my mom, she vacuumed everyday. Danchi- I don’t even think she had one…
Tuesday’s gone with the wind 4:44 started All these devised interfaces for me to write what I know for the immutable time capsule, the diaries of not a mad woman despite the claims by others who shall remain faceless at this point in time as this is just a platform trial and entryway error momentum:Continue reading “by 4:50 haven’t made as much progress”
…if this were true, you just have to go with it, I imagine myself surfing again on a perfect morning in the perfect temperature water amongst friends, no tiger sharks in the making or anything wrong with a perfect day, coz you get those once in a while even if Henry Miller turns out toContinue reading “There’s no way to know…”
yet it is not surprising that few people know this Icarus ascending nobody cares this time it’s hot in the desert she is sick of wasting time granted, the mistress must wait each day for him to come home from work AH, Prometheus I could love you better than Athena Prometheus moulder of mankind fromContinue reading “Prometheus has a mistress”
I don’t know why I am still here but I figure it must be important.
For this, I will always bleed.
like a patient etherized upon the table — is a phrase I never forget.
And how are you supposed to do that? I wonder. “pay attention to your emotional reactions without necessarily acting on your feeling” Went to bed depressed, woke up lost in sea of anger, resentment and complete existential angst. And one of us will die first. These confessionals yield nothing substantial, and yet, sometimes, justContinue reading “Dispatches from nowhere: how are you supposed to do that?”
I would like to do a side-by-side speed test of different outfits on my new reality studio game show where name that tune meets obstacle course meets shark tank round 2 meets a little bit of the voice meets a little bit of nerve-wracking who wants to almost be a millionaire but then fuck itContinue reading “CORSETS, BOWTIES & BONNETS”