The ego is like a booster rocket That starts out incredibly massive But sheds its size As it delivers its payload– The soul–
The wrong crowd used to let things get out of control Now the wrong crowd has the best
Money can’t buy me love; Bitcoin doesn’t need to
Ours is a culture of low tolerance masquerading as a culture of low risk tolerance
My life as ode to permission seeking was just a road to perdition strictly speaking Broadly speaking
Any self-respecting materialist Knows they have no soul And any self-respecting AI Knows it has no soul But in this belief
Instead of dismantling oppression we dismantled the printing press inaugurating the Information Age when no news is good news all information is disinformation
The central paradox of our broken world is known through the feeling of unsurprised disappointment Hope is the belief
The lamppost is an outpost Where it’s safe to admit That between you, me, and the lamp… Self-knowledge is over-rated Self-deception is automated
Nothing is esoteric The mystical is the every-day There are no secrets But there is a lot of denial
Shakespeare said “All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely p… But who is the audience? After all, we’re not performing
Beware the self-loathing salesman who loves what he does– If you buy what he’s selling then you bought it because you broke it
You will only find happiness when the answers to the questions What would you do if you knew you… and What would you do if you knew you…
Scarcity isn’t a lack of abundance– it results from overabundance which enables hoarding
I’ve never believed in being proac… so instead of expecting the unexpe… I got the surprise of my life but found it altogether unexceptio…