We’ve been traveling down a street… Post-enlightenment Secular Materi… And the thing about a dead-end str… Is that it seems like any other st… Until you come to the dead end

The truth staring us in the face Is always our own reflection– Seeing ourselves backwards Providing just enough distance For us to acknowledge the truth

You can’t win, Dearth– Your winnings will never be enough To change your nature Which is lacking the means But knowing the end

When the panacea for the pandemic was stored inside Pandora’s Box we ended up inside the panopticon

All words are defined by other words except for God’s rule

The metaverse only took off once people realized that the only way to accrue status ther… was through displays of a toleranc…

Of late I always feel like I just got off one of the spinning rides at the county fair but that’s just the sensation of civilization accelerating as it

Puzzles can be solved Problems can only be exchanged

No sooner were the gates free of b… than we’d paired off and squared off as fascists vs. totalitarians And as for the dissidents not spoi…

Self-inflicted wounds Are those that result from Trying to cut yourself off from G… Because that is impossible So, you just end up cutting yourse…

If the world exists on a continuum between utopia and dystopia but instead of polar opposites utopia and dystopia are both hell then at the exact midpoint

Where before It was handed to me on a silver-pl… Where everything real was just bel… Now I’ve found the real way forwa… By making it up as I go along

I can demand control Of my fear Or I can accept That I am not in control And be not afraid

Zionism is the hill I will die on To be buried in the ground From which the world to come Is about to burst forth

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