Born of the Garden

Let our latest improvisational masterpiece fumblingly bring you back to that high-grossing, two-VHS classic. 

A Cldimprov warmup game. Required: on person speaks while one mimes. Not required, but typical: Will’s annoyance at my overspeaking

Cldimprov's "Ways to shitty up a scene"

Down to a science, kinda

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“Officer Slackmits hypes a homeless teen basketball star, contestants sweat out 72+ hours of sleeplessness on TV's best (and only) game show about staying awake, a provably Marseillaise visitor provides a lesson in French pronunciation”

Some artwork I’m making for a STEM magazine whose crew I’ve just joined.

How far do the margins go? We are the first few map-makers of our penal landscapes somewhat from prehistory, and I've become criminally-hearted I hear my lusts louder and wonder in what valleys I'll be jurried to burn, because I'll no longer mark seas I've never seen with monsters

Buying entry with the thousand jewels of lonely hours, puberties among a sewn 300 pages, all the death digested for the energies of the arts, mass of the point-particle universe a detail on the coin -- place of mint? Everything you are is the cost of communion Added to the singly-surnamed roster and effused like vanishment and banished from your self

She doesn’t make me feel any particular way, because there’s no connection. Whenever I have seen her, she’s too clean and composed (in speech, in appearance, etc) for me to see anything of myself in her and anything of her in myself. I don’t trust her enough to be moved by her. That she helps people is very admirable, but there are no emotions associated with that admission. 

I might say “I’m proud of you. I’m proud of you because themoment you seriously considered ending your life was the precise moment youfirst belonged to yourself completely. Why do you feel empty? Because youdecided to shine a light in a place you used to assume was where there werewhole cities of proofs of your beliefs, and you see nothing there. Good. You see that everything will disappear, you see that nothing matters andthat, objectively, everything you have done and will do is in vain. Just as it demotivates you now, it can motivate you later. You seethat you’re insignificant, and if you haven’t timidly turned the light away,there’s the consolatory sight of the absence of proof that anybody's significant, loud asthey may be, rich as they may be, famous as they may be, clever as they may be.Why is there pain? This is birth.All new light is harsh. You’re coming from the warm sac offilmy-eyed dependency on things that aren’t you. You were forced out in onepush, or you came out gradually, but either way, your flesh has never touchedthis stuff, like it’s been exposed from molting. Why do you feel stuck? Because you don’t knowanything else. You’ve only just gotten control of this thing, so of course youdon’t know what the fuck you’re doing. You don’t know what’s available to you,and you don’t even know how to find out. You’re at the bottom of your being. You’re here now, finally, and you cankill yourself, but you don’t really know what you’d be ending. You probably can’t see it, but this state that you’re in can be a blessing. You have an opportunity to live deliberately. You were born once without consenting to it, now you can choose to live. What do you want to do?”Or anyway, that’s what I would have benefited from hearing when at my lowest points. It would depend very much on the person and situation, of course.

Triggered by Patak’s glimpsed in the aisle ‘Cause there were those weekly curries for a few quid wafts of steam from under the lids in that winter and lime pickle pickle lime whichever  which I asked for that other time with you who smelled every  flower we passed poised like in endless introduction to scent or scentlessness Whatever color your hair was imagined to enjoy the moment as much as me And I needed you both so badly Fed me something better for all the color of the cumin and kept me alive to this point with the love you could give