IDK about you, feeling nostalgic (armageddon ^in a hoarse voiceover^)

 -cancellation

-foreign policy to die for

-the perception of ally and fear 

-to manufacture consent in a river rising above the sea levels w/complacency

`*~precipitate, be still my heart~* `

like my malleable, willing to change

 a privilege & a pleasure  --..--  a finish & a lever

and, its so easy to love when you feel it already, turn of the century 'boy problem' for the community to solve.

and, its not my story to tell, but will we ever grow up? --cat..door-- in a world without. 

limited resources with an audible gulp

 (impotence is best solved wet)

We begged for nuance, on our knees. We gave them an oversimplification of things. For plasma and cookies, in closet that are walk-ins. Rejuvenation. A face without glass, makes the sight a little farther. I'm superficial for a sideline to reality. More to the point: space lasers and plasma pens. But, do wish for once, that someone would call it a built body on the left hand, with violence.

we only trust a mirror, like an empath, bc as cameras get better my skin gets worse (we say it again)

i know i know, but a 'girl' can dream of difference.

we are in a race towards the (slow-moving) apocalypse

 Trying to avoid doing that thing I did last time. A post elect: putting the body in danger, willful. Creating a social and professional precarity, dangerously. Burning is fun and all, but we are getting old, willfully.

[include a mock-up in blender] 

Paola, slam me against a wall. call, give me your horror stories, like that movie Life Sized and a board game, your move. Pull my hair. Guys, gays, i'm such an adult now, i swear. As cameras get better, my skin gets worse. It's natural. *transactional quotes*

LOL, I'm green. to realize they just made subpar digital humanities projects. CRUSH, it's a future we can't abide. and a dinner with an experimental filmmaker whose work is similar to but worse than, HAHA, honey, i'm flaming. Position CRINGE and can't exist. 

[set a scene of 2016-20] 

we cringe, we fetal. tell me i'm a relic from the future. like transgressiive seeing & live hypernormalization, when someone suggests making a playlist for a romantic interest is 'too much.' to this, we say, lolawolf, everyfuckingday, ithinkofyou.

[call me anti-academic, by my name/s]

Sculptures that plug into your motherboard: it me!

                               I came up with this idea, I laughed it to myself, reach a hand to my mouth, fingers still smelled of foul--edified--we could read just quotes, virginia woolf all night, but then we'd be v thoughtful & v bored. You prefer the party, right? Midwestern prof from the swamp and for every source of harassment during an entire life and night, we blame kirsten dunst for all millennials.  

F me. Just protocol commentary wearing their ar masks

 decibel, what other candidates did? as if opposite. And, be like, oh, wait, i mean:

the very best images are suspended between holograms and horoscopes. Biological vignettes in resin.

Unable to frame the terror of a grocery store visit, a haircut, the dentist. One parking lot at a time. 

A VERY RECENT FACE CARD

 we are thinkning of existing again, let me know, I'll make you a movie, if you request it. Don't seek shame for desire, for my meat most of all. Not on the eastcoast atm, not on the westcoast, hmu. Proof of life, I'll let you know where I am, in a media rich environment, there is little to know need.

the moral panic is just socially cohesive dollar stores and wind farms

boldly autonomous in the 1970s, when puberty butchered.

the ciskids take pause and slow down, like 90s youth

but, now, somehow unable to choose with precision for double standards

where agency is remodeled as confusion, remedied by problematized language

rhetorically dishonest to fortify the 'real' (like your favorite goddamn cereal) 

and abortions are a growth that resumes the moral pains of panic-like our (vapors) founding on hysteria

disappointingsonofrichppl "take down piece"

 ~innocence is a story inspired by sparkling-water-that-poisons-you product design

~~just upcycle my metadata already~~ 

*hearts* 

An interrogation of language

  can spare me,

 can speak on a 'natural' 'god' 'body'

like the patriarchy should not be compelled to participate in[sic] yours.

in a way you don't want it to {like at all

?}   physical installations & (s)mall objects, on(e might) call: healthcare

We live in a country whose narrative is centralized;

Are you not satisfied? AND ESCALATES. We live in a place where the streets are sanitized for your comfort; what satisfaction whilst thou have tonight? (thou's faithful vow for mine) A SICK ROMANCE, a disease control, A BOOK. Satiety without pleasure.

A totally optional aside: email

The question framed around student's having potential conflict with one another was so odd--as if conflict isn't a part of learning, as if learning to find common understanding/locating communal space with others was something to be avoided. Designed away. Sanitized from their experience as if processing conflict into solution wouldn't be educationally beneficial! A design, even. Design diminishing design. 

Thesis (on) State: Design is evil, we are designing away human experience and problem-solving skills.