Michael Ackroyd

the memes are turning apocalyptic

we need @jonstewart to run for potus right fucking now

How colors got their names

Welcome to my new followers! Others may dismiss you, but I love and accept you my sweet bots 🫶🏻

Go home Jupiter, you're drunk @physicsJ

I am soft today. Gentle and receptive. All the motion of the world Pours through, in Vast and airy Rivers.

Microwave burglary. It was hot and it was here. Now there’s just speckles and steam. Did someone actually take my coffee?

Alarm, something approximating breakfast, nicotine lozenge, green tea in place of coffee, 2nd cup, 3rd cup. #KillingEve sound design is clever, procrastination prods me into the self-flagellation zone, itchy but not itchy enough to itch. So serious all the time. Very, very dull.

1:47am was late once. Bringing that thick fear of overshot-bedtime whiplash. Now it stares at me too often. But I still dream Of 10pm bedtimes And the rising sun. Of vertical digestion, And no fkn chirpy fkn chirp chirps. Of six glorious sleep cycles, I still dream.

Always looking for what isn’t now filling the senses. Behind all action, a hair-thin trickle of unlived and unforgotten things.

Spotify is 16 years old, billions invested, went public making investors a boatload, barely turns a profit. No new ideas. Still vaunted as the most plausible future model for music. Opensea likely makes 9 figures profit yearly. Artists happy. When does the narrative shift?

A tenant in turmoil; tonight I will do what must be done. De-cobweb the unlooked-at pots and pans on the top shelf, face the otherworldly grime under the bathroom sink, dash the hopes of the happily propagating moths and their wriggling larvae behind the fridge. Truly terrifying.

A painting representing the surgical treatment of breast cancer - Richard Tennant Cooper.

Trigger happy calm, kitchen appliances scream, I fake you out, I make bread for the 4th time in my life, kneed dough, flour under my fingernails, cool head in cool air, anxieties flaring out across the floorboards.

@SorelleAmore Cooked

Describe your current mind space in 1 word

Why is this funnier cause I lost $8K and just got my card declined trying to buy bread and 3 tomatoes. 😂 #Lunacrash

Healthy pullback.

My teeth grind and I tweet here for no one, yet. The days are long and heavy, Nights yawn-filled and itchy eyed. Tooth and nail I fight to accept my body, make peace with my limitations, carve out the dream I am so desperate to live within.

If I don’t finish my album by the 30th of June 2022, I will cut off my toe-lids and bake them into a small pastry, hold a market stall selling a variety of small pastries, and promptly surrender to the celestial authorities for a cosmic spanking.