Hail and Well Met! I’m Venushakti Autumn Velatura, you can call me Venus (if you wish).
If you read any of my blog posts, or anything I’ve posted here and there in various places online, you’ll quickly see why I once used to be called the “Queen of TMI” among my circle of friends. I’ve toned my oversharing down a fair bit since that time (lifetimes ago, it seems), and I try to focus on sharing only that which will have some tangible value to others (and not to share JUST out of my own selfish desire for recognition – ::smile::).
I write about a lot of things that some people “just don’t talk about”. Sex. Drugs. Porn. Kink. Magick. The human body. Where liberal and libertarian politics cross paths. “Deviance,” and how society creates both that and “normality.” Whatever shocking subject that comes to mind and about which I have a passion to converse with others or about which I want to record ideas to provoke thought. I’m really upfront and forward when I speak, in the hopes that others will speak as plainly in return. This makes some people feel uncomfortable, I think because I’m not always the most graceful (or diplomatic) communicator. I try, but occasionally I fail. I’m open to improvement, and welcome (compassionate) constructive criticism. (FYI: Verbal violence without clear justification, posted in comments here, will be deleted without reading or response. I individually and personally approve all comments that are posted on this site.)
My brain’s wired funny, in effect I speak social skills as a second language. I grew up knowing nothing of peer relations other than rejection and being the target of bullying. I didn’t know how to talk like a kid, and that created an unfortunate barrier between me and the other kids with whom I interacted. A phrase I coined when I was young (thankfully now in the past tense), “I didn’t have friends, I had books.” That sad fact only furthered my communication problems. Because of being a social “reject,” (my peers’ term for me, not mine), I was verbally, emotionally, mentally, and physically manipulated, intimidated, and violenced.
Those were not the only violences I experienced as a child, and have been working through (and beyond) since that era of my life. I sometimes write about those experiences, when they are relevant to the present, but otherwise I segregate that sort of reflection on my past to discussions with mental health professionals. Suffice it to say that I experienced almost everything no child should have to experience, more times than I could count, to the point that my brain simply turned my memories off, for a very long time. It was my subsequent problems with memory recall and a need to create meaning from psychic injury that inspired me to begin recording my journey in writing, poetry, learning, and art, shortly after the worst series of chronic traumatic events came to an end.
It is my hope that, through my modest attempts at communicating my experiences, reflecting on my choices in response to life events, and trying to build a legacy — through connection to the living beings with whom I interact on any level — through art, poetry, storytelling, interacting with likeminded others, volunteering, compassionate communication, and cooperative creativity. Connection and cooperativity (mutual support and enrichment) are the two most important areas of my life right now.
This space is my mind palace, explore as you will. I welcome any human communication. I reserve the right to remove verbal violence (and undesirable overly-commercial promotions) posted to my site at whim.
(If you made it all the way through my lengthy introduction, thank you! If you have time, and you don’t mind doing me a small favor, please introduce yourself to me and to other readers of my “About” page in a comment below? If you have a blog of your own, please include the URL, as well, please? When I update my blog and approve comments, I’ll check out your own “About” page in return!)
To all that come here in peace, welcome!