an incomplete collection of tweets i consider to be short poems
i have some too
Jesus Christ, to see him actually vocalize that feeling….
fun fact! did you know that you can gain extra ‘forbidden time’ by staying up late in the night? but Watch Out
Shit this is great! You can get so much done if you don’t sleep!
THE CONSEQUENCES
me when i’m happy: i deserve a little treat
me when i’m sad: fuck it i deserve a little treat
me when i’m neutral: you know what’d make this day so much better……..a lil treat
Jokes on you, I’m both of them.
And I’m ready for fall!
basedandfatpilled-deactivated20:
Actually this is a big point for the economics of being a millennial or zoomer. There are observations that because financial goals little homeownership or retirement are so out of reach, our generations spend more on instant gratification or experiences, like going out with friends or going on trips. If you’re never gonna afford something why save up for it? Why not enjoy the moment?
sent to my colorblind father
thinking about Pokémon Go Summer (again) and how it likely blew up so much because adults finally had an excuse to Go Outside And Play in a way that met them where they are. Like, over time the ever-present threat of public humiliation/being filmed for some bastard’s TikTok has done such a number on folk that some can’t just relax and goof around and express themselves anymore, limiting their outdoor play to organised sports or maybe a yearly game of Frisbee In The Park. But to have an excuse to be playing outside on your phone? Something literally everyone is doing all the time? With a globally recognisable and easily accessible media property? Having a reason to be curious and explore your local surroundings, and talk to strangers in your environment, even if that reason is something as trivial as “there’s a Dragonite over there”? Inspired. World-changing. Shame Niantic fucked it so hard
Regarding politics especially, this may be my favorite tweet of all time:
Hi! My mum and I had a conversation in the car where I mentioned how funny I found this bit, because I had read it as Anathema thinking that she had, in fact, just been run over by a very campy gay couple, and a campy gay couple wouldn't harm her. But my mum read this as Anathema, who she thought could feel that Crowley was a demon, realizing that she was also in the presence of an angel, and an angel wouldn't harm her. And I guess I just wanted to know which was the intended message?
The version that Terry and I had in mind when we wrote it was the former.































