The lion hasn’t lain down with the lamb if, in its slumber the lion dreams it’s a lamb
There’s always an excuse So, there’s never an excuse For running out of excuses
The Cookie Monster is just living up to the name Kermit gave him
If it’s not anticlimactic it wasn’t worth all the effort
As AI gets smarter and smarter we’ll grow cuter and cuter until like a pug who struggles to breath… we’re too cute for our own good
Like the distended sleeve On the fake Gordon Gartrell Denise made for Theo A giraffe’s long neck Reveals it as
I was always afraid to admit I knew they would knife me in the… Until I came to fear God Which is how I know He has my back
In failing to put the I in team I took the erotic out of neurotic
Your search for a vein is now done in vain under the soft tyranny of wireless narcotics in whose touchless embrace
An overreaction used to tell you who was guilty Now it’s just another link in
At the risk of defeating myself I’ll say it in vain: Love and aggression are sutured by pain making war and peace
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We have achieved the classless society: eve– rything is tacky
I can demand control Of my fear Or I can accept That I am not in control And be not afraid
People understand that their socia… depends on their phone but they wrongly believe that the existential question at h… is the familiar
