Ok sorry to open like this, but I do feel like a lot of our fears stem from a fear of impermanence, which is related to a fear of death. I didn’t come here to write about d**th (keep reading) but I am curious about all the ways impermanence might flower. I guess I’m using impermanence in a super specific way, I mean like when a mark isn’t left. Like in Balto (1995) when the evil dog covers Balto’s tracks to make it look like he never walked there. An action without consequence.
Sometimes when we say things out loud, or write about it on our underground cult classic food blog, they feel much more real and recognized as true ((an action having consequence)). When we acknowledge something existed, that thing becomes validated - something indigenous populations are acutely aware of. When a child is in pain, they need to be heard for the suffering to alleviate. I feel that after a breakup, only friendship, acknowledgement, and understanding with that person will create closure and the ability to feel peaceful about the relationship. ‘Forgetting’ when something happened annihilates its existence, and confuses us, because why would feelings so strong have no home?
I guess some people make peace with impermanence (my definition), good for them, but I like to look at it the opposite way which is that everything lasts forever. Every feeling comes back, every person returns in some way or form, things carry on and become other things. If something isn’t meant to be Now it’s possible it will thread back through your life at a different time. Things pile on top of other things like the wheat paste ads in downtown, when we forget what’s under each poster until the cemented layers eventually give out from the accumulated weight and start to fold. We cut our hair and it falls to the ground and decomposes and makes beautiful dirt. The 2nd law of thermodynamics is that energy is neither created nor destroyed, it just shifts from form to form. I’ve been thinking about Will’s instagram bio,
“nothing is ever lost forever” might be the most optimistic sentence I can think of. What’s happened has never died.
BEING a new t*ttoo artist I have inevitably become more positioned into that world recently — a space way more communal than I could’ve imagined, as every tattoo on someone’s body has to correspond with the ones around it done by other artists — and I’ve become more fascinated with how tattoos age over time. I like when they age bad. I like when they fall out and when people blast over them. When someone goes swimming with a healing tattoo, it ends up looking like a watered down puddle of ink. A lot of ancient mummy tattoos still look incredible.
Do mummies still have food in them? Digestion takes about 2-5 days from start to finish, which is like, well however many meals that is for you. But I guess for some that could mean you’re dealing with something you ate 15 meals ago. Google says the foods that take longest to digest are red meat, whole milk, hard cheese, and nuts. I keep encountering people who swallow their gum which surprises me, since everyone knows it takes 7 years to digest. Brian said he sometimes chews food with gum in his mouth.
“Food for thought”
Summer Cuisine:
Gabby didn’t like this but I thought it tasted like strawberry shortcake
smores
Noon’s a genius, food collab coming soon….
special pozole
pride cake
Megan’s bday
guy subletting Noah’s room literally smoking weed out of an apple
I’m absolutely obsessed with this meal Sophie makes after work: rice with canned tuna, soft boiled eggs and soy sauce.
Much love and Stay cool
xx