so i was watching the news and this 2nd grader wrote this to the president, vice president, and a congressman. biden was the only one to respond yet. LITERALLY.
There is three of us. Myself, my friend and a friend of my friend whom i’m going to meet one day.
Friend: Yea, Dakota got me into Vonnegut.
Friend of a friend: OH. haha! you would be into Vonnegut!
Dakota: *giggle fit* I am so PREDICTABLE. Say it with me -I am
Friend: (in unison) so PREDICTABLE
Friend of a friend: (in unison) so PREDICTABLE
*Hearty guffaws in place of words.
*knee slaps everywhere.
*uniform looks worn on faces that sing in falsetto “What’s the next move fellas?
they all meander towards coffeehouses and fire hydrants to jump over for a lifetime.
I am legitimately so worried about the future. I don’t rant on facebook often, but I feel the need to kick down some real talk. I have been silently watching the subtle murder of culture for years; moreover I’ve been watching the victims and culprits be so synonymous that at times I fear we are all part of a chronosynclastic infundibulum. (I.e we are getting pulled through a path with no actual possibility of control. Call it fate, destiny etc.) Sorry for my convoluted rant, what i’m trying to say is that our humanity is literally dying through the process of gentrification. Gentrification is essentially a societal phenomenon which will forever blindly reward individuals of higher economical standing. I see less artists every single day, may it be street performers, friends who used to practice and even myself because of technology and the divide between socio economic classes. It’s a vicious cycle, because people from a high income background typically work very hard leaving very little time for creativity. I mean an engineer, doctor or accountant probably wants to relax at the end of a high stress shift. Uniformly the divide between the lower class creates increased work loads for the same quality of life, albiet at an exponential cost to someone barely making rent; thus leaving no time for art, culture and incubation period due to lack of rest.
If you skipped reading this whole thing (which is understandable) what i’m trying to say can be encapsulated as such: Everyone is overworked, too tired for their passions, and have sadly found themselves in a place in life where their lifestyle supplements their work instead of their work supplementing their lifestyle.
It is dark, but mock my words; in 30 years we might have a new holiday where people are encouraged to not be online or checking their god forsaken smart phones. (I.e Nickelodeons world wide day of play for kids of this generation. Just for adults.)
Okay - Bellashakti
Hey please check out question y apparel!
This is a tight knit group of lovable cats (and myself) working on a clothing line.
Everything is done by hand and we’d love if you could peep the tumblr <3
reblogging or peeping the merpin merch would be a blessing in my lief ~ ~ i promise
if you’re ever feeling lazy just remember that the ancient greeks believed their gods lived on top of a very climbable hill but no one even bothered to check