I’m tired of obsessing over what catastrophic damage the delusions of the powerful will bring next. What fresh horror will spawn from the dollar junkies? Throwing a dart at a dystopian sci-fi novel shelf in a library shouldn't be a good guess in any sane world.

It saddens me that it is “radical” to want clean air, and clean water. Long term alternatives have existed for decades, but the quarterly reviews have CEOs acting like junkies fiending for the next fix. The capitalism leaderboard is an illusion. Our trees, and rivers aren't.

I often think about Nietzsche having a nervous breakdown over watching the sheer cruelty of a master beating his exhausted horse. I wonder about the animal. If it could recall the last time it had real strength, and whether it regretted not kicking its master’s head in.

If you cum hard enough will you shoot out the microplastics like a flechette round? Its this question, or pondering how much time has been invariably stolen from us because the petrochemical companies wanted a number on a screen to go up...

What's the highest PSI on an ejaculate?

Kindness the true measurement of human progress…then again maybe I’m on some commie shit. Between the millions of jobs being terminated, and incalculable damage to the environment maybe the actual measure of progress is how quickly we can generate high fidelity anime titties.

There's a real world possibility that a dictator in our lifetime will use an AI as a defense minister, and instead of the 1983 near miss stopped by Stanislav Petrov we get fucking Grok pushing the big red button because the sun reflected off the clouds wrong.