is a family show.
My decision
to use WordPress for an online store has taught me what zero sales, zero views looks like. My daughter suggests it is a shadow ban. I think it is because I don’t pay SEO parasites. Oh and fuck Google.
like this
but with more money
1. Coffee.
2. Feeding the animals who visit our yard.
3. Listening to music.
4. Designing systems.
5. Love.
We
may never know.
“Every
day I write the book.” E. Costello
fuck sports
fix the pot holes
I
no longer trust humans. They showed they were unable to take even basic precautions to protect themselves and others. It has filled me with contempt for humans. I already had plenty of it, now I am double plus good in the contempt department.
I
don’t believe in those. Time is an illusion. I have on or off setting. The first hour was in 1964. None of these other hours are first. They are not numbered. One of them will be last.
Each
of us has a unique genetic being that then experiences life in a unique path. One meets specific unique individuals who help us shape who we become. Specific moments unique to us stay with us. If we develop the habit of writing or drawing or playing music or some other means of expression it is one unique person doing that. Persisting as a unique person as a projection. Today one is told to let Ai “help” one to create. But Ai is using the IP of countless unique people who have posted their IP on the internet, a thing that should have been free, should have helped us get past the habits of subjecting ourselves to states that somehow pretend that genocide of the other is not a war crime.
