Omg

Basically, the color green made me a moral relativism with a distrust of the material.

I learned at a very young age that things that are apparently true aren't necessarily true. Also, my senses are inherently untrustworthy. And not long after, it occurred to me that other people could by lying to me and I'd never know, so truth in practice is just what people say it is.

I'm now officially into hockey players.

SO GOOD.

But I generally find the world vile and gross and distorted, so that colors my view a lot.

Thinking that the Essence beyond all essence can be entombed in pus, fat, and semen is revolting and feels like the worst kind of blasphemy.

Every time I see a greasy whitehead on my face or get heartburn, I get more nauseated at the idea of a Meat God.

This is so Episco-coded.

I kind of love this.

Congratulations! Wish I could've heard the sermon.

Talk about a hero that we don't deserve.

Trump is a masterful politician in that he instinctively knows how to turn heads, both towards and away.