"i would have zapped you a billion million gazillion for your chomsky take"

cool well save those up and idk do u have a horse? maybe one day i can touch it

like whatever who cares out here

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ok, i took the billion million gazillion zaps and bought myself some yarn to knit some scarves for dudes in plattsburgh

even better

got so many colored pencils i gave them out to so many kids

even even better

what im saying is:

why does the writer or artist have to know

what is the purpose of the knowing

it was me, i zapped you

i zapped you, anon

like what is the purpose

do you zap a tree

do you zap birds? i really appreciated that cardinal in the snow and i just had to let that cardinal know

do you zap a lake

how would you zap a lake?

picking up some litter?

does that lake know

or is it free entire

gonna go to all saints churchyard

sutton courtenay, vale of white horse district, oxfordshire, england

dig up a grave to zap?

or is it enough to simply have it with you

to like a book, to have spent time with it, in the words, to apply when applicable

to monetize a journal, to paywall by culture, hey if you are gonna read this, dont freeload, tip me

sorry, that could never be me

cos what does that turn into?

im having a lean month 😞

im too poor to tip you

so not only am i broke

i dont feel comfortable reading your words

during my worst times,

i lost you, too

cos at least i wasnt freeloading

i at least can say that