We’re giggling gnats on the dusty outskirts of a burning smudge, but also, divine beings of pure chaos at the infinite centre of creation. Everything we do is freighted with every possible meaning.
In other news, I’ve gained the ability to sound like I’m on mushrooms. Just finished breakfast and sober as a cat. Happy Wednesday y’all.
We’re giggling gnats on the dusty outskirts of a burning smudge, but also, divine beings of pure chaos at the infinite centre of creation. Everything we do is freighted with every possible meaning.
In other news, I’ve gained the ability to sound like I’m on mushrooms. Just finished breakfast and sober as a cat. Happy Wednesday y’all.