Random Awesomeness

martin luther what a chad the dude of his time his 95 theses was to be the final challenge to a ponderous exploitative far-reaching social order using language and technology to break the church’s hold on the mysteries of god and expose the fraud of its get out of purgatory early cards october 31 1517 [...]

i dreamed i was sitting in a chair in a small dingy room with two other men one of whom i recognized my dreaming self said i know this man i’ve never been to his house i’ve never spent any significant time with him but our lives do entwine i know this man well enough [...]

you can’t prove anything to anyone without it god no god the inevitability of justice the futility of existence the golden rule Q every single religion conspiracy theory philosophy every random idiot’s fucking opinion including my own deep conviction that love is the most powerful force In the universe all so-called truth depends upon it [...]

he speaks of only wanting truth then lies to get what he wants facts don’t care about feelings his knife twisting in your back but you you know how your deal with this devil will end you buy in spite because you know your hand is the one that wins you buy and buy and [...]

i remember when it all started i remember where i was when the invasion began i remember believing enough of what i now know to be out-and-out lies to count count myself in to see it as a necessary evil after all it was obviously the only prudent action we could take considering the possibility [...]

ya know... i used to be pan-agnostic like you bob back in the day i guess i’m just fortunate enough to have dug a reality that tunneled me here instead of where you went with it or maybe my maybe logic being just is is just so i never ended up having your distaste for [...]

it’s up to you you not me you i’m just here here is fine i’ve got here all cool here at least as good as it gets i guess but you you are there and from here looks like shit’s going down down there over there what’s up with that trouble’s brewing down the rabbit [...]

we stand upon this precipice where grief and anger guide us down forever down we stand before these walls with hope and love beside us looking up always up what to do what to do ------ “There are two kinds of realists, those who manipulate facts and those who create them. The west requires nothing [...]