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

You’ll never convince me that when the sun and moon are out at the same time it isn’t the sun appearing at nigh…

Either Life imitates art and becomes an exhibition Or Art Imitates Life

We call the end of sex the little… And the idea of casual sex Is as absurd as casual death

When America was grouped by right… We could always meet in the middle… This was called democracy But those days are over With America divided into

They couldn’t have been more obvio… in their preparations for the surp… trusting that I was the type loathe to ruin my own surprise

I used to think the way it works i… if it’s true then you believe it Later, I thought if you believe it

What I lack in subtlety I make up for in volume

If God is dead we get eternal recurrence, when things just keep happening ov… and transference, where every authority figure

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

They weren’t allowed to forcibly i… but in 2032 the Supreme Court app… for those who refused In a stroke of luck I was assigne… to the “Canadian” tar sands

Actually marr– iage is like riding a tan– dem unicycle

Would that my morning toilet were a ritual and not just the muscle memory of a muscle memory

Afraid that everything I wanted was nothing to write home about I was left with nothing to write home about

Every ego is a God complex And like you I almost had myself convinced that I am who I am