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Save  Gaza from Genocide 🇵🇸
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motherfcker 






NOV. 9.2024 : YY i heart J.G.


It’s starting to feel like February of 2020 again 

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OCT.2.2024 OF JULY 6. 2023 

MY PEN STUB IS GETTING DULL,
I PRESS HARD WHEN EMOTION TRAVELS THROUGH NERVES

IM A FRUSTERATED FLY WHEN AT HOME
WHAT’S HONESTY WHEN THOUGHTS SWITCH A HEARTBEAT

I STARE AT THE MIRROR IN PASSING
YOUR BODY IS CHANGING, AS IS MY MIND
I COMPLIMENT MYSELF, “WOAH! MY BRAIN IS ABSORBING SO MUCH!”
SO WHY DON’T YOU APPLAUD THE GROWTH OF YOUR BODY?
TO SHAKE THOSE HIPS AND JIGGLE ZA MARACAS .

I SMILE AT ME IN THE MIRROR TODAY,
“EYES A LIL SWOLLEN, BUT THE SMILE GETS BRIGHTER’
BACK IN 2015 I COULDN’T FIGURE OUT HOW TO SMILE WITHOUT STITCHING MY CORNERS, A LINE DECLARING A LIE.
LACKING THERE WAS THE HUM.

AI BRO’S WANT SOME HOES
AI BRO’S ‘SUCCEED’ IN LIFE (MONEY WISE)
TOO MUCH WORK AND HIRES ASSISTANT.
THEN MEETS SPOUSE AT LOCAL GREENJUICE
LET’S WORKOUT, ME N YOU!
ON THE TREADMLL, THE VIEW’S HELLSKITCHEN.


(Ai bro meets his wife)


SEPT . 22.24                        Journal spread from January




SEPT.3.2024
Check Monica Okello’s Thesis : https://ualshowcase.arts.ac.uk/@monicaokello


9.2.2024
what colors dominate your wardrobe????
mine are red , grey, and yellow. 
teehee

8.23.2024
2500 lbs of magazine transfers on my hand.
Anne Hathaway became. My colors feel dimmed, how many times must I justify patience for equations that do not add up? 
Still, the illusion of the industries pretty skyline fills me with the ever prevalent Western delusion of success. 


FOR REAL, VOTE IN NOVEMBER ! IT . WILL . MATTER .
https://youtu.be/VfVn9vE1HBQ?si=rsNEAWsw2_nfeUwR


LISBOA :






big chilling at the park . Wale 




JULY 14 2024 : MADRID JOURNAL 2








JULY 10 2024 : STAIRCASE JOURNAL 3





JULY 9 2024 : Staircase Journal 2









JULY 8 2024 : Staircase Journal 1

 





JUNE 9
2024
Being with people revitalizes me.
Being in certain environments can also kill my energy.
My extroverted side of the mind’s charisma hops in engagement.
Speaking to strangers can make me smile more than somebody I’ve already met and discussed with.
i wonder why.
well, i know why.

Being by myself gives me a different type of energy that nobody else can.
I love the way that i can talk to myself out loud. i love that i can queue music to my own liking and mood instead of having to read the taste of the different friend group each time. Too many friends, too many vibes, too many music tastes to adjust to . But for myself, it’s solely dopamine bangers each time without feeling too selfish about my own taste.

May the cool summer breeze of music decorate the time in your mind's theater. And take yourself out on a 2 day long date .
It will help to break down this illusion that being alone is a bad thing. 



My review on fashion students: 

You can have the coolest wardrobe but it won’t mask your inner energy.
Being cool = being an asshole
asshole = selective
selective= exclusive
exclusivity is a capitalistic tool to separate the rich from the rest in history. 

just know, when you choose to be an asshole, you’re another slave to capitalistic construct. 






yes?

April 12 TwehV.2024



4/11/2024 the brits prefer it 11/4/2024



bro click it. 



3.23.2024 1:46pm 





2.12.2024 11:40AM

If David Lynch said stealing was a sin, and that it lowered your energetical frequency, I’d quit today. 
Only david lynch. 


Nikola Tesla the inventor of AC [alternating current] electricity. Elon Musk sure loves his batteries. 




2.8.2024 or 8.2.2024 as they do here.
Been at the csm library twice or thrice a week . Nasa of art school’s jesus. Fuck you Pratt stingy facility fuck yu.  Every book i need they got... Coffee and banana give me weird breth. Gum isn’t that big here in London I believe... British people have been kinder than New Yorkers thus far. I’m also sunken on this turquoise king size bed.

SQUAT / and New Bike / Tagging / Grey 


6.29.2023 3:21pm

(Lacrimosa)
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart 
is the  most extravagant name ever given to a human. it’s kinda evil. evil genius. 


daisuki na papa to sannpo   NOV 17. kimi’s gdi

Blessed. Blessed. 

I feel your love so deeply. 
I feel love from your palms that directed towards the sun atop the slope. 

you obeyed, rather gave in to my nagging, 
and took off your maroon gloves to absorb vitamin D through those pores.

but your joints were so fragile while descending the slope. 
you don’t show dissapointment when I call for home and then cancel

I am not far ways from home. 
but when i ring your phone to hint that i’ll stop by,
you always make sure to defrost extra food
Or make my favorite eggplant dish. 
it’s because you want us to experience the opposite of your childhood,
a parentless apartment and cut off electricity.  

you hide intense emotion,
writing that makes me tear up in class. 

watching you cook me a huge breakfast as endearment makes the sun halo around your silhouette that somehow feels shorter than it used to. 

A bellybutton-less papa .
A man who ceased generational trauma. 




NOV 27. Defining Love at the Probation Castle 11pm.


NOV 17. 11:05 AM  [kimi’s]

I can’t comprehend your pain enough. 
That distraught you are placed through.
In some moments you cried out utter peace, 
I question the human mind
I question the fluidity of emotion 
I question concrete decisions
I question intuition to paranoia
I question right from wrong
            wrong to right, 

            because my left is your right. 
            & your right is your biased opinion that my mind will interpret on the spectrum of this given description. 

Perhaps I do push for control. 
How can I not in this chaos of miscontrued perceptions we each hold against our free will? 

I hug you to cover your sobs.
the warmth of your neck is so real i thank that i get to be human.  
Even your sniffles sound fake to me. 
Trust is like a filter, 
My right ear perceives your word, 
and by the time the echo of your last word has left your throat, my mind has done the doubting. 

All we wanted was the reassurance of Love. 
To escape the isolation of losing another loved one. 

i can’t afford. 
i do not love  it. 
But i care for it like a cradle I cannot detach from

I now wait. 



The Door.

Minus an ‘S’ and Jim Morisson. [12.25.2023] 11:09 pm

Having a door is a privilege. 
Had a room to myself for the first time in my life. 
The door. The psychology of a door. 

What I mean is, privacy is a privilege. A door is privilege. A single door that creaks back and forth is accountable for so much privacy
You get to close it when you want to close the world off like a light switch.
It’s not a big deal to those in my surrounding community but it pretty much rocked my world. it enhanced my process of thought, and I developed a better comfortability around the hush-hush.
Prior to college I always shared a room with my younger brother. That had its valid merits, like being able to study another human being in my peripheral vision at all times whether I liked it or not. 
That is deeply linked to the observational skills both my brother and I have accquired. So here is a list
pros and cons of having a room w a door 
Pro’s: 
- Music at your free will 
- your own rules govern the space
- masturbation
Con’s:
- Time gets lost, aka sleep schedule
- if a cockroach appears, you are responsible for it. 




website transfer still in progress. Taking final projects serious .. back Winter break xo stay fuckign swag 
12.20.23






BCE / CE used as opposed to BC / AD-  First done by Jewish Writers in 1856. This is what I think of when I hear New Materialists dismantling our anthropocentral ways of thinking and innovation.A red flag to me is somebody who throws food into their shopping cart. Like manners should extend beyond your fingertips, truly reflects your level of gratuity. And gratuity is much more than feeling thankful... it speaks about your soul level . It reveals.






JULY 23 2023

1:45PM




JULY 4 2023
There is this genre of music within me that I am so attracted to. It is a genre-felt. 
A state of mind My mom described today as : Cleavage girl who possesses a provocative voice to nurture power of reassurance within herself.  
You're often attracted to songs that are sexy but asserts a tone that it is not for the male attention but solely for the Self.
Mama you know me too well.
kudos to you for describing a vibe so tightly on the bull.
There is a certain genre I love that I once described as : A woman laying on the edge of a cliff like an open palm, completely naked. No sexual connotations.  Just romanticizing being one with the dirt and self.
The female moan that is seductive but purely nonsensual. She moans with power that radiates from the ground of the heart.



1 JULY  1  2023 [2am]
It's actually all pretty simple. But the mind likes to overcomplicate and overthink fuckshit , so Salamander-ing to devolve like Ben makes absolute sense.
(Bender, pg.1) Professor- this MLA format do it for you?!


You are reading my stream of consciousness. I'd appreciate it if you are because this is a locket of the only version of myself in this very moment. So opinions bound to change. But I've yet to conquer Ulysses past the blurb and page 1 in Strand bookstore.  I don't believe in weekdays either. Mayan calendar has brought discontent upon my personal pace.  I am changing aggressively, and to that I'll have to toast it to the counting days of my steps here on Earth from August 4 2003 to today. There are a couple things I keep reciting to all my friends, and strangers, and people I meet on the spot- usually at a party of anonymous faces I experiment perspectives on. For one- I love asking people's view on levels of critique and how to avoid an egotistical stance. People's body language and words leak so much information on just who they are- just because I pride in grabbing a hunch of their person does not mean I should be judgmental. Alex pointed out that was a very New Yorker thing. Yea- we are a lil cocky.

I think it's okay to hate on people normalizing $7 coffee and avocado toast.


Trying to get ahold of where my ego stands though. Siddhartha has never slipped into my life at such divine timing. Chinese philosophy is super heavy on ego-dissolution. Well, 19 year old me thinks a certain supply of ego is NECESSARY.

2. I'm getting real tired of speakin bout Ai. But I'm the one picking fights with tech bro's and gal's.  Meeting an insane ratio of tech-industry people which explains the modern demographic of gentrified neighborhoods in NY.  Bushwick, Bedstuy, Ridgewood, Greenpoint, god get me fuckin started on Williamsburg. Trecking through Williamsburg on a Saturday afternoon makes ME feel like the outsider. So to compensate- I racked a bowl of hot food from WholeFoods and ate it with utmost pleasure at the pier with my dear friend Irtaja.
2
I didn't want to leave because I felt a deep need to sit with the side of myself that unlocked the manipulation of my own emotions. I often phrase how 'dirty' adults are; DIRT-defined as power wrongfully used. No purity, calculated feelings, bursts of irregular mood swings that felt empowering. It felt so POWERFUL! To toy with having power over another is never great but it felt that way. It's what I despise most in society- and that day I was them. The dirty adult vs. teenage morality struggling to recognize myself.  If I were religious, surely I was guilty of being thrown into a mudbath of lectures and sex coated in Chocolate. HA!

Been keeping ahold of the very details of my aura. Trying to keep it in check so that the universe and I are on the same page of growth and perspiration. (yes, sweaty.) Clarity has never been so empowering, daring, and lonesome. Time to rework the relationship with rolled cigarettes that buzzz a stimulant yearning in the mind. NO hesitance behind peeping to my Japanese parents that I am addicted and am craving a puff post- graduation dinner. This new level of raw filterless household living has allowed them to be equally as open. My mother confides. Words and expressions of which would have crushed a girl's soul even a year ago.  She notions towards her bed for me to lay next to her. My entire life she pushed me away when I would cuddle up against her. So you can say it took me by surprise. I think it was her who said it's much easier to listen to other people's struggles. In the moment I disagreed harshly as all the gore and raw words of everyday life and friends flashed like a heavy flood in my chest. But as I am writing- I believe she may be right.

I want to believe in marriage. But before that I need to define true love. I keep bashing a lot of people for loving at different levels. My definition is rather extreme. But fuck it, at least I'm aware of what I want to give and receive.

As i reread my words- this is an entry of a girl who had a sample of power dynamics and dominating. Struggling to slap a label on identity, pride, and ego- I critic the world around to reach better understanding for my own selfish needs. typical.truth.
 



Which artist wrote your experience?
My internal dialogue is Sheena Ringo discography. 
My sophomore year was written in the 808's of Massive Attack.
caffeinated water is a thing.
Caffeine as a compound added in water- tastes like literal water. 

Mike Pence vs Trump... doom.

Seattle's best Chinese spot: Saigon Deli 

Ground Control to Major Tom in this sun, first drag show. 

6.5-6.2023






The presence of summer easily confuses itself in repetition.
Summer 2023 has proven otherwise.
2023 is my best year thus far, with 2022 running second, 2014 in third.

Once a memory becomes an emotional sentiment Down a humid trail of warm filters with dark, contrasting vignettes. 

Suddenly, cheesy movies know what they are trying to recreate whilst also failing miserably.

They say memories change overtime.
Every time you revisit it, the emotional headspace associated with the moment will mount , and decrease the initial sense.

Which is why the brain subconsciously skews events. 

Every single week of my summer has been abundant. 
Enjoying French toast on a rooftop was honey on rust. 
I can witness without my chest swelling. 

Intimidated by my own capability these days.




There is so much unfathomable in human beings; we so often intrude, meaning no harm, and injure for no reason.
-Barry Lopez
June 2. 2023



I am now on the last spread of my 10th Journal.
I want to make an informational booklet on the various journaling layouts and styles I've experimented and found over the course of years.
Took me about my 6th book to realize my "style" in writing. Style in both experimentation and compositing elements. Never adhering to one simple layout.
5.24.2023 4:14 pm



May 13. 2023
My boy lucas Locustus Lorenzo features an entry:

Fridge. Refrigerator.
SUSPIRIOUS = A mysterious suspicion on one's face.
The foxes have been roaming around the outside of my room for the last four days and I'm starting to wonder if they want more of my dinner's gravy. I would love to know when our planet will come to its first haut.In the pseudo dimension of my nightly wonders, I keep finding myself trapped in the same rural farm shed where everyone else is simultaneously looking for a way out, though I just got here so I must be missing the reason as to what their agenda to escape is. No one speaks here. Everyone shows their five senses in ways I would never expect to see. He wears a mask that was had clearly been scathed off a boar's face. They tell me he walks around the farm with a gas gun that contaminates the skin in a heartbeat when exposed.



May 8 .2023 5:39 PM. 
[ Pt. 2. ]

Wish I had a prominent angry bone.
Dear Nosey, .



May 8th, 2023 : 5:19PM

Tomorrow is my last day as a Sophomore in College .

A Grand Year.

How the absorption of knowledge feels powerful and exerts hunger for more.
We humans don't know anything.

We humans control everything. 

We humans deceive. 

Tied to blood.

With Love, with pressure, with manipulation,
and often times boundaries that are usually unkempt.

My ex-boss, George laughed at a doodle of a child who wrote,
"How to get rid of Humans," 

when asked to come up with a logo for a bookstore.
An elementary schooler.

 We laughed in agreement because humans taint.
But I also love people so much, it's hard to keep my hands to myself or contain smiles when they are FREE to give out.

But they also hurt my feelings and overwhelm me a lot.
Genuine is rare.

Menstruation cycles are so magnificent.
Only ever felt that way today.
In a course of a week, this body shifts its shape, changes the discourse of how emotions sensitize.
  My hips widen, my lumps become more fun to cup with
my own hands. It's a sign that I am very, very, alive.

So alive that I bleed through layers of tampons,
pads, lingerie, my denim pants , and onto my boyfriends bed sheets.

TMI?

you are free to stop reading.
For I am just amazed at the power that this occurs
once a month, almost too fucking often. 

Before I realized it, my reflection in the mirror kept growing.
I am no longer in the body of a 4th grader trying on Forever 21 dresses that slid over my shoulder.

I have the free will to do as I wish.
I am mind blown.
And this train of thought was brought up by my  burgundy stain. 

Goddamn I will be 20 soon. But I have stopped attaching age to people. It boils down to the inner mentality.



$.@&.@)@# 4:11PM
I feel like a Egon Schiele character when highly caffeinated.





THE PERFECT ORCHESTRATION OF DAYS

BETWEEN RiPE AND ROTTEN IS HARD TO DECIPHER

LET THE GUT BLOAT TO ATTEST THE RESULT

BUT BY THEN IT'S A FATE INEVITABLE

I KNEW RASPBERRIES WERE THE ANSWER.

I GIVE YOU EYES, KNOWING THERE IS NO PRICE

I SOUGHT FOR SAND. 

THE MORE I CHASED,THE QUICKER IT CORRODED TO THE SEQUENCE OF ROPES.

FEBRUARY 18, 2023.




An Anti-design Manifesto by Neville Brody to the right.
My future children will be seeing this magnetized on the fridge every time they reach for juice.


This generation was replaced by he Thatcher / Reagan paradigm of Culture = Money. Thinkers became earners, Creatives became entertainers, and a whole dumbed-down generation now feels entitled to success and profit without having to work or think too muchWe are now left with a spiritual hollowness. The belief systems of consumption and commodity have been exposed as empty. Revolution is a distant echo lost in the white noise, and religion has been largely subsumed by globalisation. Virtual experiences have replaced human touch. Analogue culture is now the exotic.



(3.7.2023. 11:53AM) Tuesday Morning Lecture class








2:32 AM 4.23.2023
stranger danger jostles more clarity than my seven dollar dirty chai.Met this dude who bore a woman on a gold chain. He said it was his Grandma. True drip is Love & Appreciation for another. He continues to explain that her name was Beatrice. Then his homie who sat to the right of him was surprised because their mother's name was Also Beatrice! " She was a drug dealer back in the day (hence) why she's holding guns."
It was past midnight as I waited on the train for a looong time, but this encounter made it worth the wait.







(March 7, 0.2.3. 12:44 AM)














(23-27-02 FEB 27,  1:12 AM)


This decapitated head of Rick emulates a young fantasy of mine.

I found out about Michele Lamy a week ago.  And boy was I in awe. It scooped my inner love for expressionism that'd been defenestrated by a filter of college assignments and lack of time. 


Her look from Paris FSW 2020: Closely emulating my attachment issue in my childhood. My papa in particular. As a child I took leverage of my imagination, often times making myself sad. (?!) The one my head 'enjoyed' the most is : where I am stranded in a desert with nothing but my fathers head. I had a mental oath that even if it meant trudging through the heat of the Sahara, I'd carry a part of him with me till death.

And his head would be a talisman of my love.

The healing of time was to be neglected. 
Funnily enough, in this crystal clear visual that remains in my head, my father's decapitated head is always attached to my 6 year old self's right hip.  

So is Rick's in this flic.Rick and my Papa live a similar fate.






(February 23, 2023)

  7:28PM (Pratt Library  fl.3)

The new system of ATS is so rigged- it's a prime example of digital world neglecting real talents and skills due to "formatting" values being the priority.  ATS aka (Applicant Tracking System)-an automated system where your resume will not be touched nor glanced by the raw hands of recruiters. I hate the advancement of technology.
Or do I hate lazy humans being intelligent enough to feed laze and not realize they cannot take back what's been created.
 
#GeoffreyHinton











People are afraid of vulnerability. How can you not be? But I don’t want to lose to the ways of the World, therefore I share a lick. 


Manifesto