I know what I want But do I want everyone else To know what I want That is the question

In a twist in hell there are no consequences

My corner of the internet may be infinitesimally small Not even a grain in a brick in the wall Yet still I’m a part

I was afraid of death which is to say afraid to live until I chose my hill to die on For in deciding where

I have a tendency to overreact When people tell me to get lost By taking them literally and serio… Which is literally how I found Go… Seriously!

In wristwatch advertisements the doomsday clock is always set to ten past ten

It was always an intriguing though… to imagine knowing the date of you… until AI in a thought experiment of its own reimagined death

There was no end in sight but we put an end to that by losing our sight And all we could hear was the sound of violence

The question isn’t Are you doing this the right way? Because there’s no right or wrong… To do the right thing The question is

There is only one product but infinite ways to package it

I thought I was choosing between Life and death When really, I was choosing betwe… First and last place So, when I thought I chose life

Some people are orchids Some people are dandelions Some people like the ugly duckling are orchids who think they’re dand…

You know the (re)normalization of… is in full swing when the New Yor… justifies its publication of a cro… in the shape of a swastika on the start date of Chanukah

Home isn’t Where you go And they have to take you in No such place exists Home is

Free will consists of recognizing the inevitable and choosing wisely