Everyone I come across in cages they bought
they think of me and my wandering
but I’m never what they thought
got my indignation but I’m pure in all my thoughts
I’m alive.

Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere
underneath my being is a road that disappeared
late at night I hear the trees
they’re singing with the dead

After hiking through the Australia Alps, I recorded this on an Autumn day in a valley. Guaranteed. Download the song and album for free here:

I’m not exactly safe [in Uganda], but to a certain extent I’m safe because I stand my ground. I’m not going to change out of fear, I’m not going to run away from the country, and the fact that you guys know about me is a form of protection for me. I look over my shoulder every day, but there’s no other place I’d rather be than be there and make sure that the safety I need actually happens in the country.

Transgender Ugandan Activist Pepe Julian Onziema, in his interview with John Oliver for Last Week Tonight

(via adaptacija)

Part I and Part II of the interview. Definitely worth watching.

(Start from 10:40 of Part I to skip to the interviews.)

Perhaps balancing the joys of escapism with the awareness of deception was the whole point of why we read novels, but I was never able to successfully manage this simultaneous suspension of the real and the fictive. Maybe you just needed to be an adult in order to perform this high-wire act of believing and not-believing at the same time.

Reif Larsen, The Selected Works of T. S. Spivet