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wampus-cat.livejournal.comSome of you know me, but most probably don't, so I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Chaos, an often-times self-doubting therian of unknown felinity possibly hybridized with an ungulate of some sort. I've gone through some doubting and questioning periods lately regarding my therianthropy, but I wrote this essay to gather up my feelings on the subject and posted it in my LJ a few weeks ago. It actually helped me remember why I thought I was what I think I am in the first place and put me back on track. I was contemplating whether or not to join and post this for a few weeks, but I decided that it would be interesting to hear input from others not on my friends' list.
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liesk.livejournal.comJust a short thing about my relationship to other animal folk.
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The fact that other people exist who feel similarly about their species identity never ceases to amaze me. Sure, it logically follows that if I'm an animal-person, there are probably others. But it's astounding that there are people who "get it." They experience the same, or similar, things as I do. Considering that this is a rare thing for me given only the general population, it has an impact.
I don't need these people simply for their animalness, and I don't necessarily need to discuss my animalness with them (but I would like to sometimes). Simply the fact that I know they, too, feel fur and muzzles and have thoughts that don't seem to match what is expected, that they feel the oddness of how flimsy the padding beneath our fingertips are -- and most confusing to me, the disorienting way my feet are so incredibly short and the other parts of my legs so damned long, the heel too muscular, simply to allow for some bizarre plantigrade walk -- the enjoyment of when you feel it as it should be, the frustrations of when it's not... all of it adds up to some role that other animal people play in my life.
That role being something along the lines of, "hello."
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The fact that other people exist who feel similarly about their species identity never ceases to amaze me. Sure, it logically follows that if I'm an animal-person, there are probably others. But it's astounding that there are people who "get it." They experience the same, or similar, things as I do. Considering that this is a rare thing for me given only the general population, it has an impact.
I don't need these people simply for their animalness, and I don't necessarily need to discuss my animalness with them (but I would like to sometimes). Simply the fact that I know they, too, feel fur and muzzles and have thoughts that don't seem to match what is expected, that they feel the oddness of how flimsy the padding beneath our fingertips are -- and most confusing to me, the disorienting way my feet are so incredibly short and the other parts of my legs so damned long, the heel too muscular, simply to allow for some bizarre plantigrade walk -- the enjoyment of when you feel it as it should be, the frustrations of when it's not... all of it adds up to some role that other animal people play in my life.
That role being something along the lines of, "hello."
bearinmind.livejournal.comA new essay. It's a little rough, but here it is....
EDIT: I forgot to mention that yes, comment and critique is welcome. :)
( Anger and the Animal Person )
EDIT: I forgot to mention that yes, comment and critique is welcome. :)
( Anger and the Animal Person )
Some words.
Feb. 13th, 2006 09:43 pmalastarcrow.livejournal.comA short reflection on myself and the weather. Nothing too serious or interesting, but I like it, and was feeling birdy and very contemplative when I wrote it. I like run-on sentences, as you may notice while you are reading. (This was edited a couple times, but only for typos)
( Winter Wings )
( Winter Wings )
