The high strung flaneur gives free advice to the good and good advice to the free

I believe in a future in which man perfects the art of expressing his discontent in bushes that look like clouds

When you come in peace I fall to pieces And then collect myself For the gathering storm

Our elites believe That the key to holding their grip… In the face of domestic opposition… Wringing their necks While in the face of external thre…

Now you only get to choose which hill you’re going to comply on

Ours was the first all you can eat… to earn a coveted Michelin star and I always thought it was becaus… when you ordered the whole enchila… it came with bottomless fries

Our phones are latched to our face… Exactly like the Facehugger in Al… Rendering us passive As our phones insert the bioweapon We call fear

Every strength comes with a corres… But for the strength which conjoin… And this strength is recognizing y… Then connecting with people who co… As one of the world’s strongest pe…

There was always an urn on the man… made from terra cotta Little then did I know it was for the remains of the persona non gra…

Once I realized that I wasn’t afraid of sky diving just that my parachute wouldn’t op… I was able to conquer my fear without ever leaving the ground

God has each of us on a leash And it is almost exactly like the… That let’s your dog roam within li… But for one crucial difference– On God’s leash we can go

If you start with being, then Being is meaningless But meaning is never without being Because meaning always comes first

When I listen to the blues I can’t stop thinking of advice I’d give

The discomfort that Americans now all evince in one another used to be reserved for old people who get rich quick

The good Hurts so good The bad Hurts so bad And the ugly