I am normal because I feel like shit all the time is the latest from the woke cult. Twitching over how screwed up everything is is not normal. It's why the line between delusion and depression is becoming dangerously indistinguishable. How did our mental afflictions become a marketing tool for doom? Is there no one left who can … Continue reading C₆H₂(NO₂)₃CH₃
Writing about how to become viral is like making a career transition from whore to pimp, or as cyberspace calls it: Search Engine Optimization. SEO is a puppy named coronavirus putting a face mask on a sneezing panda named cryptocurrency. With SEO, you can make millions of dollars from home, lose your belly fat and … Continue reading How to XXX your website traffic
When you wake up in the morning, tell yourself: the people I deal with today will be meddling, ungrateful, arrogant, dishonest, jealous, and surly.-Marcus Aurelius People are assoles is a pheromone responsible for the cognitive bias fecundity. It's why a Roman emperor who lived 1900 years before Twitter, can weather forecast your days. What sounds like … Continue reading How to have a good day
The paroxysm of loneliness when you are surrounded by people is phony poignancy. Like seeing a picture of a cat and clicking on a blog post. Loneliness is not your relationship with people. It's your relationship with yourself. And maybe you are just boring. Loneliness used to be the sovereignty of existence. Now it's an … Continue reading Loneliness
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The people I write for are dead. Doing something for its own sake used to be creativity's Kumbh Mela. Now it resembles one guy grunting in the gym. You have my attention and it's because I want to knee you in the groin. Doing something for its own sake doesn't mean you don't care what … Continue reading The koan of creation
Follow your dreams Stay hungry. Stay foolish. The Great wall K for Concussion No return. No exchange. Photo sir Photo N95
You know how you luv something so much you believe you can't live without it, and a few years later you hate that thing, and you hate yourself for loving it so, and you now want to disappear because you pledged your life for that thing, on Facebook. You know, like your ex-girlfriend. Or that … Continue reading How often should you change your underwear?