Writing history is hard especially when it’s about the past
The American far left lacks a unifying Great Leader because as a cult of narcissists each disparate member belongs to their own
It’s not about you; It’s about me– This is how you know She’s breaking up with you It’s not about you;
I am a story I tell myself The story is a cover-up The cover-up is always worse than… The crime is merely the will to po… The cover-up is giving away my pow…
If my peccadillos Are mere cigarillos Why is my hide as thick as an arma…
The question isn’t: Why is there something rather than nothing? It’s: Why does it mean something
If the truth were merely regarded as false it might still have found its purpose but once degraded into
Scarcity isn’t a lack of abundance– it results from overabundance which enables hoarding
They say love it or leave it yet what do you do if you love your country but it leaves you
All sense of control is an illusio… except for the control you feel in letting go of your need for contro… handing it over to God or to other people
We’d all been taught As the temps got hot That all was for naught And that was our lot So, we’d cashed out and bought
Putin lost his mind then he lost his war then he lost his job or Putin dropped the mask
Just because we’re not in control Doesn’t mean we’re out of control The rest is commentary
Hell isn’t other people– Hell is waiting in line behind other people
I was happy alone Because being together Meant being lonely Until you showed me That being together