The difference between your superego and God is that your superego says You must, but you can’t leaving you with worlds of guilt
It’s when all the signs say Everything must go
Panic in the feeds of Towson Panic in the feeds of Baltimore I sunder too, myself Could life ever obtain again The world wide feeds that load you…
I’m sad to say I’ve never been happier And I’m happy to say I’ve never been sadder All of which is to say
My social medi– a persona is the mime who just won’t shut up
I used to fear That it would take all my strength Just to go on Now I just know That all my strength is for going…
The universe is a kinetic watch so time only keeps going if we’re on the move making Zeno’s paradox of motion just a way of reassuring ourselves
At first we thought This changes everything We weren’t exactly wrong But, of course Everything is highly adaptable
I like to think of The signs we are all seeing As God’s soft opening
After years of therapy I was able to go from survivor’s guilt to thriver’s guilt
In showing us what darkness looks… fog is equal and opposite to stars lighting up the night sky
Power is a measure of the capacity to cope with our lack of control and in wielding our power to take control
You’re only a real materialist If you demand that believers Do the impossible And then get angry When they prove you wrong
The question isn’t: Why is there something rather than nothing? It’s: Why does it mean something
Social media is proof of concept That you can please Some of the people all of the time And this starts to feel mighty pow… But this feeling is a forgetting
