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I am full of love, February 27, 2024, 11:11:21 – 11:12:52

There isn’t much to see around here
The tiny condescending human
Its hits are widespread
All while the egg grows
The tiny condescending human
Only be true to what is hidden
All while the egg grows
I roll around on a big, slippery floor
Only be true to what is hidden
I can feel everything
I roll around on a big, slippery floor
I can feel everything
Its hits are widespread
There isn’t much to see around here

I am full of love, February 9, 2024, 13:53:17 – 13:55:37

Hands running through the hair
They come out of their eggs
I put them all in my hair
Or is it me?
They come out of their eggs
I’m slippery inside
Or is it me?
This tiny, idyllic human
I’m slippery inside
Just a couple
This tiny, idyllic human
Just a couple
I put them all in my hair
Hands running through the hair

I am full of questions, February 9, 2024, 13:39:19 – 13:40:16

While it snows stars
Life forms and death forms
Placing hearts into a hole
Humans are born and get four walls
Life forms and death forms
The dream of another perfection
Humans are born and get four walls
I watch it with smooth surfaces
The dream of another perfection
I wake up somewhere
I watch it with smooth surfaces
I wake up somewhere
Placing hearts into a hole
While it snows stars

I am full of questions, February 9, 2024, 13:37:42 – 13:39:01

And with this I leave the earth
An unlit lamp
Now they are people
With my softer parts
An unlit lamp
Sitting on the lap of huge statues
With my softer parts
They gaze into each other’s mirrors
Sitting on the lap of huge statues
Calling and loving are the same to me
They gaze into each other’s mirrors
Calling and loving are the same to me
Now they are people
And with this I leave the earth

I am full of hate, February 9, 2024, 13:22:51 – 13:24:48

Every entity hides an unseen stone
And give you fuck all
The tiny condescending human
The brain/ the heart
And give you fuck all
I feel the same
The brain/ the heart
I cannot remember
I feel the same
When you unveil my face
I cannot remember
When you unveil my face
The tiny condescending human
Every entity hides an unseen stone

I am full of hate, January 16, 2024, 10:42:58 – 10:45:56

There is nothing
I suck because everything sucks
I am born and I bridge everything
I cannot see myself
I suck because everything sucks
To my ears
I cannot see myself
It’s not the salt’s fault
To my ears
Anger is not a prosthetic
It’s not the salt’s fault
Anger is not a prosthetic
I am born and I bridge everything
There is nothing

I am full of love, January 16, 2024, 10:38:22 – 10:39:58

When you breathe out
Let’s be each other’s fancy bag ladies
Nothing sits ready beneath the heart
An unlit lamp
Let’s be each other’s fancy bag ladies
None of this is useful
An unlit lamp
To be making conversation with yourself
None of this is useful
That stands out like a shining point
To be making conversation with yourself
That stands out like a shining point
Nothing sits ready beneath the heart
When you breathe out

I am full of questions, December 14, 2023, 09:54:49 – 09:56:57

Will not be true to what is hidden
When I’m dead I’ll finally tell all
Everything wears the scent of soil
Nakedness is omnipresent
When I’m dead I’ll finally tell all
I will color the blood piss-yellow
Nakedness is omnipresent
In a black winter coat
I will color the blood piss-yellow
What else can you do?
In a black winter coat
What else can you do?
Everything wears the scent of soil
Will not be true to what is hidden

I am full of hate, December 11, 2023, 15:20:36 – 15:21:48

The spirit is dirt to be washed off
The moon always turned its back on us
If it were an animal
Rockwool erupts from the walls
The moon always turned its back on us
Removing every emotion
Rockwool erupts from the walls
It is necessary to hate yourself
Removing every emotion
I sit single-celled beneath your skin
It is necessary to hate yourself
I sit single-celled beneath your skin
If it were an animal
The spirit is dirt to be washed off

I am full of love, December 11, 2023, 14:59:08 – 15:00:32

Would you like to know?
All that talk of eternity
I am beautiful
Hands wanting to stroke what is rough
All that talk of eternity
Perhaps you ask me
Hands wanting to stroke what is rough
Against the smooth surface
Perhaps you ask me
I build on the bow of life
Against the smooth surface
I build on the bow of life
I am beautiful
Would you like to know?