there are two kinds of people in this world and neither of them exist

honk if creative power is stronger than its possessor

the song “all you need is love” minus you & love

[from a passing gurney] the world is everything that is the case

[from a passing gurney] and lo

you're in her DMs, I'm the letters D and M, developed slowly over time, distillations of hieroglyph, devoid of purpose until combined w other meaningless squiggles

mike’s hard childhood mike’s hard drinking mike’s hard dwi record mike’s hard time mike’s hard-ass sponsor mike’s hard amends mike’s hard marriage mike’s hard taxes mike’s hard work in therapy mike’s hard time turning his will over mike’s hard won spiritual awakening

"the best thing about religion is the music" we sang, as dawn broke, in a language we invented by mashing our mouths together

moods: want a cig but already smoking absolutely & totally fine why do you ask let me explain let's start a band wedding ring slapped on the counter death is great always & everywhere let's put on music [music already playing] am I too old to be a cutter crying & eating

you: [pre-birth] will it hurt? angel: you can't imagine you: will the worst part be the goodbyes angel: plus the foreknowledge you: will the ways we ignore it make it worse angel: exponentially you: pass

[attention shoppers voice] pain alone makes pleasure possible

data finite love finds "pain hurts" man insists "take ether" dentists yell "make out w self" nature tries research rocks dad local 10 white knuckles show details common shock says

[doesn’t even blink] two princes by the spin doctors

football but you’re allowed to light the ball on fire

[to your baby] you’ve changed

an avant guard art piece that involves having children, teaching them compassion, civic mindedness, & selflessly serving those who are less fortunate

*economist holding a bong hit in voice* love is supply & pain is demand

mc what is this feeling am I dying or just overly nostalgic dj I love everything so much I'm in constant pain

[at the club] throw your hands in the air & wave them like you do care, deeply, about literally everything, & to such a degree that it's easier to give up, yet you forge on, confident you're in the right, growing bolder w each wave, like tall flowers in the wind

poorest rich guy: hey richest poor guy: sup

humans: wander in circles evolution: [roles eyes]

truth with out sorrow [tosses the ball to your toddler] is grace

[murmured] rome conquered itself

endless buffet of candied thumbs wolf howl coming out of a baby monitor commemorative teeth one clown eating another other uses for beard nets waking up to a tree in your room toothpaste tube full of raw liver waking up next to yourself coffin that’s also a bong

chat bot named cathy mandatory national gift exchange the opposite of a lighter in hell hailstone kisses organic air at the oxygen market piñata full of words tire tracks on the ceiling shipwrecked cheerleader hailing a plane task rabbit for new year resolutions

them: happy new year you: no

death: *kills everything* you: [eyes rolling] classic death

what do we want amore when do we want it when the moon hits our eyes

a way to beat your own face out like a bathmat

an extended association, but I'm reminded of a favorite Zen story: bsky.app/profile/bodh...

[to god] you’re muted

police artist rendering of god

light: let me be

sorry I was all “the god of the universe is yet more terrible than men reckoned” at your holiday party

the shining but just the snow

[curse] may your airpods fall into the snow

life hack: imagine a perfect religion & have faith in it

Jesus Christ Superstore

yeah sex is cool but have you ever taken migratory advantage of a landbridge revealed by an ice age

ice cubes made of frozen tears

you: be true to yourself krill: stfu

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[summarizing ted talk] in the end, our hair grows us

sorry I accused your baby of prioritizing relativism over critical thinking & inadvertently slipping into nihilism

sorry I shot the crossbow you gave me for christmas

honk if you put your pants on like everyone else, w an insatiable ache that has been devouring your family for generations

a universe in which fir trees gather around a slowly dying human wrapped in colorful lights

ding a ling [muffled screams] hear them ring [sound of grinding machinery] soon it will be [black smoke rising from a factory] Christmas Day

you: if I adhere to this worldview everything will be fine everything but you: lol

stepping up to the plate w a broad sword