ahahahahahahhahahaaaaaahaaaaa heeeyyyyyyy here I am spiraling out ov the abyss and gracing your inbox with some psychedelic analog collage art and my first real transmisson in this blessed email portal realm

HOW IS YOUR SOUL EGG, Reader? Did you know that you are GOD? Do you remember how to laugh so hard the ocean boils? Do you keep playing the same tricks on yourself? Is it scary to be in control?

Hello, friend!!!

Thanks for being one ov the very first humans to tune into my transmissions while I get this broadcast going.

So, I have gathered you all here today because I am disillusioned with social media & censorship & algorithms & stupid A.I.. I wanna share my art with you without any middlemen or puritanical community standards getting in the way ov what I have to say. I made some art recently, which I will share in the transmissions to come, that would surely result in social media shutdown by the community standards police... so, I decided it was time to finally carve out my own little digital world to share my unfiltered creations with you, my beloved audience & tribe.

It is only me, HANNAH HADDIX, on the other end ov this digital shoe-phone, so please feel free to respond to my emails like a friend. I want to hear back from you. These emails aren't one-way broadcasts. You are welcome to reach back into the abyss and conjure up spells in the mystical language ov The-Queen's-English and psychically communicate with me through your magic keyboard.

How funny it is to ALL BE GOD running around, bumping into each other as we scramble to remember our power and oneness. How funny to be trapped in the illusion ov linear time where we spiral into all the tenses, while somehow avoiding the ever-present present. The slippery NOW.

Hey, how do YOU like to grasp the slippery NOW? What is your magical portal into the all-consuming NOW, where all thoughts about past and future slide away into an electric tunnel ov devoted presence? What are you obsessed with, God?

Anyways. Let's all kneel in the Cathedral ov Arte and pray to the ever-inspiring-inspiraling Muse. May she dance in our hearts, minds and visions and bless us with abundant gifts ov opulent grandeur and beauty. May we find her smiling light in all things spooky and challenging. May we embrace our divinity and have BIG HAHA FUN while making our fucking dreams come true. Amen.

*God in a clown nose & corpse paint sticking her tongue out*

BIG LOVE & GOLD BLESS YOU

Your friendly cyberhood neighbor,

P.S. PLEASE ENJOY THIS FOREVER COOL BUTTHOLE SURFERS VIDEO. I WATCHED IT LAST NIGHT AFTER SEEING "THE TEXAS CHAIN SAW MASSACRE" FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER (WTF) AND I WAS REMINDED THAT IT IS PRETTY MUCH A PERFECT MUSIC VIDEO. GOLD BLESS UNCLE GIBBY HAYNES; MAY HE LIVE FOREVER. AND GOLD BLESS MY FOREVER BOYFRIEND JUSTIN FOR ALWAYS CURATING A COOL TIME; MAY HE ALSO LIVE FOREVER.

​