from another shore

"let me put this object some place obvious and inconvenient so im forced to deal with it" (grows around it like a tree root around a rock)

#baby i can ignore elephants in the room in ways you cannot imagine.

crazy how i find myself thinking i've got a handle on it all finally and then i see the ways that other people tangle their lives together so easily and live so easily together with their friends and i feel like that girl at the top of the stairs painting by norman rockwell

i just can't convey the frustration and sorrow that it's been to grow up at first without the internet and then watching it bloom into this useful, fun, connecting force you sometimes spent time on, only for it to degrade into this constant oppressive waste of time and energy where people are constantly pumping out algorithmically designed content for max algorithmic appeal and even the most simple search generates either no results or an infinite abyss of ai generated slop none of which is usable or correct. we briefly had a library of alexandria and then fed it into a paper shredder so advertisers could sell a random mash of pulp back to us at a premium.

If your life is horrible and you need a new source of meaning and direction.... Do NOT find religion. Learn to identify plants.

TELEVISION. Show me BEAUTIFUL WOMEN being VIOLENT