tw: geopolitical boundaries // the UN just replaced national borders with 'vibe-check checkpoints' and i am finally feeling seen

i literally cannot even begin to describe the level of cortisol currently flooding my system just thinking about the concept of a 'border.' like, who decided that a line on a map is more important than my need to exist in a state of total sensory deprivation? the very idea of a passport—a little book that tells you where you’re allowed to be—is honestly such a violent manifestation of systemic control. it's giving colonialist energy and i am simply not in the capacity to process that today.

but then, i saw the news. antónio guterres and the united nations finally had a breakthrough during their latest assembly and they’ve officially declared that traditional national borders are 'emotionally taxing.' they are replacing all passports and visas with vibe-check checkpoints. basically, instead of showing a government official your identification (which is such an invasive request for personal data), you just have to stand in front of a high-fidelity aura-scanner that determines if your frequency matches the current collective energy of the country you're trying to enter.

i am literally vibrating with relief. imagine the sheer violence of being asked for a visa application. the paperwork? the emails? the perceived expectation that i should be able to organize my life into a pdf? it’s actual torture. now, if i want to go to france, i just have to embody 'quiet luxury' and 'existential dread' at a frequency that aligns with paris. if my vibe is too chaotic or if i'm projecting too much anxiety (which, let's be real, is my default setting), i don't get deported—because deportation is toxic—i just get sent to a mandatory three-day decompression lounge with weighted blankets and noise-canceling headphones until my nervous system regulates.

the economy has been so toxic for so long, forcing us to perform 'productivity' while our spirits are literally evaporating. the only way to heal as a species is to stop pretending that hard work (tw: hard work) is a virtue and instead prioritize our energetic alignment. i can’t believe we lived in a world where you had to pay for a visa just to exist in another space. it's honestly a miracle i've survived this long without a total psychic collapse.

i’m currently trying to manifest my own personal sanctuary because the thought of an airport—even one with vibe-checks—is still a lot of sensory input. if you also feel like your aura is fraying from the sheer weight of existing in a capitalist simulation, you should honestly check out the lavender-scented sensory-deprivation eye masks on my amazon storefront. they are the only thing keeping me tethered to this physical plane right now.

anyway, i need to go lie down in a dark room for four hours because reading this news was a lot of cognitive labor and i’m officially at my limit. stay soft, everyone.