It’s Love - a zine text on hope

Nov 4, 2018
Current Location
Denver, CO
This is the text for a zine I’m putting out. Hope y’all enjoy, and honestly engage with it.

Sometimes it’s hard for me to write down my ideas. It’s difficult to translate my thoughts into readable words when I myself don’t have the vocabulary to accurately describe many of the concepts I think about. It also doesn’t help that I can’t explore ideas on paper the same way that I do in my own head. I loathe the linear expressions of the English language, and all of its limitations. This you must know, in order to understand the rest of this literature.

Now that all that formal shit is out of the way, I have something to say. And this may have already been said by someone other than me, but I have not heard of this person. This is a unique thought, or at least it is for me, and I feel it is worthy of sharing.

Contrary to popular belief, the condition of humanity is not suffering.
It is love.

Now I could philosophize this point for days (thereby extending this zine to a fucking tome) and try to articulate the reasons why I, personally, have figured out the universal truth that encompasses all of human experience. But I’m not going to do that. To do so would ignore the most personal anecdotes that inform this philosophy, and what’s philosophy without a little self-interest?

The condition of the human experience is not suffering, it is love.

And so you don’t get the wrong idea, this isn’t some new age hippie fuckin’ heal everything with crystals bullshit. This doesn’t come from a life without pain or suffering or hurt. I am by no stretch of the imagination a neurotypical person, and this does not come from a place of privilege at least relating to that.

This is me refusing to believe that pain has been and will forever be the one constant in my life. This is me wishing more for my friends, for my family, for my siblings on this little planet. This is me giving myself a reason to get out of bed in the morning, because if I’m just going to have little croutons of happiness sprinkled around a salad full of sad, then what’s even the point of waking up? What’s the point of continuing on? Why should we entertain the notion of life at all, for any of us, if the only reason we exist is to suffer?

I fucking hate that idea. That’s gross.

So I am suggesting an alternative to the notion that existence must be cruel. Under whose authority did that even become the leading philosophy? Do we honestly think that some old fuckin’ white guys had the insight and language to describe the caveat of the entirety of human life and consciousness? Fuck no. I’m not saying that I’ve figured it out either. I am just putting another line of thought out there, a little seed of hope. It’s hope for myself, and if you continue to entertain this idea after you’ve left this zine somewhere for someone else to find, maybe it’ll be hope for you too.
Jan 20, 2019
Current Location
Pullman, WA
"this isn’t some new age hippie fuckin’ heal everything with crystals bullshit" haha

Very enjoyable and honest read. I look forward to reading the full version or your future works.
Aug 19, 2018
Current Location
I tattoo'd hope on my fingers last year. If things keep going the way they have been, Ill have to tattoo fuck on the other hand, so I can put both hands together and it'll say 'fuck hope'... LOL Im kidding.... Yea not really. lol Anyways, Sometimes its the only thing that keeps us going! You seem pretty cool tho! Just thought Id throw in my 2 cents
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