Doesn’t exist as was above anymore. After debate, thankfully won by Fuck It (more often than not by lots Fuck It loses in many aspects of my life, many of those many loses valuable loss leaders in real life), I peeled off the yellow and blue masking tape though I thought this a good chapter one, much promise
Now that above the new above doesn’t exist does the pdf of what once existed count as an object now that no one can (not that anyone would) hold it, spin it, get fountain pen ink on the tips of fingers when you hold the edges to spin and flip over, and though you might see (but never hold, spin, get ink on your fingers) what I will glue to the back of the object that remains, *that* object will have no paste relationship to the above that no longer exists though it’s glued to what it was, yes or no, answer me, me
As for what remains on excellent cold press watercolor paper whose superior pigment absorption via rendered slaughtered horses’ hooves Fuck It if I fuck it up Fuck It if call it quits Fuck It does this poem exist, fuck yes
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These look like New Frontier tribal Dave Brubeck shields! For mock tribal warfare which cheers the combatants up! Face paint would have to match
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two of my professors in grad school [perkins, d. v. & levine, m.] wrote a book on community psychology in which chapter 3 was titled ‘life is a soap opera’ – this weekend i found yet another example of how true that is in an open letter written by late postdoom activist and ‘compost theologian’ michael dowd – in it he explains to pastors – who might be considering whether he would a suitable speaker at their congregation – why he was disfellowshipped – and rightfully so – by the united church of christ – and how he turned his life around since then
similarly, this work of art went in one direction and now, upon reflection, has gone in a different direction
who knows if it’s good or bad? but life is – among other things – a series of choices – and it is in letting go of a smaller sense of self that we become able to feel our connection with a wider swath of what is
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