No no no. You read that all wrong. But like if I get on a Boeing plane or something.

You know lol

So many possibilities to get wrongfully dead at the hands of corporations these days in the land of the fre—-

Excuse me, someone’s knoc———-(this is a dial tone)———————

The unthinkable is probs me being at Disney to wrongfully “expire” in the first place.

Fuck, what can I say? The kiddos started fucking with gravity falls. Can’t stifle that energy.

Good to know there’s options tho, like if for some reason I was in a plane set to crash into Epcot—

About to start doing the same thing. Seems that is the only way to make my brain and ambition work together for once rather than insisting on another depression hole.

- is finally beginning to be understood by Valerie down the way.

Maybe there’s a little hope after all.

Maybe. But I doubt it.

seeds of its own undoing at the behest of the Israeli lobby, because we screamed “hey, this thing yr doing bears all the hallmarks of genocide.”

It’s heartening to see the shit I have been trying to make people understand via my hands and soul and sound -

- 30 seconds a year from now because these motherfuckers decided AI was worth more than any of our lives, our imaginations, our torrent of life experience we distill down to words and sound and pictures.

On the upside, it’s heartening to see that our government is sowing the -

- so stop litigating security clearance court cases for this failed ass dumpster fire of a government, get off fucking msnbc, cnn, and fucking FOX NEWS and find yr gun, or pretty soon, you will most assuredly wish you did.

- to engrave the bullets to load into the gun that will actually change shit. Everyone’s gun is different, some load there’s with rhetoric, some with sound, others with styrofoam and gasoline, others still with the diagrams of water treatment facilities, all viable options, certainly, -

- jokes and just laugh to the high heavens about how much the orange man’s wife hates him. Yes fuck trump and motherfuck Hegseth, but this isn’t how you fix things, this is how you keep things exactly the way they are. Every moment you spend typing “I dissent” posts are far better spent learning -

- the dream like and surreal moments you captured on film, as well as one of the best soundtracks of my youth.

- that plateau just yet, I am certainly on the cusp. I am damn sure of that. A week after that night, my grandmother died, I lost my virginity at her funeral. What a weird time. But that is a story for another day. RIP Mr. Lynch, you were a real one, thanks for existing, thanks for -

- and the possibility of myself, one day making something that would reach the heights they did in the forming and misfiring neurons of my adolescent brain. I will forever be grateful to those two men, and the actors and actresses who brought them to life. And while I haven’t yet reached -