It’s easier for capitalism to end than to imagine the end of capital…
Every writer has mistaken his shotgun for a rifle– He may hit where he aims but he will also surely miss In discharging his will to power
It’s taken me this long to underst… like Pee Wee Herman I meant to do that though I’m still unsure why Because as hard as it’s been
It’s not that I’ve often taken leave of my senses but that I can never take a hint
The screen you’re looking at seven hours a day is actually a magnifying glass
My wife is a lot like God If God weren’t perfect Like Him, she’s my toughest criti… But also my fiercest champion
Because a man is only as good as h… you’ll know he means what he says when you see him do it But on social media a man is only his words
If Meta has its way Meta will be to the metaverse as God is to the universe Of course if you look God in the face
The older that I get, the more wanton lust looks like wanting for love
Human beings would be hopeless but for God being hopelessly in love with us
Google Glass never took because smart phones are a prosthetic for the hands not the eyes
Monotheism is true; Liberalism works Put them together and The true works
AI didn’t write this poem; it wrote the algorithm that decided whether or not you would read it
As the civil war raged on between too much, too soon and too little, too late I thought I’d found
When I was a baby My mother wiped my bum Social media, then, is the fountai… As I become its obedient child Every time it wipes my memory