I live in northern Connecticut, not terribly far from the Mass border. So I am currently encased within blizzardy weather and am loving it so much. It finally feels like Winter, to an extreme. This is the time of year I live for. Profuse downpouring snow, wind, and cold late into nights. The snow has nearly buried our brand new Honda Civic.

I went out to do a little prelim shoveling around 1:40 am. 20 minutes ago (it’s 2 am as I write this bit). I spent at least 10 of those minutes out there in my work sneakers, long sleeve shirt, and lounge pants digging towards our garage. The wind blew snow back in my face and yet more snow got on my clothes as well as in my shoes. It felt purely amazing. This experience reminded me so much of Home, right down to the detail where I’d naturally be up past 1 am when it’s dark as shit and the weather turns foul.

This felt more like Home than anything I’ve done before. Just me out there on my front steps, trying to make sure we didn’t have our front door snowed in. And I’ll do it again for as long as it takes. The solitude of the moment made me feel so alive as a gryphon. A lone burd in the middle of stormy weather in the dead of Winter late at night. Holy shit, my heart ached for the real Home so strongly. All I wanted to do was tear off my skin and bolt.

New England is a good place for me to live, partly for reasons like this. It feeds into my Kinfeels and makes my life far less harsh. I can feel in-tune with my innermost self. It’s hard to believe that I’d be having a spiritual experience after 1:30 am of a Saturday. But that’s exactly what happened and it made me happier than I can ever express in words. The snow will not let up for at least another 1/4 or 1/2 of a day. I know they’ll call and say don’t come to work again. So I can dedicate my excess energy to shoveling in the day to come.

Before I get called a hypocrite for how I tag my reblogs of attractive gryphon art…

Yes, I do have an attraction OF SORTS to all things gryphonic. But not as much to traditional or reverse gryphs. And with hippogryphs, I’m only recently starting to like them. As for harpies and perytons, which I count as types of gryphons, yes I like them too.

But even if gryphons were physically real on Earth, I would not make ANY attempts to get close to one, for bad purposes or otherwise. Rather, I’d enjoy them at a distance, like I do now with art and such.

Never would I bone a gryphon, anthro or not. My tag ‘get in my bed’ isn’t supposed to be taken literally. I use it to archive my favorite gryphons arts.

That’s it. Kusari out.

Oh no no no. I’m staying FAR away from the zoophilia debate. Why are we even talking about this right now in this tag? There are beings who will see it and deem Otherkin as irredeemable for all of time. Holy shit, talk about a dangerous taboo.

I’m all for controversy and questioning serious issues, but please for the love of Fengo don’t bring up bestiality.

I tried so hard.

I really fucking did.

In the beginning, I had much love and hope for the Kinmmunity here on Tumblr. It was fun and interesting and a lot less risky. 8/10 of the tag was welcoming and friendly and real.

Now we’ve got trolls up the wazoo, assholes who come in JUST to call us headcases, spam, and in-fighting. What the shit happened?

In less than a leap year, the Kinmmunity went from fabulous to FUCKING NO.

Lion is so done, I’m so done. Along with so many others, I’m sure.

Even the Kinpedia became worthless and I goddamn got rid of it.

Otherkin don’t enjoy eating baby cows.

Otherkin don’t veal.

Can someone take a tally of all the troll identities please?

I’d like to have a good laugh later.

More like is it finally safe to venture into the Otherkin tag again?

This’ll be me either tomorrow or when the shitstorm finally does die out.

Maybe it’s my sickness getting the best of me but I really feel worn out by the Kinmmunity lately. All the trolls claiming to be the most outrageous of things. Some even saying that they suddenly choose to be Other, like it’s a goddamn choice. No…it’s a lifelong thing you don’t grow out of.

Sure, you can ignore it and live your life, but it doesn’t change the fact that you still have some nonhumanity to you. And you can’t suddenly just think FROM TODAY ON I’LL BE A GARDEN HOSE/FANCY PIGEON/SPINOSAURUS/FUR DRAGON because it’s not like that.

You don’t grow out of Kinship and you don’t choose it. I can not repeat those 2 basic things enough.

Everyone is giving up on the Kinmmunity and the trolls are swooping down like carrion feeders. We’re letting the Otherkin tag rot. The Nonhuman tag isn’t as bad yet but just wait. I’m not part of the Therian tag so I can’t speak for it.

But when we have so many bullshit stories and assholes in the tags…it kind of kills the magick that keeps our world alive, ya know? It’s getting to where we won’t dare attack anyone even if they attack us because we have a bad enough rep as it is.

This Kinmmunity is dying and no one can save it.

RS may not be the authority on Kin ‘Culture’ but she is very welcoming to serious newbies, informative to beings who come into the tag in disbelief, and good about posting info on our kind often enough so the curious many can see it.

And for that I thank her.