I thought they’d finally say Mea culpa But they still just said Me
We think of death As the worst-case scenario But what if In the best-case scenario Death is the answer to a question?
AI is A nobody And I am Nobody’s fool
My shampoo is nine– ty nine percent natural, as if that were enough
Where the Cold War was Spy vs. Spy The Psyberwar is Psy vs. Psy
Science was happily letting the cat out of the bag until Schrodinger’s Cat was found in and out of the bag at the same time
I was happy alone Because being together Meant being lonely Until you showed me That being together
It’s a sign of the times that No matter the path you take You will know you are finding God When first you become an embarrass… And only then receive
Everybody worships something But that something is amiss Hero worship is one thing But heroin’s an abyss Invisible from the One Ring
I’m still the kind of person who is shocked that you can run out of gas and run out of luck at the exact same time
A movement can only cohere around a shared wish and the left sticks together by collectively wishing that Jews deserve what they get
As the civil war raged on between too much, too soon and too little, too late I thought I’d found
Civilization began When the sons killed the father And substituted the name-of-the-fa… Civilization is ending Now that we’ve killed off the name…
I’ve been racking my brains for the perfect response to accusations of perfectionism only to land at a conundrum: a confession of false modesty is
During the rodeo clown shortage nobody thought that the rodeo mime… but the mimes surprised everyone distracting the bulls by silently evoking the dignity