re HP7P2 livetweet (see also preparation/”pre-game” livetweet)
![*UPDATE* at the request of Harry Potter’s people I’ve made available for viewing/downloading/[anything] the full-size/2300px Che-rendered Harry Potter here and here *UPDATE*
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Harry Potter (as viewed from a “Che Guevara angle”) 1.3 seconds after accidentally “walking in on” Dumbledore using an empty Pixy Stix wrapper to audibly snort cocaine off the eyebrows and cheeks and nose and lips of a naked, grinning, 19-year-old woman who, in contrast to Dumbledore’s wild and unorganized movements, seems to be carefully petting only the head of Dumbledore’s ~15%-erect penis through the translucently thin fabric of an enormous muumuu that Harry Potter would never have guessed Dumbledore would want to wear and whose yellow-y paleness becomes, later in life, what Harry Potter remembers most vividly (and feels most troubled and inspired by) from this incident—how the muumuu’s near-colorlessness seemed paradoxically bright, to a degree that it was expressed more as an amount of consciousness than a derivation of wavelength, though what even is consciousness if not the existence of [Harry Potter, in his 20s and 30s, usually stops thinking at this point and simply allows what feels like a vaguely discerned irresolution to exist in him as a distant, mysterious, motivational force to focus on doing quantitatively productive things in concrete reality].
TAO LIN
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Previously: Dumbledore Levitating Valium, Adderall, Seroquel](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo84giWRuO1qzikspo1_500.png)
*UPDATE* at the request of Harry Potter’s people I’ve made available for viewing/downloading/[anything] the full-size/2300px Che-rendered Harry Potter here and here *UPDATE*
Harry Potter (as viewed from a “Che Guevara angle”) 1.3 seconds after accidentally “walking in on” Dumbledore using an empty Pixy Stix wrapper to audibly snort cocaine off the eyebrows and cheeks and nose and lips of a naked, grinning, 19-year-old woman who, in contrast to Dumbledore’s wild and unorganized movements, seems to be carefully petting only the head of Dumbledore’s ~15%-erect penis through the translucently thin fabric of an enormous muumuu that Harry Potter would never have guessed Dumbledore would want to wear and whose yellow-y paleness becomes, later in life, what Harry Potter remembers most vividly (and feels most troubled and inspired by) from this incident—how the muumuu’s near-colorlessness seemed paradoxically bright, to a degree that it was expressed more as an amount of consciousness than a derivation of wavelength, though what even is consciousness if not the existence of [Harry Potter, in his 20s and 30s, usually stops thinking at this point and simply allows what feels like a vaguely discerned irresolution to exist in him as a distant, mysterious, motivational force to focus on doing quantitatively productive things in concrete reality].
TAO LIN
http://heheheheheheheeheheheehehe.com/
Previously: Dumbledore Levitating Valium, Adderall, Seroquel
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Dumbledore skillfully demonstrating—to no one, alone in his room, suffering from insomnia—the extremely difficult, polycognitive, 2-wand/3-function technique for “small-object levitation” that he developed over 40 years ago and has since honed to virtuosic levels, privately and with immense shame, as the technique’s only known purpose is for [what he’s doing now], which occurs with such consistently surprising frequency that Dumbledore “can’t help but feel amused” whenever it happens again, despite his embarrassment and earnest disapproval of its seemingly unending recurrence (though usually he realizes “it has happened again” only after he’s ingested an amount of pills and is chemically inclined to feel amused about it): levitating pills [toward him], [away from him], [in place] for as long as 50 minutes while struggling in a neurotic and despairing manner to “calculate” the optimal combination of pills he should ingest to guarantee a satisfactory night’s sleep, maintain a relatively low tolerance for at least one class of drug, and appear functional to others the next day—an especially difficult decision tonight because Dumbledore is additionally trying to “factor in” that he keeps feeling like he “has to” pee (has gone to the bathroom six times in the past hour, each time “trickling” zero to five drops into the toilet) and that, in a horribly devastating* error, he ingested one of the three** Adderall that he initially levitated [toward him] thinking they were “orange Valium,” a nonexistent “hybrid pill” that he daydreamed about a few days ago while staring with 80% unfocused eyes at someone’s ear at a Quidditch match.
*Dumbledore has a low Adderall tolerance and likely won’t sleep at all tonight even if he ingests everything currently levitated that isn’t Adderall
**Dumbledore is currently levitating the remaining two Adderall [away from him] with an incredibly applied quality of controlled acceleration (the Adderall will decelerate beautifully, one can tell, as they near the dresser) that is truly virtuosic, having channeled most of his anger/frustration not into “curse words” or “hitting things,” like many of his peers, he feels, but “wand control”—something he learned to do as a small child and has always felt to be the principle factor in his success in life, not “talent” or “chance” or even “hard work”
TAO LIN
http://heheheheheheheeheheheehehe.com/
Previously: Extreme close-up of a 30mg Adderall](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnvcdlfhcg1qzikspo1_500.png)
Dumbledore skillfully demonstrating—to no one, alone in his room, suffering from insomnia—the extremely difficult, polycognitive, 2-wand/3-function technique for “small-object levitation” that he developed over 40 years ago and has since honed to virtuosic levels, privately and with immense shame, as the technique’s only known purpose is for [what he’s doing now], which occurs with such consistently surprising frequency that Dumbledore “can’t help but feel amused” whenever it happens again, despite his embarrassment and earnest disapproval of its seemingly unending recurrence (though usually he realizes “it has happened again” only after he’s ingested an amount of pills and is chemically inclined to feel amused about it): levitating pills [toward him], [away from him], [in place] for as long as 50 minutes while struggling in a neurotic and despairing manner to “calculate” the optimal combination of pills he should ingest to guarantee a satisfactory night’s sleep, maintain a relatively low tolerance for at least one class of drug, and appear functional to others the next day—an especially difficult decision tonight because Dumbledore is additionally trying to “factor in” that he keeps feeling like he “has to” pee (has gone to the bathroom six times in the past hour, each time “trickling” zero to five drops into the toilet) and that, in a horribly devastating* error, he ingested one of the three** Adderall that he initially levitated [toward him] thinking they were “orange Valium,” a nonexistent “hybrid pill” that he daydreamed about a few days ago while staring with 80% unfocused eyes at someone’s ear at a Quidditch match.
*Dumbledore has a low Adderall tolerance and likely won’t sleep at all tonight even if he ingests everything currently levitated that isn’t Adderall
**Dumbledore is currently levitating the remaining two Adderall [away from him] with an incredibly applied quality of controlled acceleration (the Adderall will decelerate beautifully, one can tell, as they near the dresser) that is truly virtuosic, having channeled most of his anger/frustration not into “curse words” or “hitting things,” like many of his peers, he feels, but “wand control”—something he learned to do as a small child and has always felt to be the principle factor in his success in life, not “talent” or “chance” or even “hard work”
TAO LIN
http://heheheheheheheeheheheehehe.com/
Previously: Extreme close-up of a 30mg Adderall
