you were brave. you were strong.

sometimes im like “tone down the Self to fit in” and other times, the voice of God comes to me in a dream and says “I didn’t make you crazy for no reason”

[suddenly very embarrassed about walking on my knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting] [realizing i know nothing about the soft animal of my body] um . does anyone know how to live a life not spent on their knees. asking for a friend.

"In times of radical transition—as people lose confidence in how to be together, uncertain about how to read each other and incompetent even to their own desire, wanting everything hard to be “post-” already, with few skills for bearing transition— their default modes of managing the inconvenience of other people, including themselves, suddenly intensify in awkwardness and generate frictions at all kinds of scales." —Lauren Berlant, On the Inconvenience of Other People

bro is in love with the idea

We should hang out soon before one of us evolves or disappears