i think the aesthetic echo chamber created by tumblr is more dangerous than the political one bcs im self aware enough to kno my politics r radical but then me and the girlies are on here reblogging body horror and very weird erotic poetry and i get offline and interact w a real person and jokingly say something like fungus is tangibly divine in the way it facilitates the eternal dance of creation and destruction which is really creation as or by destruction and theyre like what the hell are you talking about freak. the aesthetic barrier between me and a girl in a vineyard vines tee is literally insurmountable. i find the trout to be a very nietzschean fish
It gives me a surreal air that puts off the people who I want to inspire a supernatural sort of fear unto and also attracts the people who will bury a dead butterfly and pray for its soul with me. I haven't ever fully returned from my last visit beyond the veil that separates worlds