Tag: love

One of the closest people to your heart

Tina Marie (Ms. Cat)

من أقرب الناس الي قلبك

* The person closest to your heart *

  • The person closest to your heart is the one who notices your mood change from the words you write… *
  • That’s a skill mastered only by those who truly love… *
  • When the scope of your love for others expands, the scope of beauty in your life expands… *
  • Because you cannot see ugliness in what you love, nor beauty in what you hate… *
  • And if life illuminates your path for a time, remember those who walked with you in its shadows, *
  • Those who remained steadfast when the light dimmed, and those who shared your patience before your joy… *
  • For light is only complete with loyalty and sincerity.

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Spreading Love Through Media, the Regrantor Way

Tina Marie (Ms. Cat)

I just watched a recommended video on gratitude that was sponsored by the Greater Good Science Center and decided to look into it. Their ‘Spreading Love Through the Media’ project reads less like a public service and more like a soft attempt to redirect attention away from the material conditions people are living under. When institutions with elite backing promote ‘connection’ and ‘empathy’ as the antidote to a world shaped by inequality and conflict, it becomes hard not to read it as a subtle form of deflection—an invitation to feel better instead of look closer.

“Yeah, I can tell it from your mouth that you / You got the devil in your eyes, so I’m / Not gonna waste all of my time on ya”

Spreading Love Through Media, the Regrantor Way

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UK: A Working Class Experience of Alien Abduction! (18.11.2025)

Tina Marie (Ms. Cat)2 Comments

The capitalist will say (and do) anything that justifies the endless accumulation of profit. To this end, the emphasis of individualism is vital – as it is through this loss of collective identity that humanity learns to routinely brutalise its own existence and being. Inflicting pain and harvesting gain is the only permitted exchange which locks out all other modes of possible interaction. Love becomes a limited commodity which can be bought for a short time period before the clock runs out and its flow dries up.

UK: A Working Class Experience of Alien Abduction! (18.11.2025)

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Poem: 🐾 Threshold

Tina Marie (Ms. Cat)

She stands at the door
like it owes her something.
One paw in,
one paw out,
tail flicking like a metronome
for a song she won’t commit to.

I open it.
She blinks.
Sniffs the air like it’s a question.
Steps forward—
then back.
Then forward again.

It’s not the outside she wants.
It’s the choice.
The ache of maybe.
The thrill of almost.

I leave the door ajar.
She leaves me waiting.
Gotta love that darn cat. 🐈