If my internal organs don’t feel like they’re revolting on me at least once per day am I really even awake ?

The potential of art is the potential of humanity

Whatever existential crack they put in “the great gig in the sky” is truly haunting. I hear it & I see eyes of the war torn, the procession of time & endless cyclic trauma, countless histories of sacrifice & loss, the emergence of life itself, the collapse of galaxies

So just in case you’re unaware Rilakkuma and korilakkuma are canonically they/thems. Another victory for the woke agenda, I’m afraid!

anarchist disaster relief in Brazil needs our help.

'All funds raised will go towards local mutual aid efforts, to support affected Indigenous and quilombo communities, and to repair anarchist spaces impacted by the floods.'

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Log off, Robert.

I’m just taking L’s left and right this past week :/

It was always the weight of other people’s stares that pulled us apart, wasn’t it?— I don’t blame you but I wish holding my hand meant more than avoiding a stranger’s stare.

What are the cops carrying?

A Guide to Cop-Riot Weapons

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Ugly crying

Update: doctors have diagnosed Sonja with a rare kind of cancer: B cell lymphoma, splenic marginal zone type. Luckily (Anarch)itect has begun chemotherapy and has been discharged from the hospital. However, now comes a long battle.

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Read my column!

The artist in me that feels like a self destructive masochist who romances the agony and pain and sacrifice for creation at nearly any cost to myself vs the artist in me that wants my artistic practice to move with healing and gentle purpose