Hello witches! I just flew back in, on my Broom. What a night!!!!! An mazing Matriarchy One. Sorry to say Not Ejaculation Free. But I will give you a snippet: It was a Beautiful, Uniting One, with my Witches and Bitches. Naked, Dancing, Rolling over Stones, Flying High into the Sky, Shining Bright, With and On each other, in short: A Healing and Liberating one. So we lusted the night away and celebrated the beauty of nature. 

Movement and blood traces in the air today. And while getting off, I felt the blood running through my veins and the need for a radical feminist vision for a different world, so the S.C.U.M. Manifesto by Valerie Solanas I reread. Ja, today is a Protest/Movement day, and it got used for different reasons, by different parties. I dedicate my day to all the bitches, witches and beloved social justice/queer activists out there!!! Will stick to great womxn company: Caliban and The Witch Silvia Federici and leave you with a quote from Kai Cheng Thom to paraphrase Emma Goldman:

If I can’t dance, then it’s not my revolution.

If I can’t fuck up and learn from my mistakes, then it’s not my revolution.

If I can’t disagree with you, then it’s not my revolution. 

If I can’t ask questions, then it’s not my revolution.

If I can’t decide for myself what tactics I will use, then it’s not my revolution.

If I can’t be femme, then it’s not my revolution.

If I can’t choose my own friends, then it’s not my revolution.

If I can’t bring my family, then it’s not my revolution.

If I can’t bring my culture, then it’s not my revolution. 

And if it’s not our revolution, then let’s build a new one.

So bitches, witches, Whatever move(ment) you find for yourself or in the air : Stay on Fire and Wet! 

Love x

your unmasked witch bitch hanna