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i had a dream i was alone in the bedroom of someone i was crushing on and she was texting me telling me about these files she had on people we both knew. i recognized some folders for my old friend Kendall and my other friend Omar. with the information from these files she would manipulate folks to buy and sell pills for her. she did this with someone i really don't fuck with in real life. but there i was reading when i found a bird in a clear plastic bag. in the bag were other things like sticks and wool in the shape of an airplane. there was a small hole where the bird's head was out getting air. I desperately looked around how to give the bird water. shorty had a bunch of pill bottles around and i filled a pill bottle top and gave the bird water like that.

another dream with that shorty i cut off last year now im stuck in bed thinking about forgiveness

i had a dream i had a camel and i loved her so much we shared a bed and cuddled and i sang to her. i realized i hadn’t fed her so i was making a bowl of fruits and vegetables but distractions got in the way then my grandma threw away the bowl and the house was a mess. there was tall bird who turned into a little girl. she peed on a chair in the dining room. she was clearly undead and just roaming around the house. i didn’t want her there so i clothed her and asked my aunt and grandma to take her outside. while they were out i was looking for my camel but she wasn’t with me anymore

How do they keep making later and later stages of late-capitalism

Our hands are extensions of our hearts

enrique martínez celaya, "the relic and the pure," 2013-2015, oil and wax on canvass