Our mind should not be a majority.
“Hate” is a strong word.
This might be my first blog post where I use bad words. And it feels good.
Pay me to work but nothing more.
That which you cannot see is the one.
I have finally become acquainted with the limits of intelligence.
The anger is far behind me. What’s left are moments of profound befuddlement.
Just like cold, heat is uncomfortable for a reason.
Even Jabba the Hutt has more energy than me, and look at that slug.
You can tell it’s Monday when I write shit like this.