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Who Is heatherrrrr?

Hello, Im Heather,

I was born in the colony of the United States of Amerikkka, in a place the Choctaw people called Bulbancha ~ New Orleans. Daughter of immigrants, colonizers, and possibly the colonized.

I’ve witnessed all the corruption and pain furthered by the USA and I’m a vocal advocate for humanitarian causes, both home and abroad. My heart and soul goes out to those suffering under the corruption and destruction brought on by the apathy and denial of the voices from all over the world begging us to see the light.

I cry, scream, and sing in protest.

A painted Page of Cups tarot card — a long-haired figure in a deep red coat before a gold moon, a blue fish rising from the golden cup beside her and red tulips in her hand.
Heather laughing wide-open at night, her glasses catching the light.
Heather in a keffiyeh hood at night, a Palestine scarf stretched wide between both hands.
Heather on a night street holding a Palestinian flag, a green traffic light behind her.
Heather shouting into the camera in headphones and a Nola Low Life shirt, a billboard behind her.
Heather behind a literature table under a hand-painted banner reading END COLLABORATION WITH ISRAEL.
Heather sitting on the grass in front of a graffiti wall reading ALL EYES ON GAZA.
A printed card reading A WOMAN'S PLACE IS IN THE REVOLUTION, with two carnations beside the words.
Two marchers watching in profile at a night march, one in a keffiyeh hood, a Palestinian flag beside them.