I don't have any vices and my life is very simple now. I like playing tennis, assigning money to categories, talking to my wife, and attending to what needs attending to
Posts by Liana
Good morning
it sure feels like it's getting closer..
Thank you friend!
I'm not great with scripts, so if you know me, talk to me like you'd talk to an old cat, maybe a street cat. Happy Thanksgiving & have a good weekend!!
I think I want to live somewhere quiet. Somewhere in the city still, but quiet. I want silence, total silence, for awhile at least. I've learned a lot this year, but I think I learned most that: (1) I'm not as forgiving as Jesus Christ, and (2) I'm enough, this is enough, more than enough.
I've done calligraphy, martial arts, zen, ecstatic dance, and lots of reading. I started an Adorno reading group with my friend Ozzie and then did nothing with it. I met the nun who received dharma transmission for the Sunim lineage. I cut my hair short, but it's grown out now.
It snowed in Chicago a week ago, and I bought a nice down coat. I've never lived anywhere where it snows before. I'm afraid of people again, but without the symptom this time. I'm well on my way to becoming a successful engineer, or at least I think so. I work in bioinformatics now
After becoming sober, moving across the country, giving up greed and the primal father, growing apart from most of the people I call friends, quitting my main client, quitting caffeine, making new friends, living in an extremely toxic living situation, and becoming depressed, I'm still here!!!
THere's a hot dog in my post???
hi silby nice to see you here. we get a fresh start!
Hi rorie!!
This year aged me. Hello bsky friends!!!
May we find each other in a way that is meaningful
You should post this on twt
had a good day in Tampa. world-first
That's my chess game!
Pretty lighting
Movements of images oscillate and sharpen, carried by an endless chain of causality and signification, entrancing you in the beauty of its crystallization. A dream becomes!
And in her joy her body suddenly fills, bloating with a sourceless emanation, filling the gaps beneath her skin and squeezing out through her pores. Oily against her, inside her, sublimating to vapor as it touches the air—expanding, growing, eager to usher the world into ecstasy.
Exactly this
Turning you into a tiny sprite that I stash in my bag to torment people with
I woke up feeling like a person today
I will be merciless, and I will love
my roots can go anywhere
Hello