Recently we have had ants come in through the window in the kitchen somehow. We feed them fruit and other things. There are a lot of them but they are completely harmless.
They stay in the kitchen and eat what we give them and never bother us. So we don’t mind sharing our abundant food with them.
My roommate calls himself the ant daddy and gives them things daily. We are both vegan and believe in the equality of all animals so it’s really quite normal for us to do this. Spiders we try to remove because they cause us harm by biting us, and could also be a threat to our pet ants. Yet we don’t intentionally kill them and just try to remove them and take them outside.
I think that little things like this show that veganism changes us in ways that is not easily understood by many. Respecting the smaller life forms is no different that what I want people to do for me. I want people to respect who I am. I am a life form just like those ants. I am bigger and look very different but I have a soul just like them. I know this and have been exploring this philosophically and think about it daily.
I have decided that starting today, August 2 2021, I will start writing again daily. Even if I don’t have much to say or it isn’t inI have decided that starting today, August 2 2021, I will start writing again daily. Even if I don’t have much to say or it isn’t interesting. I want to get back into the habit.
The truth is that I have not been writing lately because I have not been able to have a talk with Honesty the unicorn as was the case previously. My Chandler’s Honesty series was great but it wasn’t really my own work. The conversations take place at certain times.
One night I attempted to start writing a part 6 of the story and it did not go as expected. It was a bunch of random nonsense until I started writing about what was really going on with my roommate who recently moved in. This became a problem because up until now I was able to talk about my life without concern of the privacy of someone who lives with me. I can be honest about myself but when it becomes about another person who wishes to keep a very private life it is a different story.
I imagine this experience is much like the experience of other people who are concerned about the privacy and safety of their families. I have never been a very private person and I tell too much information about myself that people really don’t want to know.
But what I can tell you is that I am happy. My roommate is my long time friend who is referred to as the Black Rose in previous parts of my story. They have talked about writing a book about their life. If they do, I look forward to helping them publish it! I have the experience in getting books self published even if I can’t get anyone to read them. They reason I am using they/them pronouns is because my roommate is nonbinary. Although it seems that he/him would also be the best pronouns that fit into the gender binary. So male or gender neutral pronouns may be used interchangeably because he is fine with being a he/him or they/them.
He also has a fundraiser people can donate to if interested in helping him pay for top surgery.
As for myself, I am a transgender woman and people call me quite a mix of male and female pronouns. I look mostly like a man still but almost everyone at work knows that I prefer to be referred to by my new name and pronouns. It also helps that I have my new nametag.
I am not angry at people who still call me Chandler or he/him. I know that most people are still not very understanding of transgender people and quite honestly the elderly can be very confused. People were previously taught that people were either male or female and that this is determined at birth by what private parts they have. I was taught this too but I no longer believe it.
This is because I am transgender and I know now that people are not to be defined by their body. I don’t think that my body is who I am. I believe in the soul.
This has helped me be happy with myself and to not focus so much on what my body looks like. My body has actually changed visibly recently due to the hormonal influence of estrogen and the lack of testosterone, but not as much as the way I see my life. I am still the same person I always was but I have learned new things that changed my perspective.
Honesty the unicorn once told me: “ For there are things that must remain a mystery so that those who love the darkness will not destroy the bearers of light.”
I now understand what Honesty meant. I wish I could tell you, but it’s complicated.
My best friend and roommate, River, needs to get something off his chest, literally. He is trans and wants his breasts removed for both reasons of gender dysphoria and back trouble. He started a GoFundMe so that people can help by donating and sharing while he saves up and works on getting a mastectomy.
In the beginning, there was no beginning. For something would have had to begin the beginning if there was one. Therefore, there always was a story, a never ending story. This was a story of what could have been, what may have been, and what may be.
There was life in the dust, and the dust took infinite forms. Most of them never met each other but some of them did. Nobody knows where the dust came from. It always was, and there was no limit to the dust nor the space in which it traveled. There was an endless source of life and living things lived in different environments. Some lived in the heat, some in the cold. Each adapted to the environment it found itself in and some even mistakenly believed that the environment had be created for them, but the reality was that there was no separation from which was alive and which was not. Even when something appeared to die, it was an illusion. Things were broken sometimes but they always found a way of coming back together. Everything was connected.
But there came a time when these lifeforms became aware enough to sense themselves and each other. They saw the shape or the color of a particular form of dust and assumed that the form it took was identical to the life force itself. But life was the magnet that connected the dust and all of the elements. Life was much like water. It was fluid and could take on any shape it needed to.
Over time certain larger forms evolved. These were called plants, and animals. They were different in what they did but they were part of a system. New forms came about while old ones disappeared.
There were many collections of materials in the infinite space. There were stars and planets. There were some planets full of life that did not experience much happiness. They fought and killed each other over who and what they were and which of them was the most important.
But there were some planets where the animals experienced peace. They played and communicated in their own ways and everyone was happy. One of these planets would be called Animal Sanctuary if it was translated into the English language of planet earth.
Part of the reason Animal Sanctuary remained peaceful is because it was ruled by a force stronger than gravity that held things together. This was the Truth. Animals on this planet were incapable of lying. They always spoke the truth because there was never any reason to lie. They had everything they needed and the didn’t really speak the same languages anyway. Most of the time they didn’t know what each other were talking about but they didn’t care because they had no fear. They appreciated the differences they had with others rather than competing.
These animals did not always stay in one form either. They were like water or sand and could be whatever shape they preferred on a different day. So they didn’t really know who was who anymore. There wasn’t much of an idea of species and there certainly was no male or female either. They didn’t have sex or reproduce. They never were born and they never died. They came and went from planet to planet as they pleased. They were truly free in any sense of the word you can imagine.
Some of you who follow my Facebook posts lately may notice that I have not been posting my usual content. Aside from resharing an occasional Vegan or Pro-life post from a friend, I have given up on Facebook as a means for communicating anything important. Almost anything that actually matters will be censored or fact-checked until no truth is left.
I may not know much about this complicated world but this I do know. I value truth and this is not because I want hateful or false information shared, but because each person has their own opinion over which things are considered hateful or which things are true. The Golden Rule demands that I don’t censor others because I don’t like it when it is done to me. Trying to control which truth people see means that people may never know what is actually true. When you believe that the truth is on your side, you will not fear people saying the opposite. There are also many times when I thought I knew what was true, yet I had only heard one side of the story. There are as many sides as there are life forms to observe them. Knowing the absolute truth is not easy because it’s complicated and is not handed down to you in one easy package.
For years I have called myself Pro-Life. This is still true. I am a Vegan for the animals as well as for humans and do not approve of any violence. But even this is second to truth. It is possible to kill someone and take their life. But there are those who devote their life to the truth, even at the cost of their life. These are the bearers of light which Honesty the Unicorn told me about. Many have died and yet there will always be more. For life has no beginning nor end nor does the truth. Once someone dies, they can no longer be threatened with the loss of their life nor can they be made to lie to save their life.
Many things have happened to me this past year and many things have I told and many will never be told on the internet both for reasons of censorship and also because most of you do not really know me enough to be trusted with the truth. But I ask that you seek the truth with all your heart, soul, strength, and mind. Those who seek the truth with a pure heart will find it.
May the light of truth shine upon your tears. And may the Horse be with you!
Chastity White Rose 