Dreams
︎︎︎ Bebe Zeva
︎ Aug 4, 2025
Deep down inside my body there are tube-shaped doohickeys conspiring to produce my consciousness by doing complicated quantum smell math I don’t need to understand to be powered by
These bootstrapped polymer bundles have no will of their own except to invent mine
When I go to sleep, they meet in darkness and play reruns of old topologies to keep the engine running while I ghost them
There’s no one to stop them from cueing scenes out of order, no one to direct their articulation into doubles
Microtubules in exile, brazenly shitposting
These bootstrapped polymer bundles have no will of their own except to invent mine
When I go to sleep, they meet in darkness and play reruns of old topologies to keep the engine running while I ghost them
There’s no one to stop them from cueing scenes out of order, no one to direct their articulation into doubles
Microtubules in exile, brazenly shitposting
Bebe Zeva is a former child star and writer from Las Vegas.