i’ll be like 40 w/no kids and people will say “aw i’m so sorry for you” and i’ll be like how was the fucking wiggles reunion tour asshole i went to italy last week for fun and didn’t have to hire a sitter

This is a very sad mentality. To think oneself more important than that of progeny is the sign of a failed human life.

so the wiggles concert wasn’t as good as you thought it would be huh


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There’s a Ringo jumping like a frog in my blog 


i had the opportunity to take myself for a drive tonight. i soared the quiet highway, sunroof wide open. the wind blowing through my dream catcher, melodic dubstep reverberating through my body… i was free.

there’s nothing like taking myself on a journey. i took myself for a wild ride on friday.

i attended electric zoo in randall’s island park alone. yes, i met up with friends, but i travelled alone. i did everything at my own pace, on my own time. i met some groovy people, vibed with fantastic souls.

one person, however, truly resonated with me. it was the last set of the night in sunday school. dubfire took over. the lights flipped, the party was bumpin. we were all feelin the groove.

a handsome young man was dancing next to me, and he mentioned that he recognized me from earlier in the day at fehrplay’s set. i remembered him as well, as we were dancing in close distance to each other at that time too. i told him i was a bit nervous earlier in the day to dance with him.

"it’s ok. just know that everyone is on your side."

we danced a bit more, i learned he had a girlfriend. i told him to tell her that i said he was a lucky guy to have her. he was very friendly and quite charming.

i didn’t catch his name, or anything much else about him. but those reassuring words… “it’s ok. just know everyone is on your side.” lifted me up in a way that i can barely describe. it’s so gratifying that something so subtle can mean so much. his kindness and sincerity came from a pure place.

it’s refreshing to know that great people continue to live and spread joy. the scene is not dead. plur will thrive if you persist to harvest the fruit.

my seed was planted in neon garden. i’ve begun to blossom in sunday school. 

drumcode island is next. and what a journey that’ll be.

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writing “sorry” at the bottom of your math test

Sacred geometry in nature

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