Maybe, mayben't.

“Not much into body modification. I don't even get my hair cut.”

“Why stressed out and unhappy? Doesn't celebrating the presumed birth of an executed criminal agitator via an usurped winter festival fill you with goodwill?”

“That was the year we fed on the beasts of the plains. We slaughtered them; we feasted on their tender parts, and left their bulks to rot sweetly in the sun.”

“Power over one's soul? Ha ha. Souls are make-believe, like fairies and cholesterol.”

_Life_ is not sustainable.

Does the knowledge that everyone is going to imminently die mitigate the knowledge that you are going to imminently die?

Does the knowledge that you are going to imminently die mitigate the knowledge that everyone is going to imminently die?

I am religious in the way that religious people are oblivious.

Intelligence takes the mystery out of the universe.

The illusion of intelligence takes the illusion of mystery out of the illusion of the universe.

Words are generally useless. I live in words, but/thus I know how ultimately meaningless they are.