Can we see the new results of this constant reverie
Can we come up with new insults while we’re sleeping
By the pound, by the second we design ourselves
Align our shelves with obedience
In due time we assign a new influence
To the new science
Even though we don’t know its name anymore

Could you be an astronaut in the center of the earth
Could we make a new machine to stop
This old machine from giving birth
In our minds we make time for the candidates
To satiate our contingencies
And make our final pleas
To the gods we invented for the new intake
Oh, for heaven’s sake
Even though we don’t know their names anymore

i have something new. two people have unknowingly convinced me to start a new blog. just more places you can find me around the net. speaking of net.

i can’t sleep. but i know i’ll wake up in the morning, act as if this was all a dream and carry on.

how can you grasp all of these things all the while seeing what brings it all together. do you focus on what brings it all together or do you focus on them knowing they all fit?

8 reasons why i would never find a job in columbia

problems: i’m not a picture framer. also: i can’t be an agency designer with 3 years of experience out of college. same with website designer. oh, and these are all the posts in the entire past month for job openings.

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i still don’t understand how or why sometimes, but i know that you are changing me for the better – and sometimes you give me the gift of actually seeing that. my prayer tonight is that you increase that gift.

i think computers are shutting our brains down.