They used to pay us A penny for our thoughts But then they realized We would pay them To think for us
Actually marr– iage is like riding a tan– dem unicycle
We’ve gone from treating people as a means to an end to using them as props for pretend
During the rodeo clown shortage nobody thought that the rodeo mime… but the mimes surprised everyone distracting the bulls by silently evoking the dignity
Because desire is lack like everyone else I take what I can’t get until I learn to give what I can
Given a ship that would never sink we proceeded to run it aground in search of
As users of language we give off meaning the same way that plants as users of sunlight give off oxygen
I believe in the great man theory of history because the good man theory of history is so obviously false
People have long complained of working in silos so it’s been amazing to see them embrace putting in all of their emotional…
Being human beings Pacifists are just as obsessed With wielding power As everybody else And just as pathological as those
I’m always asking God What is the meaning of life? In response, God looks at my life… What is the meaning of this?
Don’t sweat the small stuff. It’s all big stuff.
If it ain’t broke Don’t fix it So, in case of emergency Break heart To break free
It was always an intriguing though… to imagine knowing the date of you… until AI in a thought experiment of its own reimagined death
The human condition is either thinking that we’re free when we’re actually held captive or thinking that we’re captive when we’re actually free