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the signal is dormant but it's still there if you listen
'something is coming'
omnifuneral
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this blog has been running essentially 100% off a queued mixture of old and new art stuff, so I haven't really been *here* anyway, but I feel like I need to - just for my own sake - state aloud that I'm once again taking an indefinite hiatus from Online
cards on the table, it's been a difficult and frustrating year so far for reasons that are kind of diffuse and hard to pin down, which is itself recursively frustrating. we're almost to June(!) and I have achieved precious few of the things I was 1000% committed to in January. 2025 was going to be my (our!) year, and my own lack of follow-through is essentially the only reason that hasn't been the case. some of that is simple "not doing the things I want/need to do", but time spend not doing one thing is usually spent doing something else, and I definitely fritter away too much fucking time on the wrong parts of the internet. honestly, we all do, but apparently some of us manage to be a lot more effective than I am in spite of it, so... in my case, at least, it needs to change.
I have made more than a couple connections on here I genuinely value tremendously - the love of my life, obviously, but there are also a bunch of you that I consider something approaching Friends. you probably know who you are, and if you want to stay in touch somehow, please reach out - but in general, the weird simulation of sociality that exists in online spaces usually actually makes me feel more alone. not exactly a profound realization, but one I've felt a lot lately.
will I be back? maybe, but not in this form... the 'omnifuneral' brand/moniker/idea is something that I don't relate to or even think is particularly cool anymore, and if I really return to making any sort of content it's probably going to be a lot more personal and tied to my actual likeness and lived experience. I have a substack and similar spun up that I haven't used yet; I'm kind of looking for a 'clean break' on a bunch of fronts anyway so whatever I do next probably won't be signposted here - I will admit to a habit of number-watching on any platform that provides numbers which is both unhealthy and kind of sad. I used to talk a lot about making things for the sake of making them, kind of audience-agnostic... I really need to embody that more.
anyway, this is an insane ramble, but the crux is this: I was pretty committed to remaking my life more or less from the ground up this year, and that's still happening, so I need to lock the fuck in and show up for the people and things that actually matter - my relationship, my education, my art, my fitness, getting the fuck out of samsara. the version of me I am striving towards does not spend their time fucking scrolling, so... I gotta go.
I hope anyone who reads this is doing great, and I hope... your own paths, whatever they look like, lead to something like happiness, or fulfillment, or love.
thanks for hanging out, it has been cool.
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"the mirror doesn't look like me"
2015, 2025
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she told me "don't dwell"
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reject, deny, refuse
2015
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thought about getting older
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Erik Davis, 'Hard Rain Drops' @ Burning Shore
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apple's spellcheck likes to autocorrect 'suchness' to 'muchness' and that feels like a metaphor for everything that's wrong with everything
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death as a concept, god as a concept, et cetera
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