Small Talk (11)

aphorisms and short reflections

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the strongest drug i ever tried was God's love. what a trip.




contrary to what every orthodox theology says, when we get to heaven God sings us praises, not the other way around.






moderation is good in small quantities








they call it psycho analysis and not psychic analysis for a reason.




break through the glass darkly in case of emergence.





there isn't a single generation who has learned anything other than what not to do from their ancestors. and even that, rarely.






they are not smart enough to understand they are not smart enough







the only thing worse than regular orthodoxy is the kind that used to be heresy.






the fact churches are still legal is not a good sign







the dark side of writing with pen and paper that no one talks about is the pain and boredom of typing it all up. with time, i will develop a slight, but permanent tilt of my neck to the left because of this.






it's none of my business, it's all of my idleness.






if traditionalism was really what you wanted you would have been born in the middle ages. accept the call to adventure from your self. what you want is strife and going against the grain. that's good. embrace it.





if oneness was really what you wanted you wouldn't be capable of wanting it.






i'm like moss: hairy and rootless.






evil is a job. good is a labor of love. which is to say, evil is a transaction. good is an offering.






i wrote her a love letter, Be. she wrote me one back, Gee. my marriage vowels were A, U. hers were O, I.





all systems go. i will stay.






 i don't even want a surface state, much less a deep one.






having an interest in words can actually stunt communication. i can no longer use certain words that everyone uses, like algorithm.





do not have faith as a mustard sauce.





Webern invented tik tok for music.




a wise man once said to me, Shut up.

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