It feels like I’m writ– ing an unauthorized au– tobiography
It’s capitalism after it shed its skin
Nature codes us for the road Man decodes and lo, a crossroads Where God goads
Everybody worships something But that something is amiss Hero worship is one thing But heroin’s an abyss Invisible from the One Ring
In Let there be plight the P is silent
Yes follow the money but only because the money follows the pleasure
All forms of certainty are mutations of knowing that you must die which is why the true believer is always the most likely
Because there is no I in lions, if a lion could talk, it couldn’t say I Which is to say, a lion can starve but never lacks,
In wristwatch advertisements the doomsday clock is always set to ten past ten
In the digital age we let our fingers do the talking
The last stage of wes– tern civilization was groupthink without groups
Hunting on your own might make you a lone wolf but thinking for yourself makes you a lone ant
We thought we had finally notched… by confronting Father Time with the paradox of our times when self-defeating is the new win… but we can’t win for losing
Whistler’s mother had just spent a long day with Whis– tler’s mother-in-law
You will have noticed by now That the phrase Public humiliation Is redundant