Thursday, October 23, 2025

( via / me )

Actually "robot army" is the one thing i did have on my apocalypse bingo card.

"chilly rain
stalks the edge of his dream
my Gazan friend
still waiting for the phone call
I know won't come"

—Chen-ou Liu via

That's 68 cents apiece. I want him to knock on my door & hold out his hand. We will have words first.

“I have laid too many eggs in the hot sands of this wilderness, the world, with ostrich carelessness and ostrich oblivion…” –Coleridge, π΅π‘–π‘œπ‘”π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘β„Žπ‘–π‘π‘Ž πΏπ‘–π‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘Ž ch. II

I've been shouting "mazel tov!" but this is better.

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