I feel BLESSED to have witnessed this Crow Event in Nollendorfkiez on my way home from surgery this afternoon . . .

Ahh! My little sisters the crows. I love them~

sup

But as in landlessness alone resides the highest truth, shoreless, indefinite as God—so, better is it to perish in that howling infinite, than be ingloriously dashed upon the lee . . .

i love “normal-size person discovers gigantic skeleton with a sword cloven through its ribcage” art

i think this like the 100th time someone has sent me this screenshot lol

and . . .

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steve r. dodd

It is two in the morning here in Berlin, and a Russian girl is asking me about limerence . . . I have told her I know all about it, have been on the receiving end of someone else’s limerence plenty of times in my life . . . and am now lying on my rug, and have been here for hours on account of I’m not sure what else to do with my life.

I am considering briefly yanking myself back into the vertical world so as to put on MAD MAX BEYOND THUNDERDOME for the second time this week. It is a sort of comfort movie for me and I can just chill with it. I remember years ago, when I’d go to McCune’s place, he’d often have it on in the background. I understand this now.

Whenever you bring up BEYOND THUNDERDOME, someone (often a shameless fool) will invariably say: “It’s good until the second half with the kids.” They’re dead wrong. The entire movie rules. There just ain’t a single bad MAD MAX movie. Sorry, everyone!

. . . I see a new WhatsApp notification, so I suppose this Russian girl (not to be confused with Anastasia, THE Russian Girl) has something new to add about the concept of limerence. And so for now I’ll get back to that. If anyone needs me, I’ll be here on the floor . . .

Addendum:

She had said: “. . . you’re always taking the wrong turns, but ending up in the right place anyway.”