false prophets fall first

or however it goes

I am always studying — n intentionally destroying my marketability like I hope it is always somewhat difficult to describe what it is I do n where I Be/en

lately its along the lines of

observing the desperation for validation for a connection that cannot even Be translated onto a screen n the human desire to Be included to Be Seen as good the complicated beauty of Los Angelenos community

the whole charade of leaning into femininity n masculinity as a defense mechanism n an aversion to personal responsibility

the way people flat out lie n try to rewrite reality

overt fascists everywhere

then there is the performance of care

the overpowering eugenicisms in the air

I jus want to Be spared from the Soullessness in their organized movement

the predictability in their feigned aloofness

they way they sell everything out to the machine(s) but still find ways to drain n blame people like me

the ways we splice n deny connecting

somehow proximity to whiteness n fame fix their gaze to(ward) what is vacuous n sucking

no-thing is ever enough

endlessssss consumption a normalized n sexualized obsession with youth (while hating the Life of children n the communal involvement required for healthy parenthood)

it jus Be Selfies n stolen ceremonies an endless advertisement

no one is safe from the ways the artificiality distorts n others

I hate to feel mySelf tap dancing too

the attack on the mind Body n Soul

I am still witnessing the so called Godly contort

n bend written words to stay under the radar of their perversions

it fascinates me still

the lengths they will go

to hide both hands while throwing stones

here we are in future

still

in gratitude,

Free the LAnd