Good Morning Friends, Community, Comrades, People… and Bitches and Motherfuckers,
Consider this statement the birthday speech! Here we go…
It’s the 3rd day of Black Liberation/Pride Month and my 4th day of my 35th year on Earth. In the days leading up to my entrance into this year, it became more clear that I had a lot to say that couldn’t be properly summarized in a few social media posts.
34 was an immense closure. Many doors automatically closed. Many doors I had to work to close. And as those doors were closing, I found myself claiming the age of 35 a few months prematurely. Because that’s how I was feeling. The development of a new skin, the heightening of an attitude that has always wanted to storm from my bones.
Once upon a time, I didn’t think I would make it to 27. Then 30 came and I was shocked I got this far. For a little while, I thought, “what the fuck am I doing here? what kind of sense does this make?” Apparently there were more puzzle pieces to gather. Such is life.
But making it to 35? It’s the debunking of a myth. Not just of the widely reported, anxiety-inducing, and fabrication of the life expectancy of Black trans women in the United States. Arriving here debunks the entire myth and lie that was sewn into my life, my psyche, and my spirit.
That I was always supposed to be dead. To act dead. To perform and project death.
The door opened to 35. And I believe it was age that I was always supposed to reach.
BEHOLD… MY SECOND ACT, BITCHES!!!!!!!!!!! EVERYONE KNOWS THE SECOND ACT IS BETTER THAN THE FIRST IN LIFE!!
I’ve reflected on the lives my people have lived, including many of the people I don’t know in my bloodstream. There’s a heavy history of not being able to achieve a second act because of trauma, pain, violence, abuse, fear, internalizations, hurt… so much hurt… unable to truly locate the God within themselves. But what has kept me together, somehow, is the fact that I am someone’s manifestation of existing in this lifetime.
I AM SOMEONE’S MANIFESTATION OF EXISTING IN THIS LIFETIME. HOW ALCHEMICAL CAN YOU GET?…
As another sun rises over Baltimore, it is another confirmation of having entered the other side. I have made it to a place I never thought I’d get to – the years where I choose to live the best life, to do the impossible, to defy gravity, to… What’s something higher than flying? Whatever that is, THAT THING!
Everything… had to be burned down for me to arrive here. And when you burn it down, you don’t look back.
For those of you who grew up in the church, you probably know the song: We will tell the story of how we’ve overcome and we’ll understand it better by and by…
I am blessed to be here. I am honored to be here. And I’m incredibly thankful to the leagues of Ancestors, Family, Friends, Community, Lovers, Comrades… Yes, and Bitches and Motherfuckers… who have loved me, taught me, cared for me, witnessed me, and read me for filth…
LOOK… I’m not sorry… THE HEALING ERA IS THE UNHINGED ERA. Y’all may not believe this but I actually forgot how unhinged I am (thanks COVID, you trifling nervous bastard!)… so I’m making up for lost time!!!
*inserts moment where I chuck an invisible Grammy into the stage floor*
I ain’t done yet. My grandmothers in heaven say I’m not done yet. The Ancestors say I’m not done yet. Spirit says I’m not done yet. They all say, Child, this is just the fucking beginning!
And with all of that being said, you truly have not seen anything yet. And if you are reading this, thank you too. I hope to see you again here. You might buy my next record or service… or you might catch me in your city. Who knows? We have the ability to change any and everything, do anything, between birth and death. In between all of that is LIFE.
xoxo
venus kii thomas
Venus Kii Thomas 
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