the fifth place is the internet equivalent of bedhead. a scrapbook of my raw thoughts.
a lot of this is stuff i wish i could talk to my therapist about. it’s hard to talk about white guys with white guys even if they’re nice most of the time. but i still want to do the work. this is one way i try to do it.
in classical astrology, the fifth place (topoi) from the ascendant is the house of embodied pleasure, where venus rejoices. here, i try to experience what it means to rejoice. rejoicing is an act of claiming the self for oneself.
please be over 18 if you’d like to hang out here.
the charity of kings: a screenplay-in-progress by Angelita Biscotti
an art student/astrologer/club-drug retailer sets up shop at inner-city night clubs in melbourne. she sells party drugs in order to support her unemployed and unwell mother who lives in the philippines. every time she makes a sale, she goes to confession with a priest she has intense sexual feelings for - the only person who knows about her secret life.
all you can’t keep: a screenplay-in-progress by Angelita Biscotti
A successful tattoo model refuses to remove a tattoo of her ex-lover's name on her chest despite his increasingly drastic efforts to persuade her otherwise. The story unfolds primarily through her conversations with her therapist. What is it like to wear someone's name and memory over your heart, and be forced to let that go?
what if relationships are like any live performance, a once-in-a-lifetime show & that’s it
What if a break-up/relationship were just like a live performance, stage-play, improv show, once-in-a-lifetime concert?
On dating somewhat decent white guys ~ he’s not going to be perfect but he might be wonderful, maybe
Maybe it’s not fair to expect a pitstop to be the entire adventure.
Maybe it’s not fair to expect a somewhat-nice white guy to be the One Super White Man who undoes the patriarchy in one fell swoop, while smelling like freshly applied aftershave.