@plate_watch archive

February 4, 2025  [ L♥VN LF - SENSU♥L - LOVE XL]

Song: Frog - You Know I'm Down

howdy platers!

there’s something in the air these days. a muted, spreading consciousness that envelops us in everything we do and everything we say. i think you can feel it too. something ticking and turning for the better against overwhelming odds, and I think we might be the ones powering the machine.

and look i know its february already but 2025! year of love! this is the year! this is it!

i know it is because it has to be. so plot your next actions with this in mind. love and be loved. dance like the hills are on fire. leave it all on the table.

why waste time??? we only have so many days left!

hold onto something fragile at the end of everything, and be sure to tightly cup your hands to catch it all.

the future we knew would arrive has come, and sits before us now as the present.

waste no further moment. 🏀⬆️🔝

fuck em up, platenation.

January 28, 2025 [ NODPMNE - BRRUUH - BIGRIGP ]

Song: Greydon Square - Cosmic Harvest

howdy platers

this whole situation is real fucked up isnt it?

i honestly dont even know what to say.

everything happening within this fragile nation is all just so deeply wrong, and all so wholly precedented within the lifetimes of our oldest generations alive today.

the divine arithmetic that makes up our universe loves all things that move in cycles.

stars, orbits, wavelengths, ambient cosmic radiation, and lonely homeworlds.

starting from the great implosion and coalescing over eons, the natural math of creation formed a careful web of interconnected, closed systems that drive the motion of what we call fate here on the great blue marble.

through careful study and several technological revolutions, we’ve learned to break down the mathematical exactitudes of the cycles of the natural world, with the hopes of one day understanding our place within its shining lights.

alas, if time goes on forever, then a recurring cycle is the only possibility for any coming future.

fortunately humanity holds the faculties and power to break such cycles, we were born with it, and it was inherited within us as stewards of the earth, winners of the evolutionary lottery.

we are creators just like the great cosmic math, because we are all made up of the residual dust from the first moment there ever was. at the very beginning of course.

do you guys remember? when we were all the mass of the universe together?compressed so tightly into an infinitesimally small point in a frigid void of nothing that we might as well have been the same?

i remember. we were holding hands.

and now we’re back together again.

platewatch as something between reality and cyberspace.

the open american road and its vanityenjoying constituents.

a group of wanderers searching for something to keep us going.

i think we’ve found it, and its right here.

i think its always been.

platewatch

November 10, 2024 [ BLADRNR - TVTOURS - XTR RICE ]

Song: The Bee Gees - How Deep Is Your Love

whatzittoya plate nation

as always, I'd like to start with a major thanks to the community we've founded, cultivated and watched grow to extraordinary heights (coming up on 2 years!) in what is blossomming into something much broader and much more significant than I think any one of us originally intended.

here at @plate_watch, it is our allegiance to the ultimate, eternal mantra of vanity catalog that brings us all together, platers and flickers of different creeds and lore. coalesced through divine providence and collaborative destiny. though some of us are divided by vast distances across the material realm, the living magic of the information superhighway (granted to us by the military industrial complex of a prior american age, shout out😎), has granted us a generational opportunity that we cannot afford to squander. with the power we hold together, our clasped hands have pulled an ancient blade from twitching rock, and invigorated us to conquer in a quest to heal this fractured land.

but the sharp blade of digital content cuts our own hands just the same as it cuts the locks of tyranny, a dripping, serrated edge of apathy and circumstantial nihilism derivative of the present proliferation of content trash.

to me at least, it feels that when enveloped in the suffocating circumstance of our contemporary cultural backslide, health and happiness are to be found in the stability of unflinching minutia. here in the city, this comes in the community and connection we find in closet-sized spice markets, stranger-induced elevator intimacy, and dollar pizza by the slice.

in case you were wondering, I'm currently broadcasting platerhetoric from the eternal hub of consumer identity, the great pumping economic heart of turtle island, uhhhhh.. (checks notes).. new amersterdam

much to see and much more to smell

there's quite a bit more that could be said ab such a settlement that would all fit wonderfully within a platecaption, but I think we're about to hit the word limit and I still need to go out and get a bagel with egg and cheese somewhere in the towering sprawl

keep fighting plate warriors, our trials are just beginning, and we'll meet them at the gates

November 5, 2024 [ LOVE ] 🇺🇲

Song: Durand Jones & The Indications - Love Will Work It Out

history is immutable, and history tells us that love conquers all, even the most vile contempt and the most clenching of fear

but that same love within us all is never passive, it yearns to breathe free. it pulls at its rusted chains with ever-determination, for it knows it is pre-destined for more than just confinement, but for divine prospect.

because what we oftentimes forget when enveloped in terrifying times is that love is a burning, all-consuming thing that wails and writhes deep in the heart and in the mind. it is a driver of decisive action and an anchor of unflinching hope.

for all the fear we hold in our present future remember this: the human condition will never change so dramatically that our grandmother’s stories will hold no reverence.

Her life is your life, her memories are your future, and her tears fall heavy from your own shining eyes.

tomorrow we’ll wake and nothing will feel much different. the wind will blow, the leaves will shake, and the sun will rise again on a new day, one of untapped potential.

but something is different. something has ticked over within the beating chest of all of us.

let this moment be a flashpoint in the abolition of our contemporary apathy. from today on, there will be no more wasted days in the fight for our shared future.

fascism, authoritarianism, fear and division will NOT rule this united states. we’ve been through too much, and the people suffered too strongly for this chapter of our history to turn its page in a single night.

as these weeks turn to months and months to years, remember to hold tight and to love one another. channel your rage and anxiety into connection and collaboration. for in this new world we find ourselves in, survival is paramount because

living is the ultimate resistance

god bless you all, and have strength.

tomorrow i’ll be here and so will you,

and that just might be enough

🌱🇺🇸🫶

October 31, 2024 [ STILETTO - CYBRNUT - 365 HAM ]

Song: Mt. Joy - Let Loose

hail and well met plate crusaders.

over this past week my compatriot and I have been traversing these golden highways of lore with contemporary expediency and comfort. those before us took this historic road upon the backs of great beasts, free-running children of the land, made shackled by anthropogenic innovation and competitive necessity.

at such speed bestowed upon us by the modern era’s indomitable automobile, the sliding view of the mountains and desert gravel meld together into a throbbing homogenous maroon shade of earth and soul. the master hue coagulated of all that is alive and that which is not.

turns out that deep within the arid badlands, ancient rainforest trees were compressed over hundreds of millions years into scintillating stone, refracting the rays of our great star in perfect mathematical harmony. over time (and several hundred of feet of accumulated sediment), crystal networks replaced the organic cells one by one, transforming a once living avatar of god into an encasement of jewelery.

i wonder, does the soul of this tree yet remain within its dazzling trunk?

does the viscous soul of the ancient velociraptor still slosh and splash within my fuel tank? honestly who cares

“the man” keeps telling us that logging out is good for the brain and for the heart. personally idgaf it feels like real life is basically twitter now anyways and when i’m online at least i can click to block moronic attack ads i disagree with

eat shit tech billionaires and all u e/acc chumps i’ll see you in the mf sand pit i got a weighted net and a three-pronged spear for your unpatriotic treasonous ass

be safe everybody see u guys after the season finale closes up, here’s hoping it doesnt become a multi-month deal so we can all just try to move on with our lives with some kind of mutual decency and respect.

mobile plate hub logging out again (for a little)

October 11, 2024 [ STAYONG - <3N LIFE - ME TIME ]

Song: Asian Glow - circumstances telling me who i am

whats good platers

hope everyone has been doing well even in my absence, though it seems that the tide of submissions have not waned in the slightest, and for that i am grateful. contributors in every corner of this fair nation, and even abroad. spread thinly and and yet, concentrated in some of america’s greatest cities, flicking and picking and notating our lives by the moments between, the commutes, the jaunts betwixt. these concrete labyrinths and residencies are testaments to the cultural power of the automobile, its unshakeable influence upon our daily lives, and the amenities we can no longer bear to live without.

the information age has brought us unprecedented levels of comfort and dutifully earned complacency. it truly wasnt that long ago (by geologic time at least) that we were chasing gazelle on the savannah with handheld rocks, jogging after them for an entire day and then carrying it back to the clan. our ancestors truly GRINDED to bring about the era of living simplicity and food security, but instead we got something different than they hoped for. cell carrier customer service lines, same-day shipping, build-your-own mexican rice bowls serviced by drone, industrialized allergy medication, giant refrigerators filled with imported beer, 20$ full gram hybrid carts, uber for my hot chicken wrapped in two layers of ecologically impervious plastic wrap.

but suspended above our homes by towering pillars, the freeways of this wicked nation rake through the sky and earth like jagged nails.

the beautiful american expanse, the great plains, the twin rivers and twitching valleys, upgraded to their penultimate form, asphalt. do we all truly believe that this is still the undisputed technological endpoint of human transportation? is there nowhere left to run?

as according to Fukuyama, at the end of history, time unfortunately ticks onwards, and new pages are glued into the concluding story of humanity every day. just as each platedrop comes to us like manna atop the sand, the moment of its flickage long-gone and ephemeral. our work together, can preserve such a moment, and revive it into a lesson for others. there is no softer fate for rhetoric.

-pwath

October 3, 2024 [ OOOOTTS - LIL BEAR - TOY4ALY ]

Song: Jesse Welles - That Can't Be Right

whats good platers

s3riously some banger plates this week so as always, thank you all for your continued contributions, thoughts, compassion, dedication and synchronized anxiety.

there's truly nothing i'd rather be doing with my life than sitting here on this little log by the rushing river (meta calls this a 'content stream') and showing you my weathered album full a' flicks and giggles galore.

im out here hustling on that digital footprint as per usual. when everything you make is carved upon cyberstone tablets, it's in your best interest to do your finest work whenever time you can

after all, we wouldn't want those future data archeologists to be bored by a lackluster archive! I want those irradiated freaks laughing and kicking their feet in their bunkers and whatnot

platewatch. instagram. beeps, bops, and individual bytes, etched in binary. on each server farm and keyboard stroke, touchpad and lockscreen

I hope that through this account and through the community we've formed here in the maw of a truly wicked social media hellscape, those same irradiated freaks might just see and understand how filled with love each of us who interact here on instagram truly are, we are children of stars and our social media posts children of light and mathematics. I hope this truth won't be forgotten, when the sky finally grows too dense and heavy with carbon for the once enduring, and immortal Altas to hold.

yeah whatever chronically online doomerist didn't you see those rich, tech/crypto bro guys on twitter with that e/acc stuff in their bio said that at the technological singularity within our lifetime, AI will reach a tipping point of self-improving algorithmic, logistical and mathematical intelligence. and by then, Halo 3's Cortana should be able to wield the power of the planet's means of economic and material production, executing it's plan to geoenginner us back to the Holocene.

a nice and pleasant 280 CO2 ppm, through simple chatbot inquiry. 

or maybe art and music will save us. but after all, our parent's generation couldn't imagine hard enough.

they couldn't outrun time.

chivalry and the free-love movement are DEAD,

WE REMAIN!

PLATEWATCH4LYFE

September 25, 2024 [ BEATBOP - IM CAR - DR FREES ]

Song: Jesse Welles - Fear Is The Mind Killer

hey everybody platewatch here

i’d thank you all again for your submissions but u guys know your own worth and value to the great plateproject, priceless. 💸 there’s nothing more that can be said for my gratitude towards this community that you don’t already know, flicks and stones, plates and bones

another wednesday and we keep posting, the wheels keep spinning and the sun blazes hotter still. its clear that nothing can step between us and our divine providence + mission.

we’ll still be plateposting when the birds drop from the sky like stones, the trees twitch from crackling embers and the moon cries out in pain from thermonuclear payload

grateful as always for this life we all live together hand in hand. even more so grateful knowing that youd all be there twist my wrist if need be. to draw my blood through fissured skin, like glacial moulins of rushing rivers. we all need a little pain sometimes to teach us what joy cannot.

platewatching is a great teacher in the practices of meditation, patience, consciousness, and decisive action. these are lessons our contributors are already well aware of, and each somewhere on the path towards their eventual destination, just over the horizon.

thanks all for everything you do to keep our little experiment going, more to come and more to flick as usual

until next time

platewatch

September 11, 2024 [ MYBIOME - OHMYY*S- RD TRIPZ ]

Song: Julie - catalogue

what's good platers

hope everyone is having a nice time making their way through the week. I've been keeping my sinus'es above sea level as of late, with my four wheels in close contact with the bristling asphalt of the 101.

can't pray for more than what youve got yk

ive actually been watching quite a few video essays lately about American linguistics and californian dialects did u guys know that they don't say "the" before highway numbers literally anywhere else in the united states? nice little way to out yourself to any potential employers that you are sunbaked, unreliable and from the burning basin. It's probably something important to keep in mind if you plan on entering an industry of applied imagination, like hedge fund management, digital adspace appraisal, or air-to-surface missile manufactories

california's fire season wanes, and the awakening fall is young but already carved and charred, for the life of socal lifts away with the smoke of our flaming brush. the only indications from such a distance being a soft golden glow, like the candles of a birthday cake in the other room. or maybe from the midst of the blaze, the glow of the city to the west probably looks much the same, in mirror

further from the halo'ed forests of the east and in the bubbling foothills of la's industrial graveyard, the drills dig deeper and the city sinks into its swelling cavity. like a tomb for the great city of angels, buried by upwelling tar, chaff and bramble

tootles plateaffiliates, see you for another post another time

August 31, 2024 [ STEEEZY - A CUTIE - IMUGLY ]

Song: Cayetana - Dirty Laundry

hey platers good to see u all again ive been basking in the sun and commuting in equal measure for the past few days so to be frank ive been off schedule

nevertheless got a few bangers here as always yk it

due to the evidence that i cannot tag him in this first image, i have to believe that luke has moved on from the great rot that is instagram for greener pastures. so congrats man, and i think there is something poetic to submit a plate for a post you’d never see. something something old men plant trees

and yes u guys are sending me flicks on all avenues but sometimes it gets a little difficult to keep them all in track and with the right tags and whatnot but we do our best here at platehq i never said this operation was a bureaucratic masterclass u guys get what u get

also not every caption is going to be a life altering piece of literature bc tbh these days i need all the neurological processing power i can get or im going to spin out on the 101 and flip end over end until i explode in a gas-fueled plume

kk see u guys later 🚗🔥

August 13, 2024 [ RKSY PPL - QUIK RDE - THEMONI ]

Song: Alex G - Animals

what's good platers happy tuesday hope everyone is having a good time hanging out spinning around and whatnot

I'm at the einstein bagel ignorant asf rn awaiting my double egg chorizo sunrise bagel sandwich I mean is there really any higher echelon of human survival.

what a waste the rest of my grey matter serves if it isn't in the purpose of skateboarding to bagel store (balance, sight, motor function, premeditation, anxiety) or eating my bagel (taste, touch, serotonin) all worthless evolutionary developments of the mind include anything arithmetic related, (there is only one bagel), anything navigation related (it's down the street) and anything related to forming community with other human beings (my bagel)

ty for the plate submissions as always, and keep up the momentum plater naters very grateful and everyone is doing a great job out there✌️

September 7, 2023 [ SKIBIDI - PHRED M - KARPEDM ]

Song: Anita Velveeta - Nothing Without You

there is more posting to be done. keep those gears turning keep those motors running and those shutters flashing everybody platewatch is rising in leaps and bounds as has been foretold in ancient corporate stone

the shaking you all feel in your bones and in your homes is the broader ambition at work, synergized with my channeled chi energy

i know u all feel it beneath the earth there is something much deeper, detached, forgotten and ancient to be dredged from digital proclivities like these. time ticks on and the catalog only grows. with each passing day, with each additional follower, with every computerized heart, comment, share, tag and mention, our movement swells in influence. for a plater once, is a plater forever, this we all know.

in the same way the french could not take the wild out of the boy, we today cannot detach the consumer automobile from the wet sloughing heart of the contemporary american experiment. viscous like sap and thickened dredge, the arteries of the market run rich with sun-baked blood. today, to purchase a product is to belong to its cultural orbit in reciprocal ownership. to be alive is to search for common experience, and to be american is to be marketed to.

but to affix a 7-character special interest vanity plate to the front and rear of your 2012 toyota camry is to stand tall to the voice of god and call his name to the mountains.

you too, can claim this power for yourself. breathe deep, and let the world hear your voice.