At night in the city you can only see three stars but you still have to give them five stars

No man is an island but plenty live in abandoned towns

Where once an artist was a creator she is now a creative because a noun requires a verb and we’re meant to do nothing which pays well on the internet

A desire Needn’t ever be fulfilled Because in desire I have all That I will ever need

With the sexual revolution as with all the other belief syste… what men take as an article of faith women have to wear

God: Do you trust me? Me: It’s not my fault!

Evil is cruelty plus pleasure

Each and every TikTok is a remake of the Zapruder film

There is no theory of quantum grav… Because– Einstein notwithstanding– No one understands gravity There is no theory of God

When we serve God determinedly Every day is humbling As we marvel at what we have been… And with it, the chance to give on… When we serve ourselves relentless…

The only way to avoid giving the man who has everything more of the same is to give him nothing

This world is backwards And reverse is the only way forwar… How do we put it in reverse When everything is backwards? By rediscovering our drive

We are sleeping on God And our slumber is What keeps God up at night Worried we won’t make it home Where the heart is

When I was a baby My mother wiped my bum Social media, then, is the fountai… As I become its obedient child Every time it wipes my memory

Everything dear to you? You can take all of that and throw it out the Overton window