Well I think I have completed my collection of brewing systems, for now at least. Got this Chemex shipped to me from La Colombe and they even supplied me with a free bag of freshly roasted beans and a free box (100 count) of filters. Great business and they also have amazing shops in Philly as well!
but like why is only god holy allen ginsberg said so many things were holy, like my asshole holy but like my friends are all so holy i am holy people who suffer daily are holy whether it be from afflictions of the flesh or afflictions of the bigoted other my mother is holy even though i do not have a patience for her but like even my father is holy with his bad temper, an awful temper a temper which has put me into a submission many times but like that is holy too right? like Julien Baker singing about her addiction and her god and her lost love is holy when i fall in love with strangers i become holy right? that moment when i realized the on again off again on again off again emotional abuse I’ve suffered at the hands of “friends” in a cyclical pattern i can’t help but repeat like the circle my hand makes when completing an up down of a cold addiction but like all of this is so holy and just listen to that word goddamnit it is so beautiful the letters h o l and y put together are so holy and like you know how we reserved the words i love you for those close and made ourselves afraid to utter that slurry string except to our one true that we’d meet one day but never right now we do that to holy and I’m tired of it holy is holy is holy is holy and this summer i knew what it was to know love and to know holiness 14 dollar cocktails at 10 in the morning hands getting dirty with concrete and plaster and friendship foggy rooftops that lead to me laying at the end of a friends bed asleep from sadness that moment where i became better than an accidental abuse beautiful collaborations and moments of tenderness with friends reading a book in a small philly coffee shop staying with a friend and meeting their mom and sister smoking cigarettes on their balcony knowing people care falling in love just as quickly as you did 5 months before knowing it won’t work but this time making peace with that its all so fucking holy and the holiest summer of the 22nd year causing pain and love and pain and love but holy pain and holy love and i just hope this all starts to make sense but like why is it that only god is holy?