These are the facts. These are the trees. You are the wind.

Cocktails on the lawn, alone.

A space has been created in your brain for advertising, magical thinking, and organized religion.

Looking for the few right words that will fix everything.
Maybe next time.

1) Forced confluences of random or variable systems
2) Dislocation of expected boundaries in relation to contents

Hope is not your friend.

The part that makes assumptions is the dumbest part of your brain.

The primary function of memory is to fuck with your head.

Brick painted the color of brick, an object turned into a sign.

A world held together by duct tape and magical thinking.

Thoughts: semi-organized gibberish.