Philip K Girldick🔜2027

lydia tár WILL return in:

béla tarr and the tarrs

will to paw-her

he's an ally

they call her the descartes of foot fetishes. soggy toe, ergo cum

when you're watching a baby show with your age regressor girlfriend and start making marxist critiques

'ur being 2 obvious about the regime change bro, tone it down'

1/200 S2E180 - 70 Million Litres of Untreated Wastewater — 1/200 The government coalition have heavily signaled their 2026 campaign approaches but this has gone mostly missed by the media. NZ infrastructure is on its last legs and there’s no overt push to bring tha...

1/200 S2E180 - 70 Million Litres of Untreated Wastewater

The coalition have heavily signaled 2026 campaign approaches

NZ infrastructure is on its last legs and there’s no overt push to bring that into a national conversation.

w/ @l11p.bsky.social @mythros.bsky.social @kyledchurch.bsky.social

Well done on making it to another Friday :)

chicks love it when you go a little super saiyan for 'em

we're getting the whole farmyard in here

autism barks

this happened to my buddy june

when michelin maps have a bib on the restaurant that means they can put my girlfriend into a high chair there

good girl

has to be t4t, the shotacon needs to be an older woman in the misato milf mould

shotacon is okay if the shota is a trans girl

jif cream cleanser

getting a puppygirl sick cause you put the wrong jif on your dick

All the Lights They killed a poet today. I watched her through the screen in my hand. Wheel turned, single terror barrel aimed and— we had a child in the back we have a child he’s six please he’s at school, my wife my wife—sticky covered blood face and glovebox toys through the windshield and snow. He feared for his lie. Fled under red traffic lights. They descended in swarm. They made a war, a terrible groaning metal wrenching sound, a fury on spics and blacks and trannies to-day and tomorrow and for ten thousand years reign. Fill the tanks with oil and the moat with bodies around that white house for the white man is back, never left. Her college bio said she made messy art with her daughter. Like a Pollock. Like a Pollock they orphaned a child today, sweet and messy on your hands. They cleared the streets tomorrow for ten thousand years. Brushed away the leaves like machinegun blowers. If only—said the leaders who bent knees against it— the solitary finger pull’d the trigger was better trained if only those boots shined blue. A hundred million more cried for their aching loss of the right to be kettled and beat. What will become of all this paint, these signs, my brunch.

Run all the bitter spittle tears you want on the control board there is no one at the control board. It’s empty. Stand at the door, in the street and knock. Taste and see. The world is ours to witness drain away. Every single lamp winks out to dark and comes alive in spectral pulse: All the lights are blinking scarlet red.

wrote a poem about the last couple of days

New Zealand is the United States with a polite token-indigenous veneer. Or, thought of conversely, Trump's United States is us further along in history, with Clark's New Zealand a data point along that trajectory. Kneecapping the possibility of socialism only results in barbarism.

It's not possible for a person who presided over a colonial state apparatus firstly to decouple from the ideology of western supremacy, chauvinism and postwar surveillance; and secondly to value all human life equally. Losing or never having that is a requirement of the job.

that's is very cool! but, you know, poking the imperial bear and doing Very Cool Things while easily locatable seems.. i worry a touch if it's that easy to find you

does this not bode very poorly for opsec if postal workers can find you from the internet handle?

don't tempt fate, masturbate

came together from discord diapersex and said 'merry christmas' to each other we share one braincell

NZ government website page, 'How to Submit a Notice of Objection to Someone's Wedding'

reading theory

riding the bus as a redditor is like, wow i'm riding the bus and thanks for the cold, mean stranger

fahrenheit is for boys bc the number is bigger

cucking my girlfriend by making out with the boy lion on her little kingz

he's being animated by some nefarious forces for sure