WHO
The Queen of this hive is a benevolent creature, but when injustice and fascism arise, her stinger comes out and she will defend the vulnerable against hate. Her intention is to encourage Biophilia, save pollinators and their habitats, illuminate extraordinary feminists, and discover ways to, and help others, accept the reality of mortality. She is a witch, poet, entertainer, visual artist, and above all she is part of the natural world.
She is defiantly against White Supremacy, Patriarchy, the billionaire class, is a devout socialist, and believes that technology is like every tool, potentially harmful if not used with mindfulness, restraint and care.
WHAT
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles.
From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she With silent lips.
“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
--Emma Lazarus
