what i tried to do there is to simulate the thrilling feeling of the person finally picking up the phone after a long time of waiting and listening to strange music

29. Whether we voted for these dread names Or rail like forever against their endless wrongs and failures Either way We designate their names The names above all other names The strong man The first character The statue above all statues And the tower to the sky Go lightly Unmake the towers Disperse all you many languages Don’t seek deliverance from death Lest ye be trapped numb within the walls of big and disappointing promises Seek life and love And know that these days, you’ll find them Where death and grief roam Live bravely, in this present, amidst this wounded whole I hope a world without these is coming But not by might Nor by endless management — @davidbenjaminblower

I learned this from a jehovas witness on the street

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’