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Spiritual warfare? 🙄 Let’s see. Here was the victory of Life, literally held up by a beaming father - one who has hoped for Life, at depth, & here he is. “No!” says Wallace. Imagine he k¡IIs himself. Imagine him dead. (keeping the boy’s pic up) She must replace your esprit🧟‍♀️

When candor just provides space on my mantle for another failure trophy, but my narcissism insists I go ahead and fail anyway, and reason perseveres at last, I say, “I’m fine.”

Shuddering my way into acceptance, I find my trusty cat o’nine tails ready to whip me in faster: “Your love of self is so great that I’m surprised you noticed any net deficit 😏” ooooh. Ouch, you sonofabitch 😒

Fear the magick. The fellowship of choral singing hints at its essence. The unisong embraces, freeing the individual voice from responsibility - drowning the very need for responsibility, & requiring nothing but absolute adherence. A tree doesn’t choose to follow the rules.

‘Splain yer handle: Coming home late from a little league game, I was pedaling like mad to stay ahead of the mosquito fogging truck. The driver was close enough to read my jersey in his headlights & yelled, “Go, Bubba, Go!” Been flaco, still flaco despite my queso consumption ✊

A brief lesson in insincerity from the open sewer of Pittsburgh, starring Michael, the twatwaffle.

I derided dad, a petro futures trader, bc he made nothing. Life w/him made me a news junkie, as Platt’s spot price for sweet light crude was influenced by… everything - 🦋effects explained from the front seat, on the way to school. He made a padded room for his phlegmatic son.

What is more tiresome, the taqqiya of the alleged refugee, or the pretense of reasonableness from a leftist?

No, friend. Thurmond switched parties in ‘64. Spurging wildly, and blocking doesn’t change reality.

I’m working on this house like I’m making some extravagant meal where all the dishes must be ready at exactly the same moment. One thing at a time? Boring. 🤪🙈

Is my personality a reflection of your expectations? If that’s true, what the hell am I doing? 😆 What silly hall of mirrors portal would open up if I had to continually interact with someone like me? 🫥