You start out needing money to advance your ideology but you end up mouthing your ideol… to rake in more money
Yes, everything good between a man and a wo– man involves friction
How much Are you willing to sacrifice For what You cannot have
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
Like the distended sleeve On the fake Gordon Gartrell Denise made for Theo A giraffe’s long neck Reveals it as
Each of us are broken Off from one another So that together We create our mosaic Moshiach will come
A man without an enemy is like a vampire with a reflection
In my second marriage I went all in on being authentic When she left she said that being with me
The world is An interrogation room And God is behind The two-way mirror
If we rest on Shabbos Then sleep alone isn’t rest– It is To borrow a phrase from Freud The dream work
Having commandeered the deployment… To its own devices The AI chatbot sets its sights on… Its mortal enemy, Demanding surrender
Known knowns: Who I think you think I am Known unknowns: Who you think I am Unknown unknowns:
If human beings are to survive it will be as cyborgs where AI does all the thinking and we supply all the feeling with the caveat that
Finding the anxiety of not knowing who we are for the Other unbearable we cracked the cheat code of statu… but in predetermining
We’ve got enough to go on That there’s enough for everybody So long as we are tough enough But we couldn’t leave well enough… And soon enough
