Do you feel the ground move that you walk upon?
Did you feel the sky stillâ likeâ everything, it's done?
Whatâ did you think you would findâ me in pieces of?
And what can we make here out of nothingness and love?
I hear them clicking across the stones;
I feel they know that I'm all alone;
The stars are strange and this isn't home.
In an echo left on the mountainside,
If anywhere I reside;
And the gifts of the years I wasted here on the battle lines.
I am still alive and what's coming true
Is the signal to my return, oh!
Find me here on the ground and in need of you!
False is the dawn that promises anything;
False is the hope and the talk of eternity and spring.
To lie on the grass here and be swallowed in,
To speak to the ground through the trees of the suffering again.
Do you feel the ground move that you walk upon?
Did you feel the sky stillâ likeâ everything, it's done?
Whatâ did you think you would findâ me in pieces of?
And what can we make here out of nothingness and love?
I hear them clicking across the stones;
I feel they know that I'm all alone;
The stars are strange and this isn't home.
In an echo left on the mountainside,
If anywhere I reside;
And the gifts of the years I wasted here on the battle lines.
I am still alive and what's coming true
Is the signal to my return, oh!
Find me here on the ground and in need of you!
False is the dawn that promises anything;
False is the hope and the talk of eternity and spring.
To lie on the grass here and be swallowed in,
To speak to the ground through the trees of the suffering again.
sup faggotz <3
My name's Rena; I'm a trans nonbinary genderfucked jackalope, coyote, and cryptid all in one. Some people call me the space cowboygirl; some people call me the gangster of drinking alcohol in public parks. Regardless, I am here, I am queer, and this is my furry-adjacent website.
In my free time I pirate media, write code without AI "help", speed my bicycle around Toronto (fuck Doug Ford dawg!), and hang out with my furpals. I don't really play videogames or nothin like that.. I'm also big on weird shit like meditation & occult activities but i largely keep that stuff to myself. not a thelemite tho.
i have 3 loves who i love very much. shoutout to thems đđđ they keep me going :)
ask me about my NixOS configuration. It's ballooned to the point I've got my own theming module and library functions going. Never will I ever use another operating system unless I'm forced to at work or smth like that.
Statisk"Tiden gÄr i stÄ"
Sindssyge hjemmefester, Skizo-fest i rĂŠkkehus;
Ingen inviterede gĂŠster, Men hvert rum er fyldt med rus;
Jeg sir "Ta den med ro SĂŠt dig ned, ta og slap af nu.
Her er alt, hva du skal bruge Du ska ud af dit hoved, for du her nu..."
Ikk snak mer; Kig op i solen, du er lige her, yeah!
Du sku til at dans for mig,
Der ikk nogle, der kan dans som dig!
Tiden gÄr i stÄ! Tiden gÄr i stÄ!
Ja, du ikk som mig; Ingen ka fucking dans som dig,
Tiden gÄr i stÄ! Hver gang jeg kigger pÄ dig...
Sindssyge hjemmefester, Skizo-fest i rĂŠkkehus;
Ingen inviterede gĂŠster, Men hvert rum er fyldt med rus;
Jeg sir "Ta den med ro SĂŠt dig ned, ta og slap af nu.
Her er alt, hva du skal bruge Du ska ud af dit hoved, for du her nu..."
Ikk snak mer; Kig op i solen, du er lige her, yeah!
Du sku til at dans for mig,
Der ikk nogle, der kan dans som dig!
Tiden gÄr i stÄ! Tiden gÄr i stÄ!
Ja, du ikk som mig; Ingen ka fucking dans som dig,
Tiden gÄr i stÄ! Hver gang jeg kigger pÄ dig...
furry activities
I attend lots of furry stuff around Toronto like Smoke In The Smoke, the Oasis furry nights (and sapphic night), and of course FE whenever that rolls around. furry is primarily an extension of my own self-expression more than anything. it's been great to be part of such a creative community.
in the future i'd like to organize events in the Toronto area. I have ideas for chill days at sunnyside beach or in public parks, but have no desire to cramp on what SITS is already doing :P we'll see where that all goes.
Type O Negative"Love You To Death"
Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine;
I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?
Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you're saying, praying,
They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, yeah!
I beg to serve, your wish is my law.
Now close those eyes, and let me love you to death!
Shall I prove I mean what I'm saying, begging?
I say the beast inside of me is gonna getcha... getcha, yeah!
Ah, Let me love you to death...
Ah, Let me love you to death...
Am I good enough for you?
Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine;
I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?
Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you're saying, praying,
They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, yeah!
I beg to serve, your wish is my law.
Now close those eyes, and let me love you to death!
Shall I prove I mean what I'm saying, begging?
I say the beast inside of me is gonna getcha... getcha, yeah!
Ah, Let me love you to death...
Ah, Let me love you to death...
Am I good enough for you?
Thx 4 visiting!
thanks for reading my webslice. i really hope you enjoyed it.
i wanna plug some parting advice. it takes initiative to seek and find stability... remember that the mind and body tend to follow each other. address both your material and spiritual needs. show grace to yourself & others. apologize. also know when to ditch the junk; don't fuck with the fuck shit. and remember that perfection is a lie, but don't forget that nihilism kills. destroy that which does undue harm and cannot be corrected; boost the rest. you have agency even at your lowest.
and have fun! if you see me in Toronto, say hi! -RENA