Interlude, and/or intrusion of a monologue from my unremarkable life. Yesterday. Midnight GMT. My friend and pot dealer called me this morning because he knows my driving license has been suspended and

Lying on a secondhand sofa, 02:29 GMT. Q: What am I doing, writing a post on Steemit after so long? A1: Breaking habits, replacing them. A2 (more honestly): I'm distractimg myself from Güeros, which I'm

"Whoops," he said, once he finally realized it.

With a laptop on my lap in an already-too-hot living room. 19:46 GMT, 11 August 2018. "Aw, shit, now there's another one I need to fix," this most recently read. Meanwhile the window of time

I must write another post here before I lose the chance to edit it. ...Here's what I decided to post: an exchange between myself and a friend. Scene from visiting my conservative, Trump-supporting relatives:

(For a while, some friends and I planned out a multimedia story with some vague, ill-defined inspiration from vaporave. Like a lot of grop art projects, this one dissolved, but I'm going to have some fun

Recling upon a lumpy couch. 8:18 GMT, 24 May 2018. Carrying on with my habit of separating entries in "post series" with unconnected posts, I've found myself struck at an exchange between myself

22 May 2018: resuming dissection of notes from a December 2017 psychedelic experience. 12:35am GMT. "Say you got all injuries while saving a baby," suggested either my unconsciousness or an

Dirty apartment and personal residence. Written via smartphone browser 4:21 PM (GMT). Sunday, 18 February 2018. Minneapolis. Hey, look, I decided to write this post right after smoking cannabis at 4:20

Notes on a 17 December 2017 acid trip in the living room of a dirty apartment, with the compiling of these notes having first begun on 1 February 2018 in Minneapolis. About a month and a half ago, I undertook

In the attic of a garage near Powderhorn Park in Minneapolis, MN, United States. 10:52 GMT, 12 Jan - 17 Jan 19:25 GMT, 2018. Here, I'll explore how the aesthetic philosophy of Darren Allen described in

3:21pm GMT, 3 January 2018. Confession: relevant as I find my previous post to the kind of discourse in which I'd like to participate and overall enjoy promoting, that same post served only to delay the

(Caution: you may need some further context to understand this post, since I’m continuing from a previous report in which I cite a conclusion of T.H. White's King Arthur marching toward his certain death:

"Anarchy in the U.K." by The Sex Pistols (Fully acknowledging the irony of how the Sex Pistols helped commercialize anarchism, and therefore having betrayed, in the end, precisely what their aesthetic

At the bar of Caffetto, W 22nd St, Minneapolis, December 2017. Initial disclosure(s): what you learn about me here won’t astound you like some “introduceyourself” posts have astounded me. I’m interested