Self-flattery will get you everywhere but there’s nowhere left to go

Jews will tell you Right up front That they believe They are the chosen people WASPs believe that they believe

If you cut off an arm you are left with a stump to which you affix a prosthetic If you cut off a face you are left with a mask

Life is a game of Truth or Dare in which you never lose if you choose dare and where you never win if you choose truth

Our big mistake is thinking a leap of faith is a tandem parachute jump where God pulls the parachute and you float gently down

You are a rope which The devil has tied up in knots Only God can help you Untie the knots When you unfurl

You must go on. I can’t go on. I’ll ramble on.

When did we ditch the Pledge of Allegiance for the wedge of a grievance

In cyberspace We play Simon Says In an endless repetition of Repeat after me In the world to come

Money can’t buy me love; Bitcoin doesn’t need to

In days gone by we said you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink In these more opportune times it’s widely understood that

“The week that AI went to scale” was immediately followed by “North America’s UFO weekend” as if all this time the UFOs had been waiting

Heads I bite my tongue Tails You cut it off

I was one of the ones who craved religion without religion This, apparently was easy to arrange But now that I’m longing for

I believe in the great man theory of history because the good man theory of history is so obviously false