Hanrastuff
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Nothing makes something everything
Nothing makes something everything
‘I’ll show you the life of the mind!’
September 28, 2025 at 4:47 AM
‘I’ll show you the life of the mind!’
I see an old TV overgrown with moss and vegetation . Maybe it’s broken and reflecting blue sky, or maybe it’s showing the ghostly flicker of a space shuttle launch; either way, the last of the humans has gone and nature has reclaimed the earth.
February 17, 2025 at 8:41 PM
I see an old TV overgrown with moss and vegetation . Maybe it’s broken and reflecting blue sky, or maybe it’s showing the ghostly flicker of a space shuttle launch; either way, the last of the humans has gone and nature has reclaimed the earth.
‘They are god-level brainrotted.’
As penetrating a description of our oligarch overlords as you can get. Snyder called this playbook out years ago, as did Sarah Kendzior
We’re praying for you, America, any way we can
As penetrating a description of our oligarch overlords as you can get. Snyder called this playbook out years ago, as did Sarah Kendzior
We’re praying for you, America, any way we can
February 4, 2025 at 8:36 AM
‘They are god-level brainrotted.’
As penetrating a description of our oligarch overlords as you can get. Snyder called this playbook out years ago, as did Sarah Kendzior
We’re praying for you, America, any way we can
As penetrating a description of our oligarch overlords as you can get. Snyder called this playbook out years ago, as did Sarah Kendzior
We’re praying for you, America, any way we can
Alternately, just drop it in the bath
February 4, 2025 at 1:37 AM
Alternately, just drop it in the bath
Wrap your mobile in a ziplock bag of rice and pretend you dropped it in the bath.
February 4, 2025 at 1:36 AM
Wrap your mobile in a ziplock bag of rice and pretend you dropped it in the bath.
The moment was an epiphany. I guess epiphanies are poetry manifest, and naturally take that written shape, without even trying 😊
January 30, 2025 at 10:20 PM
The moment was an epiphany. I guess epiphanies are poetry manifest, and naturally take that written shape, without even trying 😊
The first time I landed in Australia, jet lagged out of my mind, there was a small, lime-green praying mantis sitting on the bonnet of the car when we reached our destination. I felt it was a herald of a new world. I was transported.
January 30, 2025 at 9:17 PM
The first time I landed in Australia, jet lagged out of my mind, there was a small, lime-green praying mantis sitting on the bonnet of the car when we reached our destination. I felt it was a herald of a new world. I was transported.
