There is a thief in every brain

When all my accounts are gone and I fall from earth, this is what I want you to remember from me: At the end of your days, what will you care about? You will care about the long hikes by the cliffs, by the ocean, a Sunday afternoon in November. Alone, lonely as could be, so lonely you cried a little but you did it, you did it anyway, you did not sit and wait for someone to appear magically like you waited for so many years you went and lived life anyway and you will be glad you did. at the end of your days, will you care about the money? will you care about the lack of money? Not as much as how you spent it. Did you spend it all? Good. I hope you did. I hope you spent it good on midnight taxis and books and satin dresses and I hope you went on some dates with quiet boys who never seemed to wonder about a lot. they nod and smile and talk about nothing in particular and at the end of your days, will you care about the numbers? the books sold, the plays on Spotify, the bank statement? No you will not. You will care about the first time you stared into someone’s eyes, seeing all the possible ways this can go and you will care about jumping head in, fearless, ready to feel every emotion to the fullest without holding on to any of it and when it’s time you will care about how well you let go. how gracefully you let go. how fast you let go.

“I a tired of being a person. Not just tired of being the person I was, but any person at all. I like watching people, but I don't like talking to them, dealing with them, pleasing them, or offending them. I am tired."

"And what is relativism, is the idea that there no distinction between shit and Shinola, that all ideas are operating on equal footing. So, one person is chaos theorists, another is a follower of the revelations of this new age guru, someone else is channeling information from the Pleiades, and we have been taught that political correctness demands that we treat all these things with equal weight. Because we have no mathematical ability no logical ability. We don't know how to ask the questions that expose some positions as preposterous trivial insulting to the intelligence and unworthy of repetition.

So, we all are very comfortable bashing science and flailing away at that. But that isn't our enemy science is capable of undertaking its own own reformation and critique and has been engaged in that fairly vigorously for some time. The enemy that will really subvert the enterprise of building a world, based on clarity is the belief that we cannot point out the pernicious forms of the idiocy flourish in our community."

"We can tell shit from shinola, it's just that we don't always prefer shinola" - Terence McKenna

"If you don’t have a plan, you become part of somebody else’s plan.”