning, blind—a vibe.
Anger, demean, and alienate the far right.
Appeal to, concede to, and excuse conservatives.
Opiate, placate, and fundraise from liberals and moderates.
Tear gas, lecture, and demonize anyone to the moral, material, or communal left of them.
Appeal to, concede to, and excuse conservatives.
Opiate, placate, and fundraise from liberals and moderates.
Tear gas, lecture, and demonize anyone to the moral, material, or communal left of them.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
Anger, demean, and alienate the far right.
Appeal to, concede to, and excuse conservatives.
Opiate, placate, and fundraise from liberals and moderates.
Tear gas, lecture, and demonize anyone to the moral, material, or communal left of them.
Appeal to, concede to, and excuse conservatives.
Opiate, placate, and fundraise from liberals and moderates.
Tear gas, lecture, and demonize anyone to the moral, material, or communal left of them.
To build such massive individual investment portfolios, enrich corporate allies, all while allowing/convincing fringe right folks they’re descendin into Marx-Leninist dystopia cause there’s a black Secretary of Defense or gay Deutschebank CFO, I can’thelp but wonder.
But they ain’t all the same
But they ain’t all the same
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
To build such massive individual investment portfolios, enrich corporate allies, all while allowing/convincing fringe right folks they’re descendin into Marx-Leninist dystopia cause there’s a black Secretary of Defense or gay Deutschebank CFO, I can’thelp but wonder.
But they ain’t all the same
But they ain’t all the same
Horrific as it is, I begin to appreciate the art required to maintain 49-51% margins, violently resist popular movements, market the most gerber baby brianed vibe based programs/policies/placards as revolutionary, placate some moderates, and enrich all em.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
Horrific as it is, I begin to appreciate the art required to maintain 49-51% margins, violently resist popular movements, market the most gerber baby brianed vibe based programs/policies/placards as revolutionary, placate some moderates, and enrich all em.
I am not unconvinced that half these ideas are dreamed up by hula hoopin Coachella girls, whispered in the ears of daddy issue tech bros on detoxy trips, then passed off to some DNC functionary to implement.
Faith in public sector erodes, rail projects stagnate, eco-fascist companies profit.
Faith in public sector erodes, rail projects stagnate, eco-fascist companies profit.
February 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
I am not unconvinced that half these ideas are dreamed up by hula hoopin Coachella girls, whispered in the ears of daddy issue tech bros on detoxy trips, then passed off to some DNC functionary to implement.
Faith in public sector erodes, rail projects stagnate, eco-fascist companies profit.
Faith in public sector erodes, rail projects stagnate, eco-fascist companies profit.