If you would remake the world In your own image Then I can only imagine You believe you’ve thought of ever…
In the last stage of capitalism the rich will be ascetics
Instead of a scythe the mirthful reaper carried balloo… and we just floated away
The fog is so thick now We’re buried up to our necks in it Our bodies out of sight And out of mind Making the ground beneath our feet
You’ve always dressed to impress But it’s only since social media That you can use your appearance To exact compulsory service
People keep repeating the same mis… Until they learn their lesson But what if the lesson is that History repeats itself? If you’ve skimmed your Nietzsche
A wise man once told me that there are two kinds of family prob… He said Family Problem #1 is not having a family
The genius of Big Tech’s business… is its simplicity: Get people to pay for what they had previously accessed for free
I thought I was too smart for my own good But happily, I’d overestimated my… and I was just smart enough to be vaporous
I was shunned And all I can think about is What will happen if I am shunned
You can’t learn to write because nobody knows quite how to… You can’t learn to network because everybody is already netwo… So when you pay tuition for a writ…
You can watch my disappearing act as long as you’ve turned your back on the light allowing you to see a mere shadow of myself
It was an open secret that on his day off Sisyphus liked to go downhill skii…
Given a choice I’d rather open a restau– rant than my marriage
Strange that we use Out of order for broken and for breaking the rules As if the Coke machine