Really insightful and hard-hitting analysis on my sisters copy of the secret history that she annotated when she was 13

illusions are real

Alex Colville - 'Pacific' 1967

say what you will about the reserve bank of india these are some cracking coins

one day little ursula gertneryn sees the wild hunt with her own eyes.

mohammed @save-mohamed-family has a new fundraiser for supporting his family to survive and rebuild their lives in gaza. he has previously been vetted (#192 on this list)

please support him and his family if you can. israel recently cut off aid to gaza and just announced that theyre cutting off electricity and power, an act of collective punishment against millions of people. mohammed has lost a lot of family members throughout this genocide and thankfully his wife and kids are ok, in part because of your donations.

swooning over these ivan da silva bruhns textiles 

I've been overthinking a lot about making art like visual art/drawing and like what it means to do it / be an "[online] artist", even though it's just a hobby and not serious at all. I feel very fake drawing no matter what the subject is because I always feel like I'm incapable of not doing it for some other, and because I tend to take more pleasure in the process of drawing itself than in thinking about concepts, because I feel like the things I draw don't really matter to me, and for some reason this was/is throwing me off a little. And i'm still very much pondering about all those things but it's funny to have all these internal discussions with myself while that falin drawing goes around here & on twitter (it's probably the most attention I've ever received on a drawing in all my life and the most I'll get in a while), and while people say so many kind things to me... On twitter someone said "i'm glad you made this" and it really touched me for some reason.

I think I went through something similar to that some months ago but wrt writing (it started to freak me out & embarrass me and i couldn't figure how to keep doing it) but i managed to go through it... (i wrote like 1 short story since then and I'm trying to work on two more things). But i think the difference is that it's much easier for me to be 'sincere' in writing because my thoughts are words and so they're easier to capture in a way that feelsmore "natural". But then why is "natural" good, or better in any way to "fakeness"/"creation"? In my writing i feel like this way of thinking leads to so much repetition, which is something I don't like about it and want to change. In what ways is "natural" better than "fake"? -- what leads me to think of those things like that? Is it artistic thought or some kind of weird inner moralism? Are those two things separated/disconnected from each other at all? I think I came to conclude that i'm just not a really creative person at all and I also just don't have a lot to say (at least not atm/not anymore [?]) Which doesn't need to be a terrible thing because i still enjoy the process (of putting words together, or throwing lines and colors into a digital program...). But still i feel like it limits me in some way, at least by making me keep thinking these kinds of thoughts (that asyou see dont seem to really lead to anywhere).

writing "characters" is individualist and writing "metaphor" is idealist we must write extensive prose about nothing in particular just outlining Concepts and progression. but also fuck poems.

if i have it my way all poems will be this under communism.

Well My Dad Read Me Ulysses As A Bed Time Story And Something Foul And Slick Idea Entered My Mind Scape

Party rock is¹ in the house tonight Everybody just have a good time (Yeah)²

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²LMFAO’s “Party Rock Anthem,” Sorry for Party Rocking, 2011