mercurial glitch
i hate that title, but oh well.
this is totally going to be another uninspired, contrived waste of world wide web space... but i don't know what else to do.
i'm feeling cathartic. is that a word? like, a catharsis. the greeks would spell it kathartic/katharsis. ancient k. and with greeks, i must also go back to the notion of eros. this is what i would call an erotic katharsis. or a kathartic eros? yearning for change... pining for it...
does this have something to do with mercury? am i a maniac?
discursive normality... that's overrated anyway. and so is xanax (or: 'tafil' as they say in mexico)
If you ask for Tafil in mexico, they will look at you like you're insane. because you most likely are. and i don't think there is even a word for "anxiety" in the spanish language.
it's so stuffy right now. i feel so weird with this giant silver machine on my lap... typing little words into a lit up box... i have no clue how the fuck this shit works. that's weird. and terrifying. and my O and E keys are gone. i don't know, they just popped off at some point.
i've spent a lot of time daydreaming lately. no Os or Es needed. sometimes i marvel at how amazing it is that we don't just fall off the earth... gravity is wild.
so are ants... and bees... and little black crawlers that i used to call "friend bugs" when i was a child.
and... yeah. what more could i possibly say?
this is totally going to be another uninspired, contrived waste of world wide web space... but i don't know what else to do.
i'm feeling cathartic. is that a word? like, a catharsis. the greeks would spell it kathartic/katharsis. ancient k. and with greeks, i must also go back to the notion of eros. this is what i would call an erotic katharsis. or a kathartic eros? yearning for change... pining for it...
does this have something to do with mercury? am i a maniac?
discursive normality... that's overrated anyway. and so is xanax (or: 'tafil' as they say in mexico)
If you ask for Tafil in mexico, they will look at you like you're insane. because you most likely are. and i don't think there is even a word for "anxiety" in the spanish language.
it's so stuffy right now. i feel so weird with this giant silver machine on my lap... typing little words into a lit up box... i have no clue how the fuck this shit works. that's weird. and terrifying. and my O and E keys are gone. i don't know, they just popped off at some point.
i've spent a lot of time daydreaming lately. no Os or Es needed. sometimes i marvel at how amazing it is that we don't just fall off the earth... gravity is wild.
so are ants... and bees... and little black crawlers that i used to call "friend bugs" when i was a child.
and... yeah. what more could i possibly say?