I Never Really Got Over The Fun

The Presocratic Problem [all Snap Flags] Parmenides Named His Gun The Hot Power Of The Stars. His Gun Was One, Uncreated, Imperishable, Timeless, Changeless, Perfect, Spherical. Spherical Was The Problem.

The Beloved's Innocence Brutalizes The Lover. As The Singing Of A Mad Person Behind You On The Train Enrages You, Its Beautiful Animal-like Teeth Shining Amid Black Planes Of Paint. As Helen Enrages History. Senza Uscita.

My Religion Makes No Sense And Does Not Help Me Therefore I Pursue It.

It Is Easier To Tell A Story Of How People Wound One Another Than Of What Binds Them Together.

Time Isn't Made Of Anything. It Is An Abstraction. Just A Meaning That We Impose Upon Motion.