(i ripped this off wikipedia real fast so sorry if it's lib)

In October 1776, the Public Universal Friend contracted an epidemic disease and was bedridden and near death with a high fever. Their family summoned a doctor from Attleboro, six miles away, and neighbors kept up a death-watch at night. The fever broke after several days. The Friend later reported that [deadname redacted] had died, receiving revelations from God through two archangels who proclaimed there was "Room, Room, Room, in the many Mansions of eternal glory for Thee and for everyone". The Friend further said that [deadname redacted]'s soul had ascended to heaven and the body had been reanimated with a new spirit charged by God with preaching his word, that of the "Publick Universal Friend", describing that name in the words of Isaiah 62:2 as "a new name which the mouth of the Lord hath named".

From that time on, the Friend refused to answer to their deadname, ignoring or chastising those who insisted on using it. When visitors asked if it was the name of the person they were addressing, the Friend simply quoted Luke 23:3 ("thou sayest it").  Identifying as neither male nor female, the Friend asked not to be referred to with gendered pronouns. Followers respected these wishes; they referred only to "the Public Universal Friend" or short forms such as "the Friend" or "P.U.F.", and many avoided gender-specific pronouns even in private diaries. When someone asked if the Friend was male or female, the preacher replied "I am that I am", saying the same thing to a man who criticized the Friend's manner of dress (adding, in the latter case, "there is nothing indecent or improper in my dress or appearance; I am not accountable to mortals").

editorial note: I think this is a very cool story and I really love hearing it. We've been around forever and we've been doing variations of this forever. It's really beautiful

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  • QueerCommie [she/her, fae/faer]
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    2 months ago
    Hi folkes, I’m back!

    A month ago I decided to log off and a lot has happened since then. Without social media I noticed things passing faster and was a bit less understimulated. I intensely hyperfocused on growing “magic” mushrooms, bringing me back to reddit and youtube. I spent a bunch of money and time on it and got it going, but then I got bored and idk how that’s going to go.

    My special interest finally left neurodivergence for “enlightenment.” I’ve been watching so many videos about it and becoming more aware and experiencing a bit of universal love and stuff. It’s cool, and of course directing what contradictions circle in my mind. I’m trying to believe the right things and believe nothing, and noticing what I believe and how I feel like I believe nothing. Essentially, I have taken the lesson “don’t always believe your thoughts” from my OCD learning to an extreme as I am apt to do and it’s actually not too bad. I started identifying practically with derealization and depersonalization and honestly it’s cool. Better than fighting it. I think it has to do with my hormones settling down finally (I went off t-blockers a while ago and might go back on who knows), but I really don’t care for social interaction much, but don’t avoid it (I like listening sometimes), but I have accepted that maybe my autism leaves me prone to noticing the inherent emptiness of the so called self and social connection. I have avoided the abyss by identifying with (hyperfixating on) ideas and people, but it always cedes to nihilism eventually. It’s great to not see my uncertainty as a problem. Its freeing to see my strong opinions pass and my inability to make opinions about certain things as o op natural. After not being angry at anything for months I’m angry at random things? How silly. Life is a mystery and I don’t have to keep trying to become. I can live each day noticing new things without being nagged by doubt or holding on to things. Not needing to ruminate is lovely. Of course, I still suffer plenty, but my mind slowly plagues me less. I can see how my problems may be linked to neurodivergences and have associated copes, without universalizing those experiences or caring about imposter syndrome. Yeah, I’m a bit of a solipsist, but that will pass. I don’t know anything, and I don’t know how anyone follows this path without being autistic about it (I heard the buddha might have been autistic). I guess my ADHD still won’t let me meditate deeply.. Anyway, the process of existence continues and its pretty cool.

    What’s up on trans mega?

      • QueerCommie [she/her, fae/faer]
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        2 months ago

        Yeah, it’s pretty cool. I worry it’s slightly too cold, but I should be able to rig a heat lamp and/or dehydrator right. I made two liquid cultures but don’t know what to do with them. My spore-inoculated popcorn molded, but the LC might be better if I can get it out of the weird container sterilely.

      • QueerCommie [she/her, fae/faer]
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        2 months ago

        mao-wave I’ve microdosed a couple times and it’s genuinely the only time I don’t have executive dysfunction. No “high.” Macrodosing would be more for spiritual purposes but I’m not too strongly anticipating it.