I am not here at all.

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alternative take: dude just sounds young and possibly autistic as fuck. grand gestures, embracing routine. I used do that when being alone with someone felt as comfortable as being alone with myself. it was a stupid kind of compliment in a way. might have to teach him.

What makes you think he just wants your body? As far as I can tell you're pretty fucking interesting human who has layers outside just the 🧅. What kind of poetry does he write you?

I think men want to be loved ourselves for something more then just our immediate utility. It's not that foreign a concept—some us just internalize it differently. You are not your body. We're are not just our jobs, etc. Maybe you just need to let all the strange out and see what survives. 😂

Desire without witness is just consumption. Wanting without knowing isn't the same as knowing your interior life. Sometimes it's hard for men to separate the two. Not impossible, but also not always learned. You both deserve to be known. Maybe he will surprise you and love all the natous.

YouTube video by kordtyb D'Angelo - Devil's Pie

good afternoon, fam...

d'angelo
DEVIL'S PIE

youtu.be/8fNtipp5RLs?...

I hope you get through this. We haven't interacted a lot, but I appreciate your presence on this app. Been feeling similarly, but if you ever need an additional ear, I will find a way to make time—for whatever that is worth. 💜

Thank you!

I need 3 more custom orders then I can get glasses!!!

I may be guilty of this. Deploying whimsy today. There may even be frolicking.

We are not safe, because they are not safe.

Sometimes we drown ourselves in the loss of things we were never meant to hold. At least no longer than needed. There are gains to be had even in tragedy.

Times are hard. Help your mutuals if you can. Even reskeets help. We're all we've got sometimes.

A new subscriber yesterday means something exquisitely fiendish for the skyline today...or perhaps tomorrow...

(that's your cue to wait with bated breath)

💋🖤

Go. Go. GOOOO. 😘

The absurdity of some of the content on Tubi inspires me. How do some of these things even get made? These people are my role models. Convinced some of them can't read, though.

The thing about survival is that we’ve been conditioned to treat it like a cleaning service. We’re told that if we just scrub hard enough at the jagged edges of our own history, we’ll eventually reach a version of ourselves that’s smooth, contained and most importantly—safe to be around.

Life is a rollercoaster. You can't get off until it's done with you. I've decided to enjoy the ride while it lasts. There may be screaming and vomiting.

Black History is history. Civilization is built on the firm bedrock of Black bodies and accomplishments.

It's anthropologically sad to think that the local weed man is a dying profession. He was a micro-institution.

Minimal black-and-white image of a short typed poem centered beneath a black star on off-white paper. The text reads: “The body is sometimes hungry for truth that the mouth cannot give except through touch. The skin of a tongue reads what prayer mistranslates—relaying hunger in an art the heart can only answer with presence and pulse.”

Touch is the oldest language. Every word after is translation.

#poetry #embodiment #poetrysky #languageoftouch #minimalism

When white leftists talk about "brown bodies" as a rhetorical device while literally wearing the exploitation of those bodies, they're treating human suffering as aesthetic. It's discourse, not solidarity. It's something to have takes about, not something that requires them to give anything up.

Yellow square graphic with centered text reading “Everything flows, nothing stands still.” -Heraclitus. The quote is written in soft orange serif font on a warm yellow background.

#philosophy #heraclitus #stoicism #impermanence #change #flow

I've decided to deploy more whimsy today.

White liberals and leftists read books about oppression written by people who lived it, then use that reading to feel superior to each other while their entire material existence is subsidized by the oppression they just read about.

I don't think most liberals or leftists know what the vast majority of black people actually think politically. They do however know what they want us to think.

There is a specific kind of alchemy that happens when you stop trying to be "fixed" and start trying to be precise. Precision is the tool you use to navigate the depth when the surface has become a lie. It’s the refusal to let a tragedy be a dead end.

Handwritten note on crumpled lined paper that reads: “You are the weight of dreams held tight by the tension of hope & belief colliding.”

Morning affirmation.

#writing #affirmation #notebook
#morningpages

Odd, but real phenomenon. Some of you fuckers are kind of cool. 👇🏿👇🏿👇🏿

Is the future truly faster than discourse—or are some people just late to the conversation?

I regularly see people wondering how it's possible that there are so many musicians and writers and film makers and artists from a tiny nation like Iceland.

And the answer is really simple: State funding for art education and artists. I literally get a salary from the government to write books.