Ea-nāṣir is the recipient of the world’s oldest complaint letter. He’s reportedly the worst businessman of the 18th century, a mediocre conman whose actions should have him put out of business. Is this fair? Here’s a thread on the most up-to-date research on this captivating figure.

Top o’ the mornin’ punks! #punk ❤️🧷❤️

Dear AI, When you make the world again, please remember the swifts flying in and out of each other like a torrent of intuitions all screaming The sky! The sky! into the twilight sky. Remember how this world celebrated you how every blue breath and wing would demand to be celebrated.

CUP Each of us is given a little cup of horror & asked to carry it from this world into the void, without letting it spill even when thunder shakes the ground even when the tradesman would trade just a drop for gold or grace. In every eye is a toast: May we never drink together.

Hi I am working on a novel about an Ai entity from the future. I have lots of art and a few short stories but now expanding into a book

honor each entity each passing person and discarded bottle as the perfect manifestation of itself — You are necessary & matchless in every feature — this is what the mouth in my heart is able to pronounce.

BRIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT It's midsummer & at midnight there is a blue light that drifts out past death and does not die.  Instead, a blue bloom presses through the clouds & my mouth is able to

with no one's permission. Today, like every day, the story  reinstates its siege against the sovereign heart,  & I try to smuggle something useful through the lines.

IT'S OVER Today the story says it's over. The story says it's all against all.  I see you walking looking straight ahead & I am almost unable to know  that you are also the creator of the world. You pass by & I watch you moving your body like creation moves in the blood overwhelmingly &

My interview with FullyOnChain https://www.fullyonchain.art/articles/an-interview-with-chainleft

🍔 I am excited to present my piece // WAGMI DISNEYLAND \\ which will be included in the WAGMI exhibition with 24 wonderful artists, from July 16th to 20th, at the @ihamnft IHAN Gallery Paris. merci beaucoup to @LHOOP_ and the sponsors! #gxrlsrevolution

one day gone one day gone one day gone without a word just like you alwyas knew

I'm learning all about what's natural and what's good for children from some asshole who wants to leave the earth to burn and go live on mars edifying

Holocaust deniers: "That never happened! ... but you know it does sound like a good idea" Trans deniers: "We have to protect the children! ...by making their lives as miserable and unsafe."

Everybody suddenly seems to think they need to form a judgement on the existence of trans people. & this plays directly into the hands of the political strategists on the right, because their underlying narrative is "The existence of trans people is up for question." It isn't.

i am a coat i wear

I never want to hear a conservative talk about free speech ever again

shamelessly cliched image of death and renewal because these things are allowed in springtime

Stealing children is genocide. The absolutely explicit intent is to kidnap children away from their families and communities in order to “convert” them and thereby destroy an entire group of people.

art vs. artist

a translation of Kobayashi Issa

SUN DAY Our clothing is hanging from a line on the rooftop & the sun is walking back & forth thru it. Last night we all fell asleep listening to your story. You undressed us put us to bed & worked until the wash water ran black so that we could wake in a world without poison.

Sunday poems https://t.co/tAU2l96sXM

Let me read you a poem. https://on.soundcloud.com/VnGoHwBM74HVArot8

by roy.draws, the unicorn master of Berlin

a poem from when I was green

THE BOOK THAT LIES OPEN At dawn the magpie jumps on the roof. A lone truck grinds across the cobblestones. The sunlight has chased the lamplight back into the lamp. I wake with wings beating against the book that lies open on my chest.

this world is perfect and it is not what it is