One time a cop pulled me over and asked why my car smelled like weed. I kept saying "it doesn't idk what you're smelling." And he was like "what are those crumbs all over the ground" and I said "that's dirt" and he said "what's that picture of a pot leaf" and I said
is magic fake are video games bad are all of us perhaps clinging so hard to the sense of control granted by desperate belief in our own attempts at understanding a fundamentally contradictory reality that we’re just alienating and isolating ourselves from one another
the more i think about it the more video games as a concept the more they horrify me. just a machine for totalizing disassociation which consumes days or years and leaves you with nothing
lowkey i think a great many of us were abused as children, either by adults or other hurt children, and i wish we had more of a social framework to talk about it with each other openly