I trust not to thy phantom bliss,
The phantom that the speaker explicitly states she doesn’t trust is imagination. This ghost that haunts the speaker pushes her to the edges of society where she would feel the effects of loneliness that connect can only be soothed by hope that is birthed from death, as Steven Vine states in his essay about how the ghostly bliss “betrays the self’s desire” and is “born from the death that it is supposed to overcome” (107).
Thy world, where guile, and hate, and doubt, And cold suspicion never rise; Where thou, and I, and Liberty, Have undisputed sovereignty.
Our speaker is "othered" in these lines. She indicates how she is treated unfairly, but imagination allows her to live her life in peace. We can see how Brontë is reflected in this, a she is often referred to as "reclusive" and "solitary," contributing to the idea that she is more than likely part of the queer community. As Claire O'Callaghan states in her essay about Brontë, "Emily's reserve- ... does not correspond with typical gender norms and implies subversion."
"Queer people built the Fediverse," she said, adding that four of the five authors of the ActivityPub standard identify as queer. As a result, protections against undesired interaction are built into ActivityPub and the various front ends. Systems for blocking entire instances with a culture of trolling can save users the exhausting process of blocking one troll at a time. If a post includes a “summary” field, Mastodon uses that summary as a content warning.
the response is always, "What is the LGBT community going to do about this?" But the LGBT community doesn't run the schools where queer kids are being bullied, raped, and abused. The LGBT community can't shut down those "houses of worship" where LGBT kids are abused spiritually and their straight peers are given license to abuse them physically. The LGBT community doesn't parent the vast majority of LGBT kids. So the question shouldn't be, "What is the LGBT community going to do about this?", but rather, "What is the straight community going to do about this?"
Boy George turned 55 this year, an age so many men of my generation—friends who taught me to feel proud when I proclaimed "I'm gay"—never lived to see. The world needs smart, mouthy, middle-aged queers.
The thing is, I don’t really present as myself. I mean that in a way that goes beyond my clothing. Presentation is the way I talk, the way I walk, the way I act, the things I admit to liking, the people I surround myself with, the way I won’t hold hands with a guy in public. I present as a negotiation between myself and the space around me, a compromise between vibrancy and violence. It’s a compromise queer people around the world make every day. Flamboyancy means drawing attention to yourself. Being openly queer draws attention to yourself. Attention means they see you, and when they see you, they can hurt you.