HELLO?

lets have some fun this beat is sick..

Was I discovered or invented? asks the zero./ Feels like I’ve always been here. I put a line around his border/ but he still wasn’t there. A hole in the world. A failure./ I turned away. You start counting at one, not zero,/ which is wrong, says the moon. Thing or nothing,// Where or nowhere. Measure yourself against the truth and/ not the other way round, says the ghost. Man, moon,/ ghost, zero— naming rounds off. Perfect and/ completely dead. Your math is crazy, says the moon./ You can count to eight with the space between your // fingers, says the ghost. Richard Siken “War of the Foxes”

— The Crucible Arthur Miller (b. 17 October 1915)

i love information i need more

Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours

May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude

finally I got them all

my brand

forgive yourself again and again and again and again and again

love letters, victoria chang

The Earth and I by Katie Maria

whenever i think about this i.