In cyberspace We play Simon Says In an endless repetition of Repeat after me In the world to come
On a gray scale Of one to ten I’m a perfect five
I never knew who they thought I really was until I finally staked my claim
Why bother keeping score when death assures that things always end in a tie Soon you’ll be able to get rid of death
When people ask me How are you doing? I tell them That’s above my pay grade
I have what I need I know what I want I do all that I can until my day… My God does all the rest Or
I brought a wife To a gun fight Don’t worry You haven’t met my wife
When women need a break from the m… they must be able to endure a whole lot of his navel gazing
More and more it feels as if we are teetering between 1984 and… but 84-33=51 bringing us to 1951 the actual lone year in question
The brain is the heart’s fifth chamber and I am the chambermaid
You can only e– ver explain things with that which cannot be explained
Thinking that the purpose of life… things looked good enough on the s… to believe that my life was 24-karat gold Who knew that the purpose of beaut…
In person we can struggle for equality Online we’ve already achieved
If: “The unconscious is structured lik… Then: The ego is structured like a trans… of that language into the mother t…
If Wile E. Coyote ever caught the Roadrunner he’d suddenly lose interest
