Meet QueenB.Divine who is passionate about Mental Health & Astrology, because of her roots which are Jamaican /Canadian, grandfather who was from India and she now lives on the island of Vancouver . Mental Health and astrology it is in her DNA , because of her own personal journey ancestry.Universe is speaking -Are you listening?
what QueenB.Divine change about modern-day society?…
Everything.
Okay, maybe not everything. still like indoor plumbing. But let’s be honest—something’s broken, and no one seems to have the guts to say it without adding 15 hashtags and checking their likes.
QueenB.Divine knows we are living in a world where we can’t sneeze without a comment, a judgment, or someone asking, “Do you even have a tissue license for that?”
The Cult of Being Liked (But Not Known)
What would QueenB.Divine change first?
Our damn need to be liked.
We are in a full-blown addiction to approval. People can’t even eat a salad without asking the internet, “Do you like it?”
Post a selfie.
Wait.
Scroll.
Refresh.
Cry a little.
Meanwhile, back in the day (yes, I said it), the only like we needed was from a crusty kid holding a half-eaten sandwich yelling, “I’ll be your best friend if you give me a bite.”
And guess what? That was enough.
Social Media: The New Crack Pipe
QueenB.Divine swears, if she could delete one thing from society, it’d be social media.
Not because QueenB.Divine a tech-hater.she love a good meme as much as the next person. But this “let QueenB.Divine announce my every thought and trauma in real-time” energy is wild.
QueenB.Divine grew up in an era where:
- No one told you they liked you—you just knew because they didn’t punch you.
- Bullying wasn’t a hashtag—it was a dodgeball to the face.
- Social media was called “going outside.”
- No one had FOMO—we just had bruises from climbing too many fences and drinking hose water like royalty.
The Over-Code-ification of Life
Why does QueenB.Divine need a passcode, face scan, AND a CAPTCHA puzzle to check the weather?
Are y’all serious?
You’re asking QueenB.Divine to:
- Click every pixel that has a traffic light
- Then prove shes not a robot
- Then retype the password she just forgot
- Then wait for a text to QueenB.Divine third device
- Just to log in and see that someone heart-reacted to her pancake photo?
It’s not giving joy. It’s giving parole check-in.
QueenB.Divine misses the days when “remember me” didn’t come with 14 security questions and a blood sample.
The Courage Gap
Can we also talk about the folks who are so brave online, but couldn’t confront a paper towel in real life?
People out here writing 600-word essays under your post but can’t look you in the eye in person.
Newsflash:
If you can only speak your truth with Wi-Fi, it’s not courage. It’s crap
The Aquarius Age Is Here… But Do You Feel Free?
We’re in the Age of Aquarius, y’all.
It’s supposed to be the age of truth, evolution, and human connection.
But we’re more disconnected than ever—while being hyper-connected to people we don’t even know.
Likes ≠ love.
Followers ≠ friends.
Wi-Fi ≠ real connection.
So What Would QueenDivine Do?
Simple.
Unplug. Reconnect. Reclaim.
I’d throw out the illusion and bring back the real:
- Talking to strangers without needing a profile bio
- Having opinions without needing to share them with 500 people instantly
- Letting people grow without filming every second of it
We don’t need more followers. We need more real friends, real air, real joy, real quiet.
The Good Old Days? Nah. The Better Days Are Ahead.
And no, QueenB.Divineis not stuck in the past. Don’t come for me with the “OK Boomer” energy.
QueenB.Divine knows the “good old days” weren’t always good—for everyone.
But we can make better days if we get off the endless scroll and remember who we are without the algorithm.
We’ve traded crabapple fights and childhood games for curated feeds and public breakdowns in the comments section.
Let’s get back to the good stuff:
- The sound of laughter that wasn’t staged.
- The power of silence without pressure to post.
- The deep joy of being known—not just noticed.
Final Thought
What would QueenBDivine change?
The pressure. The pretending. The passcodes.
We don’t need more filters—we need more freedom.
And honestly, we just need to go outside more. Breathe real air. Watch the clouds. Touch the ground. Laugh like no one’s recording.
Because in the end, self-care is logging out and showing up—for your real life.
And that’s divine.
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