I learnt it from a sticker on a traffic light post

she said she learnt it from a chinese man while they waited for the bus

in de wilde feestmaanden na corona zou ik zomaar opeens zo’n hazes cover zanger kunnen worden

today i will scapegoat my frustrations at construction men that think they’re better than the rest of us and think its a good idea to come so early in the morning.

there are a of people operating on intersections these days

maybe we can trick the evil algorithms to instead enclose humanity in echo chambers filled with flemish jesuit priests softly talking about the mysteries of the universe

my personal coach on how to be a creature demonstrated to me today the delicate art of staring out of the window for no good reason and being content about it

so, here it is; i’m secretly in love with the united states of america

typical radicalised soup kitchen worker

a tall awkward helium balloon creature you can carry around while it gently bounces off the walls and mumbles strange jokes every once in a while

‘i was stuck in an airport somewhere in south east asia and found myself at a sandwich shop with the crown princess of orange and her influencer sister. i paid for their pricey sandwiches because their credit cards declined. i told her not to worry; it was the idea of the monarchy i was against, not them personally. yet as i walked away, i thought to myself, had i not given them enough money in last years taxes?’

excerpt of my upcoming book ‘what do royal subjects dream about at night’

‘It always makes me proud to love the world somehow - hate’s so easy compared.’
Jack Kerouac

these days i listen a lot again to beethoven’s ode to joy, sung by the westminster choir

“And the world was asleep, and the world was alive
And the world was all still and it was dancing like mad fireflies“

‘Home’ by @davidbenjaminblower