Whenever I think of digital angels, Eartheater📖 is the first person who comes to mind. "I feel a high tide in my eyes" whenever I have to put my phone away and go to sleep. I don't want to leave this digital heaven.

The last time I walked barefoot on grass was probably three weeks ago, during my Swiss civil service… - Anatole Muster📖

The beginning of September. I always make sure to get outside as soon as the weather's right. I was in Joburg... - Carol Khaas📖

I spent the winter spiraling down an incredible rabbit hole. I'm not sure what I was searching for but I found myself comforted by the HORSES📖 Youtube channel. There was something sincere about how the author covered the human condition. Maybe there's a truth that can only be discovered at a distance, behind a screen. I mean, even the sun would burn you with a half-told truth about its light if you got too close. Maybe there's something to that.

My artistic journey has been quite an interesting one. I've always seen myself as a creative person, but... - King Shabazz📖

I think it's been a lot of figuring out; It's taken immense discipline to commit to a presiding idea and constantly plug into it... - Thando Phenyane📖

There's no recipe, you have to just live, laugh, love, hurt, grow, fail and start again... - TNXBK📖

I remember walking home drunk one evening, listening to Rosier📖's song 'Feelings' on repeat and feeling a lifetime's worth of existential dread compressed into one short walk. For some reason I kept thinking, "It's God vs the internet right now." I didn't know what it meant then, and I still don't. But I feel it deeply.

I often drift through Kolroy Studio📖's Instagram, caught in daydreams of adventures I've never lived. Their feed holds the ethereal spirit I'm always reaching for, a distant nature. I'm so far away, sometimes I think that even if I had the Midas touch, nothing would turn to gold.

I think they will remember a time of contradiction: grief and possibility together. A period when communities faced deep inequality, environmental crisis, and ongoing histories of violence, yet continued to make new forms of care, solidarity, and art.… - Greer Valley📖

I think we are at the birth of something really powerful and beautiful. The old guard is being replaced with something that has so much more agency and is grounded in sharing and breaking the 4th wall which is really important in ushering in a new consciousness… - Zano📖

I remember being on shrooms with this girl i liked. We were listening to Video Age📖's Pleasure Line album. It was a beautiful day and she started dancing and rolling around on the grass. Sadly i'd never seen her that happy.

Something shifted on the 1st of January 2020 (derogatory). Covid was the worst time of my life mentally, emotionally and creatively. A year into it I moved to Joburg because… - Queen Lohaanda📖

It hasn't been one moment, difficulty presents itself often and is a guaranteed constant, I believe. When there have been times that I've considered giving up, I try to think logically about what else I would do that would feel as purposeful and would ignite this much spark in my belly… - Candice Erasmus📖

Distance is an evil so great that even the Gods have succumbed to it. And yet we overcome it without so much as a word. We're always together. I'm exactly where you want me to be, always peering in. Liking and sharing. You will never be alone again.

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Sometimes after I finish listening to an M.T. Hadley📖 album I block my ears and yell out your name repeatedly until someone stops me.

YOU'VE FORGOTTEN TO REMEMBER BUT YOU PROMISED YOU'D PROMISE: My TV is lonely because I'm on Bumble right now, desperately trying to match with myself. I know it sounds unbelievable, but with each swipe, each passing face is slowly starting to resemble my own. This is everything. This is the singularity. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5XfCVk2gZCY

Now It's two in the morning and I'm staring at your profile again. You've become so burnt into my eyes that I can still see you when I close them. I built this whole world around you, and in here, we're never apart. Sometimes I linger online waiting for you to post. I like to catch your instagram stories early, "posted 33 seconds ago." "Good, still warm," I think to myself, as I take a suspiciously slow bite of my banana. I know I sound crazy, like a man with mould on his soul. I'm slowly thrusting my pelvis right now, listening to Phil Collins. "I can feel coming in the air tonight." I'm relentless. I'm scrolling. I'm screenshotting. My phone is so close to my eyes that my glasses are fogging up. There goes my pelvis again, voracious. I can't look up from this screen, because the only place I've ever truly felt at home at is on your profile.