this one is not film but from the other night where I spent some time around some water photographing some intrigue.
i feel like over the last 6 months or so ive gone into abnormally deep depths relating to the chaos epoch and what that is,
heal street, new farm, aus. its crossroads time for Jacob and no this isn’t about chaos because im sure each and every route is riddle
chaos forever, bring on the bedlam and lather me in insanity, its all fine as the only really confirmation i have for these/those experiences is
could it be, it could… its really seemingly like it – the chaos, it’s subsiding, or at least it’s not chaos anymore but just an
2022, the year of utmost chaos, is almost done and as much as I wish the 31st of Dec marked the end of something other
Last night I was bathing, my favourite pastime that typically demands a roof overhead, except for hot tub or spring bathing which ideally is exclusively
the espresso paradox considers the point where the espresso’s speed benefits result in a longer completion time than if one had not spent time acquiring and consuming the espresso in the first place. this point is mostly controlled by one’s desire to consume the espresso, not the resulting time gains.