Stop trying to make me do things.
I'm trying to write my thesis.
do not drag me to your shenanigans.
Like making these rad rolling papers.
Or publishing dank Bob Ross sea monsters
in books about psychedelics and art.
Or doing MSPaint.exe live performance collab to your experimental shower and washing machine
drone music composition.
Or publishing a series of articles as spicy as Sichuan cuisine in a top newspaper of the country, evoking the anger of the indoctrinated, which I had the pleasure to face in a six-month-long battle for the truth and freedom of speech.
Or providing graphics to journal articles,
issue covers, or study books used by all
Finnish high school students.
Or holding a lecture(?) on the main stage of a music festival.