Ariana GonBon
Bio
27yo bi Xicana. There's always more to write about, in more interesting ways than white men. Follow me @arte.con.ariana, all tips will go to @openyrpurse, both on Instagram.
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Creation Creates
We create because we are the universe continuing to create. The universe was created, and started to form itself into quarks, protons, neutrons, atoms, chemicals, gases, liquids, solids, asteroids, moons, planets, solar systems, galaxies, to continue to build itself into life that could reflect in on itself (as far as we know), and continue to create because that is just what the universe does. We create because there is nothing more or less to do. We do not live to only survive, but to continue our “work” as part of the universe.
By Ariana GonBon3 years ago in Motivation
Lessons from a Gambling Family
My mom grew up going to Las Vegas with her sisters and parents. Once the family grew, my cousins and I grew up going to Vegas. We also grew up gambling on Loteria (Mexican bingo), playing scratchers, and knowing that superstitions are personal for what works for you.
By Ariana GonBon3 years ago in Families
- First Place in Guilty Pleasure Binge Challenge
A Gem, a Witch, and an 8 Foot Tall LesbianFirst Place in Guilty Pleasure Binge Challenge
To qualify myself as an adult: I am a 24-year old woman with a full-time job. The thing that might make you doubt my adulthood: I love kids shows - particularly LGBTQ+/queer ones. I have binge-watched a few kids shows, but there are a handful that are inseparable. It’s a trifecta - if you’re in one fandom, you find yourself in them all! They are: Steven Universe, about a teen boy who is part alien Gem and part human, trying to protect the Earth with his family; The Owl House, about an outcast teen girl who is training to be a witch; She-Ra and the Princesses of Power, about a young woman trying to lead a revolution with her friends. I have watched all three within the past year, two out of three encouraged by my partner - credit where credit is due. I don’t feel guilty having a good time watching them, it just feels a little strange to admit it for my age. But I watch them because of what I realized about myself at half my age.
By Ariana GonBon3 years ago in Geeks
Three Kinds of Pink
I’m obsessed with flowers. One of the tattoos that I’ve wanted for the longest time will be a Weeping Yoshino Cherry tree leaf (Prunus x yedoensis pendula), a yellow Angel’s Trumpet (Brugmansia versicolor), and a saguaro cactus flower (Carnegiea gigantea) tied with a string, surrounded by the aura of La Virgen de Guadalupe. One day, it will be found on my upper left arm. Flowers tinge my hometowns - beauty is a good compensation for and summary of feeling the best and worst emotions in a place.
By Ariana GonBon3 years ago in Wander
A Subtle Itch
“You should be ashamed of yourself!” he yelled at her, thinking he had gotten her off the gambling horse, until he found her stash of scratchers under the utensil holder in the drawer. It was one of the few times he helped to put away dishes, and he noticed that the drawer was a little hard to open, since the container was touching the top. It wasn’t supposed to touch the top…
By Ariana GonBon3 years ago in Humans
- Top Story - January 2021
Death to DenimTop Story - January 2021
My grandmother grew up in a small town in Sonora, Mexico, living with 10 siblings. She was the eldest daughter, so she was in charge of ironing her brothers’ jeans. (Exhibit 478 to answer the call: Unionize Eldest Daughters. I’m getting it tattooed under my left buttcheek. If all you who know the eldest-daughter-experience want to get a matching one, truly, let me know.) The iron was made of iron, heated over coals, to flatten the rough, coarse material of small-town Mexican denim. She hated ironing all those tough jeans. As soon as her own Mexican-American daughters were old enough to iron, and the iron itself was modern enough to not be made of iron, she taught them and left them to iron their father’s clothes.
By Ariana GonBon3 years ago in Styled
Plummeting into Carnations
We’re not obsessed with flying. We’re obsessed with falling. Flying tells you that you’re safe. Falling tells you that you should value your life more. Flying shows you the light of sky and life, or look down and see the lights of towns with one traffic light, or cities with 10 skyscrapers. Falling plummets you to see how much cities actually scrape the sky, and you find out that it’s not actually that much.
By Ariana GonBon3 years ago in Humans