Oct 8, 2019
reminder for future me : get guinea pigs
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reminder for future me : get guinea pigs
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double feature of two various nightmares last night:
first dream: something something vaguely family related (genuine haunting); went to exit a hotel via the stairwell - soon as i stepped in, the world/my senses snapped to black and white with stark shocks of whiteout flashing. dread waves / unspecified horror. no exit, except back to waking world. static-ripple blown fuse body sensation when awake, pinned to the bed for longer than comfortable before the urge to shake it off like a baby deer comes through.
second dream: some kind of judicial issue set to the backdrop of los angeles; testifying against some complicated wrong in a semi-formal civil setting - went next door during break, noticed i was being watched by person of ill intent who was crime/family related to person i had called out for corruption. got followed. brief car escape montage. ended up on a bike, split off trying to alert a contact of situation. became progressively more unable to get in contact; nokia not working, streets becoming confused, and awareness of being shadowed growing; came to the conclusion i had been spiked - or was losing my mind. regardless of the progressive uptick of horror, very interesting narratively - and the meta layer of awareness - and most of all the larger-than-life depiction of some grey day in hollywood/yucca corridor/studio district. funny how a place leaves an impression years after not living there --- and how untranscribable the nightmareishness of the dream is now, even tho the feeling was atrocious.
future reminder: if you ever see me misspell a lot of words (ex” hleloooo”), that means i'm drunk.
Got an idea for an au where the sides are disabled/differently abled. Basically, their disability is actually their strength. Like Patton’s a blind seer/Oracle but his blindness is what gave him The (divine?) Sight. Virgil is mute except for his banshee wail which is incredibly powerful. And so on.
I probably shouldn’t go into detail now (because it’s almost 3am) but I’ll expand on this on the morning (for all the Sides/Remy/Picani based on the notes I left on my whiteboard) if I don’t think this is a bad story when I wake up.
someday reminder for an asshole
im telling you now, if he ever makes you feel like maybe you don't deserve as much, walk the fuck out. you are so much more. everything is important. your tummy pudge to the green flecks only in your right eye. you are everything pure that you have held on to. and when some arrogant prick comes up to you and calls you "beautiful" and "baby," you make sure he knows what he's saying and who he's saying it to. because you have to be your number one and you have to do everything you can to make sure you fucking keep that stance with yourself.
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Maybe if one day I have kids, I’ll make a system like the swear jar, except this time if we raise our voice we’ll owe money to the jar.
I don’t want to teach my kids to yell & scream to get what they want. As a matter of fact, my future spouse & I will also owe the jar money if we raise our voices. I want all of us to talk properly instead of yelling. Or even if we had to shout, it should be for the right reasons.
nah even after that I can’t stop posting my art, regardless of form.
I gotta build a name for myself.
One day, with just one glance, you’ll know it’s mine.