Fresh out the claws, some disjointedness between earlier and now; always a typographical error to suture closed; wordplay all day — now taken seriously, my being and becoming a man, at my edge, proudly flawed yet still communicating, on the grid, on the record (on-chain may be a step below…

went overboard on this one my reply: otherwise every day you wake up and have to pray at and polish the institution which cannot and won’t love you back except by fakery during business hours, and has no imagination beyond its own being the star and preserved ~ going…

justifying my existence in fatherly, capitalist terms, happy Friday, calendars and clocks remind us of debt, death, emergency and emergence—possibility, with leadership, if things fall apart success imminent now, boring, lost everything to get here, gave up everything, now have nothing but soul, heart, vision, refusal, woohoo, nobody f*cking cares…

way too many founders, men with cameras and computers, typing, paying attention, talking; too many of us, painful multiplicity (that’s a good line, could it go somewhere? I of course believe in just ripping, start talking and let yourself get lost, go out for a walk with your voice, the…

I’m not much for discarded pages or perfection; no drama over trying to get it right; it ends the drama of this not being the place; you/one had refused it for so long, but you are already there, already in the place you want to be; but there are two…

wait until they hear about atemporality for the creative artist i let ’em have it, for the culture: and what i enjoy about typos in my own work is, it raises the question, why is an error an emergency? Who are we performing for? The people we didn’t think…

all day i could paint, add thoughts to documents in progress no deadline no judge tired of what the young still aspire to so now aging and naming and laughing is all that’s left middle age waits for the devil and angel to settle my case moving to Groton, NY…

note to self—copy/paste from Notes into Stickies then Paste that Here and the spacing stays true ~ maybe: take the fun risk of letting a reader tell me she’s mentioned, or it’s too close to home & shouldn’t be public; risk punishment, risk crossing a sacred boundary, to make this…

the upheaval lately has been enlivening, emboldening, unsettling, queasy, revolutionary, bright, flaming, honest, exhausted, passionate, adult, queer, conflicted, empowering, grounding / because my faith in people and the platform and computing and the eager urge and intense hunger to get out of self and into some form of communion and…