i remember writing a paper on âthe semiotics of shitpostingâ in college back in 2014/15 and it was mostly about deep fried spongebob memes. I definitely had something profound to say but all those thoughts have been forgotten
why would i live in the real world when I could live in abstractions and protective mental layers survival guides and guidelines and factions, maps and diagrams and how tos and explanations and techniques and little mental photographs philosophical soliloquies and poetry and wanderlust neptunian narrations incessant observations hilarious meta ironic analyses and horny shame based accusations hyperreality nonsense and reality television intimacy above the problem aquarian fantasies all in retrospect retroperfect retrogradual increments all divided in on separate screens up in the watchtower and instead i dip my toes in masquerade balls mimicry conduit flavorless flavors ornamental killing me softly slowly bankrupt and lonely assertively distasteful blanket statement insults and coiled up mangled incantations as handfuls of figureless paintings and moronic amelioration fornicate and making magic angels fight from angles only some could bare to see
maybe i donât need to know the reason behind every shift in facial expression or body language by those around me. maybe i can trust them to tell me if something is wrong (eternal meaning making will drive me to insanity)
Twitter used to be very funny. no one will disagree with me when I say 2018 Twitter was a fair more appealing landscape! You didnât have to deal with TurboGroyper88 or Evropa Defense Force or whatever awesome names the neo nazis are calling themselves these days, you just scrolled and laughed at funny dank memes and dresses that looked like two different colors to different people! Itâs all gone to shit and we all know whose fault it is.
Perfectly Imperfect supremacy.
Itâs like $6.49 dude this shit will be patched soon like global tensions heating up WILL take out this pancake deal so lowkey take heed of what Iâm saying here
LEAVING YOUR MARK ON THE WORLD DOESNâT HAVE TO BE A GRAND PROCESS. THE BANALITY OF WRITING âur momâ ON A DIRTY WINDOW LENDS THE ACTION STRENGTH. ANYONE CAN WRITE A MESSAGE AS THE DUSTY WINDOW IS THE PUREST PUBLIC FORUM IN THE MISINFORMATION AGE!