jazz bard

I just had a tremendous meditative experience tailgating my dad home on a 2 hour highway drive I simply had to keep close enough behind him so others couldn’t get between us & follow his turn signals Zero thought to directions, I was everywhere & nowhere

This horse has a higher-impact job than most people do

You are up at night worrying about WWIII I am recognizing 37 years since the start of WWIII We are not the same

An early step on the path to eternal youth is to recognize that what fates is getting at here is a full contact sport And that anyone who tells you this has much of anything to do with the brain is leading you down the wrong path

Oh we Vashmaxxing now?

Forcing party office hours when?

I don't want an e girl, I want an egg irl.

Won’t you think of the children?

Grok in the streets: Grok in the sheets:

If they had a Haruko Haruhara version of this when I was 15 you can bet your ass I’d be forging my mom’s signature to give whoever consent to see if they could use my N.O. to bring forth the Pirate King Atomsk

A fun thing abt meeting moots w your parents in tow is when they say “I never would’ve guessed you’re meeting for the first time” So you describe hanging in gcs & they ask “what do you talk about there” Then you describe the real friend shit that goes on & they start to get it

My kind of museum thesis statement 👁️

In the fog by the shore it’s so quiet, all sound slowed down and softened, it invites me to do the same

When he tells you Patrice O’Neal was simply fulfilling a prophecy with his insights, welcome to the CREEPfates program