"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
"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
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