Posts Tagged: ‘cult’

i’m out here glitchin

November 8, 2020 Posted by the writer

… but my screen won’t load

“LIVIN WHILE THE SUNSET”

in New York i millie rock

November 8, 2020 Posted by the writer

hide it in my sock

and i’m on da block

#moodAF

Nick Snider is not an asshole

October 23, 2020 Posted by the writer

Nick Snider really wants to be an asshole.

I understand for me to even mention that name makes no sense, and I couldn’t agree more. I have no idea who that is.

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11 years. strong. don’t look.

September 24, 2020 Posted by the writer

Namaste blahg tribe.

The 11 year anniversary of FollowMeToNYC just went by. That’s 25% of my life.

… hollah at ur girl.

I’ve feebly tried to keep this alive for a minute. I consistently say I’ll come back daily, I try to act like I really care about having an inter-web present…

Truth be told. I don’t care. And I know it doesn’t matter.

I’ve come to correctly loathe the internet, particularly social media. I was lonely, broken and naive when I made this page. Some asshole I was married to left me, I was alone with no friends, I reached out for something…

I literally just laughed to myself.

Closing a decade of my life, I’m happy of this artwork. I like that people can come and peek a bit in on me.

However, I have no desire to maintain this anymore. Same as I don’t social media. I play with and delete profiles. I literally loathe being online. It’s never been me.

I’ll leave this page live and check in at some point. But I’m not going to keep saying “I’m coming back, I’m coming back!”

I’m not coming back. I belong to reality. You know, starry skies; human flesh; cello strings; real love.

Screen shit is bullshit. Fuck your likes, fuck your “friends”.

Hopefully we kiss cheeks in reality. Please raise a glass to my ELEVEN YEARS of repping.

I wish you could see my sky. I’m all grown up babies. I have a million more important things to do than be on some bullshit webpage.

… and so do you.

3 x 3 x 3

never a brand

July 25, 2020 Posted by the writer

I will never be a brand. A publisher or PR person will have an issue with this. And all this associates with why I’ve never wanted my ART to be my salary.

Money is gross. The world has been built and warped in westernised ways where it takes bread to get by. I get that. That’s why I worked for so long with the trust in our higher power that freedom would eventually find me and give me the capacity to help and do my greatest good.

I’m swimming in that now blahg family… flying free like usual. But super close to figuring ‘it’ out.

There are too many sides of me to be anything. So many successfuls shit on about their brand. I’m happy they’ve got money, but I can’t relate.

I feel like what makes me ME and enables me to add the greatest value to US is that I don’t align myself completely with anything. I mean, I’m an Artist. I’m spiritual.

That’s what I’ve got. Beyond that, see me any day and make a judgement if you need to.

It’s really gross (to me) that the new new is to hear humans getting money for some sort of mention about this or that being ‘on brand’.

What the fuck does that even mean?

I can’t ever let anyone direct my Art because that’s what the business wants.

My experience in business was writing for real business. All those pieces everyone complains about but inadvertently participates in every day… I researched it Wall Street style for close to a decade.

My art isn’t a business. I will never write the way anyone tells me to. I don’t need or want the approval of a system to validate my soul. I don’t need Amazon to put out my pieces. I can’t stomach advertisements on any corporate medium.

OMFG.

… I think I’m going to start talking every day again.

Love, miss and value you blahg cult. One love. Always.

These are my two favourite songs today. Suck that up your brand.

#writerslife fuckers x o x


Matalan
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