I went to bed after a gabfest and had a bad dream that I woke up on, nay in, silent retreat

I’ve done the math and the whole is only greater than the sum of its parts when the group is made up of individuals

It’s capitalism after it shed its skin

A heart can only beat in synch with another A broken heart still beats because God keeps the time– just as He keeps us–

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

A memory hole should be just deep enough to bury yourself up to the neck– Any deeper

Our civilization is like an egg– It can withstand enormous pressure at the top (for the obvious reasons) and bottom

I trusted the process It wrought processed food I’m still processing

In real life we used to say I’ll see your talk and raise you action but that was just too risky Preferring no stakes

Staring at your phone came to be known as the thousand yard stare

I was struggling to decide Whether music is more defined by t… “90’s music is obviously the great… Or by type– “Grunge is so underrated, it’s ove…

Ignorance is bliss but playing dumb hollows out the abyss

Whereas Mayor McCheese loved reading about himself in the newsp… ex-Mayor McCheese was served with divorce papers

For years I sojourned as a humble… Hanging all my hopes On one day emerging as a brilliant… For my moment in the sun Inching ever forward towards the s…

The only ones you’d trust enough t… Do it yourself Are the very ones Who trust in God Clearly, then