Morning Ritual — 6.9.22
God turns his back on us
Numbers don’t lie because they can’t tell the truth
What would it look like if you blended all people of Earth together and turned them into a ball of fine goo?
The world was worse wherever I was.
Writing about music is like dancing about architecture.
Capitalism is killing the human spirit, and no political party, no charismatic leader has been able to summon the gumption to stop its doomsday march.
I’m not always there when you call, but I’m always on time.
Infinite growth is not possible on a finite planet.