Neuroqueering
Pushing my reality, living my truth, thriving. I want to write a love poem to all of you neurodivergent queer folx. All of you neuroqueering reality as you DIY this prefabricated life.
There is joy in my nervous system. There is ease in my bodymind. My embodiment is full of rest鈥� Breathe in and breathe out鈥� The parasympathetic pathway is activated. I digest the room, the lights, the sounds. I flow for connection.
Neuroqueering is an act of space for community.
Neuroqueering is fucking with grammar.
Neuroqueering is: 鈥淎ctively exploring, practicing, reclaiming, cultivating non-normative modes of embodiment.鈥�
The streets can sometimes feel like they were not built for you. They were never built for me. The public infrastructures that cloud and scatter my perception make me dizzy. The body politic 鈥� dissociated for decades 鈥� leaves my system dysregulated and needing a nap. But where?
I look for a way to actively heal, I adjust my surroundings, I regulate my hypersenses. I see you also practise this alchemy of transition. Transing your way of being. Neverending, never stopping, bending and enmeshing, blending and connecting.
My way of being has always been a DIY-being-in-the-world. We have been given all these structures and particles, but never connected in the right way. I have been given a name, a gender, a set of career options, a set of maps and trajectories, a set of overwhelming social protocols and ways of sitting in a chair 鈥� and I remade them to fit. To fit me. I see you can do it, too.
Neuroqueering is destabilising.
Neuroqueering is digesting.
Neuroqueering is speculative world-building.
Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha writes that: 鈥淚 am dreaming like my life depends on it. Because it does.鈥漑2] Dreaming is a consequence of rest and play. I rest. I play. I dream a different world into being. Where we all get to nap after lunch. Where productivity is measured in how many friends you make. A world where my needs and your needs are truly met every day.
Neuronormativity and cis-heteronormativity combine into this post-post capitalist hellscape. We need to invite the neuroqueer art of failure. To neuroqueer the nervous system of the social body and find joy in fluid, intuitive being with 0 pressure. Play is a radical act. It creates a space to access pain, restore and envision a world that prioritises humanity over profit.
I want to sing of access intimacy and unique needs; radical acceptance and softness that allow us to treat each other with the utmost kindness. We can refocus, reorient ourselves. See the corners of the room anew鈥� extending with breath.
Neuroqueering for trans joy.
Neuroqueering for crip pleasure.
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Pushing my reality, living my truth, thriving. I want to write a love poem to all of you neurodivergent queer folx. All of you neuroqueering reality as you DIY this prefabricated life.
There is joy in my nervous system. There is ease in my bodymind. My embodiment is full of rest鈥� Breathe in and breathe out鈥� The parasympathetic pathway is activated. I digest the room, the lights, the sounds. I flow for connection.
Neuroqueering is an act of space for community.
Neuroqueering is fucking with grammar.
Neuroqueering is: 鈥淎ctively exploring, practicing, reclaiming, cultivating non-normative modes of embodiment.鈥�
The streets can sometimes feel like they were not built for you. They were never built for me. The public infrastructures that cloud and scatter my perception make me dizzy. The body politic 鈥� dissociated for decades 鈥� leaves my system dysregulated and needing a nap. But where?
I look for a way to actively heal, I adjust my surroundings, I regulate my hypersenses. I see you also practise this alchemy of transition. Transing your way of being. Neverending, never stopping, bending and enmeshing, blending and connecting.
My way of being has always been a DIY-being-in-the-world. We have been given all these structures and particles, but never connected in the right way. I have been given a name, a gender, a set of career options, a set of maps and trajectories, a set of overwhelming social protocols and ways of sitting in a chair 鈥� and I remade them to fit. To fit me. I see you can do it, too.
Neuroqueering is destabilising.
Neuroqueering is digesting.
Neuroqueering is speculative world-building.
Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha writes that: 鈥淚 am dreaming like my life depends on it. Because it does.鈥漑2] Dreaming is a consequence of rest and play. I rest. I play. I dream a different world into being. Where we all get to nap after lunch. Where productivity is measured in how many friends you make. A world where my needs and your needs are truly met every day.
Neuronormativity and cis-heteronormativity combine into this post-post capitalist hellscape. We need to invite the neuroqueer art of failure. To neuroqueer the nervous system of the social body and find joy in fluid, intuitive being with 0 pressure. Play is a radical act. It creates a space to access pain, restore and envision a world that prioritises humanity over profit.
I want to sing of access intimacy and unique needs; radical acceptance and softness that allow us to treat each other with the utmost kindness. We can refocus, reorient ourselves. See the corners of the room anew鈥� extending with breath.
Neuroqueering for trans joy.
Neuroqueering for crip pleasure.
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