pretty much!

me this morning

my body is but the lees of my better being

. . . I began to be sensible of strange feelings. I felt a melting in me. No more my splintered heart and maddened hand were turned against the wolfish world . . .

All visible objects, man, are but as pasteboard masks. But in each event— in the living act, the undoubted deed— there, some unknown but still reasoning thing puts forth the mouldings of its features from behind the unreasoning mask. If man will strike, strike through the mask! How can the prisoner reach outside except by thrusting through the wall? To me, the white whale is that wall, shoved near to me. Sometimes I think there’s naught beyond. But ‘tis enough.

(tiger tateishi)

this is some shit i would do btw

i’m back in berlin and so very jet-lagged

Yeeeahhhh. Good morrow to you, Gent, my dearest brother So good of you to correspond with me on this day and at this hour, and I say travel well on your little baby trip of weed and coffee for you and back into the psychedelic Darkside Or the psychedelic backside Great idea about the list. I’ll do a little spreadsheet in the old Google Docs and yeah, I was actually thinking the exact same thing when I read sorry I’m in the car which is why I’m voice messaging you because just easier that way I don’t wanna endanger my life while traveling at high speeds Well, not more than I usually do so yeah man I’m looking for that hot action in October. But whatever I’ll figure it out and yeah man hope you’re good dude miss you. Berlin is probably beautiful this time of year. With the frogs are out and the cat in that hat yo daddy is a politician and your mama’s good looking at all right bye for now