#ky0 really was a nice game

[noragaming]

i was reading reviews for phoebe bridgers’s punisher album sometime, and i remember reading someone saying that the album made you feel things, but those loose ends weren’t tied. You went to the feelings, but never got around to the bit where they turn into reality. all the depression without the resolution. I listen to her songs sometimes, and it’s the middle of the night, and it reminds me of a dream i’ve had. of making cookies in an abandoned factory at midnight with my friends. the lawlessness. the emptiness of the highway. the dingy kitchen light. i’ve always hated switching on lights that only cover half the room; it makes me feel things i don’t know what to do with: a halfway-made person. it’s strange that this feeling is something that people can bring about, have created. I play a game, and I realise, oh, this is what I feel, and i don’t know what that makes me. feelings sometimes rip you away from the safe little space where you feel like yourself, or even feel real, as if you’ve become nothing. and it’s a genre of art? it blows my mind, that you can take something as lawless, as disconnected as that and make art which takes you to it. how you capture something so liminal, that disappears the second you put it to words?