4 AM, I’m thinking of you three fools, WTF?!!! Have a wonderful day of Thanks… Even though I don’t get it, I will summon my sheer suspension of disbelief and celebrate by ingesting the carcass of another, disintegrate its nuclear syntax so that my organism may proceed forth. It repeats the cycle ad infinitum… Culture has indeed become as stale as sliced bread on a shelf — affected and broken like a gouged-eyed hollow plastic doll staring at the memory of the little girl who had once played with it when it was pretty and new, out of the box… Aeons have since gone by. Now dolphins roam where man had once been king.
-IAT
