the culling

There is a certain discipline in only following 999 accounts. Any more and you can’t really be invested in everyone’s accounts/lives. So if there’s a new account I want to follow, one must be culled. Is there a criteria? I’d imagine some might wonder. It could be any number of things on a given day, which might have been a completely different set of parameters from the previous time……100% positive I’m undiagnosed — things. 

I always feel good after a cull. It’s like a spring cleaning —assessing what’s important to you, or what holds your interests….Do any of these accounts still serve their intended purposes? Do any of these accounts still hold my interest? Am I still sated? 

Folks should cull in real life. It’s incredibly freeing.

six

" A plague on both your houses!"

Six words thrown together by William Shakespeare but would carry the weight and emotional gravity of those words spoken. for centuries....how much of what we say and do in life will carry on for centuries? Just think, in the time of Shakespeare, Mary, Queen of Scots was executed. Sir Francis Drake completed the first circumnavigation of the globe. The Spanish Armada was defeated and the renowned East India Treading Company was established. Four separate pandemics of the Plague.....and yet, here we are all these years later and his words still fall so deeply....

"Though art more lovely and more temperate...."

I've always been in love with writers....

matter matters

I keep telling myself to write more, and then forgetting....and not as a vanity project but just because I used to always write in my youth...for no one in particular, to everyone at once....i'm actually quite reserved by nature....i just exist and observe....a mere passenger on this ride called life....

i spent my young years looking up at the sky as night with my dad...i had so many questions...he never made up answers to appease me...he would straight out tell me he didn't know...and he'd say the same thing about a lot of other stuff in life....he didn't know either way....

when i step back and really take a look at life, this planet, the creatures and earthlings that inhabit it, i am more and more humbled the older I get....which is why for me, personally, i feel this desire to shout out at the top of my lungs - THIS! THIS ALBUM WAS EVERYTHING! Because it amazes me so....audio poetry....art....sound...song...a piece of something was made by earthlings and its vibrations circled round the globe and resonated with x amount of people....and it doesn't matter is x = 1...i cant sit there and say i've made anything that affected another earthling....ok, well, i made some cool ceramic art in Mr Birch's class 11th grade and my parents still have all that shit in their curio cabinets like it was Waterford crystal....

all the talk of vibrations of sound circumventing the world isn't new age hippie talk, i mean, sound vibrations and frequencies is science.....it makes all the sense in the world if your frequency is not aligned with something, someone.....so when i see clusters of frequencies aligning, that's just a beautiful thing to me...

i saw this Instagramer, im just going to call them that for lack of a better word, but they had made this lovely digital art drawings of these cool rabbit like creatures holding different albums that the artist said were important to them.....art begets further art.....

and all that's going on while we are orbiting a dying star that's propelling through space as ridiculously fast speeds in just our teeny tiny corner of the galaxy.....the little stuff matters to me.....meanwhile, there us is koel bird calling loudly outside my window....