Everybody should get half a dozen marbles for being beautiful
Everybody should get half a dozen marbles for being beautiful
Let's explode it all and figure out what to do with the pieces, everyday everyday everyday. one after the other consecutive explosions and interjections of assured events in time, the violence of a to do list, a calendar and a watch around your wrist. I will keep writing things down and not sharing them of course.
I will shoot at targets and hit. I will skate and fall down, falling down is the floor hitting the target of my knees. all lining up, in the sights, and pull the trigger, start the chainsaw, engine, lawnmower.
forget your own competence and instill enough self doubt to always want to prove everything to yourself.
I went four years with a phone without cracking a screen. whenever it cracks it means something important happened, let's always keep reinventing superstitions