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I was a cook, then studied archaeology (AS) at the community college and anthropology/religious studies (BA) at the university. I might go back if my health improves but for now I'm healing from #longcovid, slowly adding things like painting, sculpture, and gardening to the things I can do without crashing.
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profile picturefuture robot archaeologist uncovering monster skull. pencils and ink in sketch notebook by mayday
banner picturea being formed by bones, vegetation, and fungus, surrounded by more of the same, reaches toward a decaying and overgrown factory. fountain pen and brushed colorful inks on bristol board by mayday
writing and drawinghttps://madpiratemayday.substack.com/
Above their deep and dreamless sleep

The silent stars go by

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the most dangerous place on the most hospitable planet

or, how can I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart?

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Still around

I just wanted to pop up and wave so y’all don’t think I’m dead.

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"If we tax the rich they will just leave."

So?
Let them leave.
Pretty much anywhere they go they'll need to pay taxes.
They can't take the land, houses, resources, or infrastructure they're hoarding.
They're not doing us a favour, Trickle down is a lie.
If they're only staying as long as they can avoid contributing their fair share, why would we want them here anyway?

Either they contribute to the society that benefits them or they leave and free up their stash.

Bye bye. We can do better.

People always ask, "Where is Bigfoot?" But they never ask, "How is Bigfoot?"

Yeti never complains..

"The most ordinary soundscapes soothe me, a memory of how the world sounded when the pedal broke off my bicycle and I had to walk everywhere, how walking from my neighborhood to the new-ish mixed use area on the way to the commissary felt uncanny, so many sounds, so many changes in terrain from day to day due to construction and unloading vehicles. I still see it in my mind as many places at once, places that all exist now like map overlays ..."
#memory #longcovidstories #walking #commute

"A melody drifts through shuddering cicadas and traffic rumbling on 35.

I can’t make it out — it is far but moving closer."

#weather #chickadees #birds #HackberryHop #music #ghosts #poetry #cajun #CleomaBreaux #JoeFalcon

https://madpiratemayday.substack.com/p/distant-music-fading-ghosts

distant music, fading ghosts

a month in the past, a break from heat, a brief passing rain

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"In the library, maps fade and crumble but some memory persists, with rice starch and micro-thin tangles of mulberry tissue maybe I can knit them together, redraw faded forests, dry rivers, eroded coastlines …" #memory #longcovidstories

https://open.substack.com/pub/madpiratemayday/p/a-memory-of-theory?r=25ny58&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web

a memory of theory

the old maps fade and crumble

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Please no, I didn't order the usual!

Can’t sleep, listening to music, riding out some new covid flare that basically makes everything more painful, too loud, and too bright (turning off some lights and down some music right now omg), and I apologize for sending out another post so soon, but I just want to share something about living in Austin that has been driving me CRAZY for decades

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