Have you looked at the sky lately? It’s the talk of the town. This morning, a sun burning through a sheen of clouds, making a sunrise of pastel pink and orange, last night, a big bright moon surrounded by stars – it’s hard not to look up. In prettier moments, it makes me feel smallContinue reading “february 11, 2025 – performative journaling at the End of the world”
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november 26, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world
You wouldn’t know it from the way you’re reading this now, after it’s been typed and lazily proofread, but I’m changing up the PJ this morning by writing it first by hand. My hope is the change in rhythm will return me to a voice more approximate to something genuine, closer to something more approximateContinue reading “november 26, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”
october 8, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world
Writing feels best when it’s surreptitious, a secret, the act of a child reading past bedtime with a flashlight under the covers. What is usually a leisurely, contemplative activity is, today, a combative rush, something done quietly in a found moment at work. It’s a busy day, is what I’m trying to say. Today, I’mContinue reading “october 8, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”
september 17, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world
These weekly entries have become a prison of my own making. Today’s entry is brought to you by my last vestige of discipline. It’s not that there’s nothing to say, and only boring people get bored; given the size and scope of the world’s most dominant problems, my petty inconveniences and half-baked thoughts on my relativelyContinue reading “september 17, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”
september 3, 2024 – performative journaling at the end of the world
So far, I’ve tried to resist turning these into laundry lists of recent experiences. I don’t want them to become meta-explorations of my inability to think of anything to write about, either. There are pages and pages like that in my personal journals, but to put the “performative” in the performative journal, I feel aContinue reading “september 3, 2024 – performative journaling at the end of the world”
august 20, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world
The world doesn’t get less scary. We just get older. People are resilient because they have to be and while the world is unequal in how it distributes advantages, nature itself is indiscriminate. It’s not that no one is safe, but that safety is a transient state, and that every calm moment is a gift. Continue reading “august 20, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”
matt nilsen 