Pay close attention. Mull it over. Sit with it. Study it in detail. Take it in. Let it wash over you.

To my friends, everything. To my enemies, the law.

Wish for a parallel economy for people who don’t enjoy foisting misery upon others, but still, like, wanna buy pesticides from the convenience of their boudoir.

Bow down to your gods.

The commodification of a community spells the end of that community.

Because ghouls want to take away the things that civilize us and replace them with chaos, we must now prove our worth by competing over who can swallow the most misery.

Algorithms shove you in an ever-smaller corner. Curation opens doors you didn’t even know were there.

You know what else is mightier than the sword but less talked about? Microphones. Tubas. Crutches. Anchors. Telephones. Microscopes. Brooms. Toothbrushes. Keys. Letters. Pushpins. Lenses. Chopsticks. Burritos. Baguettes. Like, a bunch of stuff.

I’m a libra sun, virgo rising, scorpio moon, so good luck getting me to reveal the location of the diamond stash without cutting off at least a half dozen things off my body.

It’s brewing up to be a potent one, better beware.

My heroes are dead, my enemies are in power, and there’s a bustle in my hedgerow.

Don’t tell anyone, but I’m starting to catch on to the beauty of the season—are you also? Having said that, today it was so cold, my teeth got sensitive, as if I was continuously drinking a very cold beverage, but it was the wind, and even with my mouth closed, my pearly whites still got iced.

He’s everywhere I see.

I’d be thankful for someone to rid the world of the devious urge to double down on being awful instead of sitting with shame and learning from it.

Gorgeous. Here’s a persimmon tree I photographed in Japan using a long exposure and a flashlight to “paint”.

If you see a billionaire, stomp on them immediately, or if the thought of gunking up your shoe grosses you out, scrape them into a plastic bottle, shake it to disorient them, and then crush it in the nearest trash compactor. Do your part to save our sanity.

I don’t know why Apple chose to move these options right next to each other in the latest macOS, but it has the potential to leave a lot of us in tears.

Because people want to take away the things that civilize us and replace them with chaos, we must now prove our worth by competing over who can swallow the most misery.