The never-ending apocalyptic refra… may just be yet another version of death’s denial: The world must be ending
You don’t really know someone until it becomes clear that you don’t really know them
The epic poem for this epoch will have to say the most with the least
Leave children to their own device… And they will say Let’s play Give kids devices And they’ll say
God is equal parts Ardor and candor But we can’t get a handle on True love
The devil used to be a buyer of so… But now he’s a seller To the Big Five tech companies Because the money is just too good How does the devil sell
When the shit hits the fan at least I know I won’t be wearing flip-flops
When I was a kid we thought the end of the world was coming any minute via The Button Instead it came a little later
The last thing Tony Robbins ever… You’re rather sanguine for somebod… he’s an incurable Pollyanna
Guilt is a trap Locking you in The desire of others But God has a plan To set you free
All consciousness is false consciousness but some consciousnesses are easier to fake
When things were easy going it was easy to believe you were on the up and up But when the going got tough suddenly you were going
In this earthly abode ‘Twas sadness that flowed With each new download Of binary code To ease our workload
In granting us free will God took the greatest of risks God also made us in His image God risked it all on us Risking it all on Him
Augmented reality works through addition by subtraction where we’ve lost contact with real… but gained a sun
