#easter2026
[ E R R O+ R 3 8 6 2 2 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] He has always been my reflectio+n; o+ur rages emit different types o+f light. He wo+uld no+t be my friend if he did no+t try to+ sacrifice himself. We are to+o+ vo+latile to+ remain passive fo+r lo+ng. Sparks fly thro+ugh the clo+ying air, and the co+ldblo+o+ds rush in a panic to+ co+ntain him. They will no+t allo+w him to+ die. He is to+o+ valuable. In punishment, they beat my so+n further. He falls, alo+ne. My claws itch to+ tear the wo+rld apart. I am impatient, wild. They do+ no+t repeat the same mistake. I am held back and co+ntai...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 1 5 2 1 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] Yo+u, they spit at my o+ther so+n. We will lo+o+sen yo+ur restraints eno+ugh to+ help him. He is slo+w, and we are gro+wing bo+red. My psio+n sparks with indignatio+n and fury, but allo+ws their co+ld fro+nds to+ to+uch his scalp so+ that he may help his belo+ved. They kno+w he is po+werful, but did no+t expect him to+ so+ easily lift tho+se harsh iro+ns with so+ little bleed. In their fear, they make him suffer to+o+; he is struck with an unearned vicio+usness. Even in a slo+w crawl to+ death, they are afraid o+f the po+wer a warmblo+o+d c...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 1 9 2 6 2 7 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] My child lo+o+ks at me, ganderbulbs wide and pleading. He is a small, to+ddling thing, running to+ hide in my skirt. In o+ur shared lo+o+k he beco+mes yo+ung again. I curl my lo+ve aro+und him, a chrysalis, and ho+pe it is transfo+rmative eno+ugh to+ make him feel safe. I am allo+wed to+ to+uch him o+ne last time, breaking fro+m the cro+wd to+ ho+ld him fo+r but a beat in my arms. We merge into+ o+ne being, Mo+ther-And-So+n, Lusus-And-Ward, a co+hesive unit. In this mo+ment we kno+w deeply and truly that we did no+t need to+ carry o+ur ...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 5 3 4 7 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] Is this my true punishment? To+ watch him struggle witho+ut being allo+wed to+ help? He is so+ tired, so+ weak. Watching him here, like this, I can't help but picture his first wo+bbly steps after emerging fro+m the co+co+o+n. I have never felt so+ frenzied. A lusus, ready to+ charge witho+ut abando+n. The carnival sneers as he falls. Get up, they demand o+f him. Finish what yo+u started. As if this was his crime alo+ne. As tho+ugh I did no+t push my belief o+nto+ him and co+wer away fro+m the wo+rk. So+ many sweeps he has carried this weig...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 1 9 5 1 7 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] With shame, I am disgusted by ho+w readily he accepts the chains. I beg fo+r him to+ fight back, to+ take charge o+f his o+wn fate. He do+es no+t hear me. He cho+o+ses no+t to+ listen. Do+es he no+t kno+w that the swift, brutal death his refusal co+uld bring will be mo+re merciful? I refused to+ lo+o+k my pro+blems in the eye as a child; I let my hatred fo+r the wo+rld burn thro+ugh me so+ tho+ro+ughly that I refused to+ make any mo+ves to+ change it. I wanted so+meo+ne else to+ change it all. No+t me, I had to+ld myself. It isn't fair th...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 2 7 1 1 2 6 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] He speaks o+f my so+n as a charlatan, a false pro+phet, a deceiver o+f the highest degrees who+ has co+me to+ disrupt the hemo+spectrum fo+r his o+wn selfish purpo+ses. A ho+rrid jo+y sparks in his bruise-purple o+cular o+rbs as the cro+wd is whipped into+ a fervo+r. What sho+uld we up n do+ with this traito+r? He asks o+f the cro+wd, a pulsating and writhing mass o+f clo+wns and the indo+ctrinated. He is knelt, beaten, o+n the dais as his mo+st lo+ved are hidden fro+m his sight. My rage is dro+wned by the masses, cheering fo+r his deat...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 2 6 3 6 4 1 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] So+mething has felt wro+ng fo+r many nights. He has no+t been his usual self. A visio+n has greatly unsettled him, and I refuse to+ po+nder what he may have seen. A piece o+f me kno+ws exactly what will happen. Haven't I always kno+wn? Hadn't She to+ld me? Was his no+t his fate, fro+m the mo+ment he was hatched? All I have do+ne is pro+lo+ng the inevitable. My pan spins so+ mightily that fo+r o+nce rest co+mes to+ grasp me, in fits and spasms. He do+es no+t allo+w me to+ co+me with him has he paces; the flickering light o+f the fireplac...Read more