don't cry over spilled milk. cry into it, forming the Ocean of Milk in miniature. a vishnu will rise, grow a lotus from his navel with a brahma inside, and brahma will create the next kitchen

it's a clifford attractor animated by qri's oscilleditor, which simulates coupled oscillators and generates pattern-recognition + drifting effects

you can be whoever the fuck you want

the timeline secretes a pale honey in my post's wake. 5 people gather to like it. the others perform a waggle dance indicating the location of a better post

happy to be featured in issue 11 of spwm; but if you do happen to be this person please ignore the title www.singpowrimo.com/issue-11-fea...

to the nonbinary baddie who hugged me in front of the hachiko statue, and others by Mirya S. Chua — SingPoWriMo / 2022

 and always we will all be sticking always

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graphic from a paper in which "mind blanking" is proposed as a state of consciousness. i wonder how this relates to nirodha/cessation in buddhist meditation

i stayed up till 2 am writing about pandan fragrance oil because i thought if i went to bed i would "lose the mojo"

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Pandan Fragrance Oil Pandan oil conjures reflections, refractions, and diffractions of a Divine Mind as a nonlinear optical computer. Neon fluorescent colors turn through geodes and rainbow mandalas;...

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there are many powerful and/or harmful people in this world who could use some shame but i am not one of them

i enjoy taking pictures of sunset monsoon clouds and compositionally interesting moon arrangements

(taking your hand) i want you to know, that i'll always be there, to like your posts. i'll like the posts you deleted mid-sentence, and the posts that god deleted from you

Sliding through god's mouth, I leer at its teeth, and try to remember what I learned in theo-dentistry—are these the fractal canines of a sin-grinder, the fused bone oceans of an omnibenevolence, the star-like pebble-teeth of one-whose-digestion-reincarnates

let's rent a storage unit with good acoustics and whisper non-gricean nothings at each other. "you have a normal number of teeth," i murmur into your ear

and Tiny Tim, who was NOT gay,

may you have a lush garden with a turtle to keep therein. you'll feed it pimentos and chuparosa and little red turtle-flowers. i'm imagining this for you

i'm classifying music i enjoy by which brahmavihara (or anti-brahmavihara) it exemplifies. this one is mostly mudita

ADÉLA - Ain't In LA

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1. rosemary is the sky-flower 2. the stone is generated of Permanent Water 3. jolly ranchers are the fixed body, bubblegum the returning spirit 4. moonstone and chrysoprase are the lesbian mothers of emerald

they call me Astro zithers cause my zithers never dither, they're relativistic, blueshifted and mystic, i deliver every quiver of the string before you hear it, in your reference frame i'm finished but my frequencies persist (astonished silence)

Primrose Moth #MothWeek #NationalMothWeek #moths #nature #photography

beef: it's what's for dinner. it's what for dessert. beef is the color blue when i close my eyes. it's the parallax of millicandled stars. the last time you looked at me this way was beef. beef is a footprint that comes striding over the heads of sleeping astronomers

if you laid an egg, it'd be a beautiful coconut-sized teardrop, white and interswirled with thick luminescent red and green conchospirals, faintly glittery

if i laid an egg, it'd be iridescent pale pink-green, shaped like an extruded quaternion julia set whipped from marshmallow fluff, with wings

when i melt my ovals, the primeval egg form effluviates out of them; it is thus that i hatch the World-Chicken, blacker than a crow and brighter than a peacock

they wee nectar bats no bigger than a lash that are incubated in the fuzzy unwhorled sepal of magnolia they live to flit one night drinking ambrosia and fucking before snuggling in magnolia blossoms and giving birth babies burrowing in twig and stem waiting for the next buds. #truefacts #cycleoflife

melting the ovals into ovaltine and dunking a 7-colored torus. the drink goes aposematic-bright, warning of ovaldose. it anagrams as: n o t . a l i v e

mermalade is jellified mermaid tail, graded smooth, scaly, or flukey. connoisseurs let jars of orange-tailed minimerm "breathe" overnight, until the swimming settles

(me): this nootropic coffee is really chalky (gianpaolo, the Italian wellness influencer): Si, soon you feel the vibrazioni (me): aechhh, I need water (gianpaolo): also, is critical the idratazione

puffing up the mandala, braiding the knots of pure hue, swizzling the spirals until interswiffilated, unswizzling the lissajous into a woven hug

step 1: the string quartet step 2: the stilt-walker step 3: release the pigs step 4: the bride and groom look heavenward step 5: there are more pigs than stars

i saved all my curliest glyphs for you. "limaçon, lissajous, rosette, harmonogram," i chanted, until your screen buckled into hyperbolic flowers