Failed trickery that could be discerned by 5 year olds seem to be beyond the mental capabilities of adult lolcows to figure out. The masks
I’ve Got a Line on You – The Days of Our Phases
Riding a beautiful wave of false hope that the new day will be better than the previous, apathetic’s, willful ignorant’s and your standard variety of
Every Crevice – The Days of Our Phases
In the mad dash to off the planet where innocents are nothing more than smart dusk surging through every crevice of their bodies, the demons
In Times Past and Present – The Days of Our Fears
In times past, inept, compromised and shit-for-brains ‘rulers’ were exiled to islands to spend their remaining days contemplating how and when their psychosis led them
Sunday Baroque
“A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved.” ― Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan
Humanity Lost – Saturday Night Beethoven
When humanity has lost its ability to understand its humanity, this shitposting writer turns to music, particularly to Beethoven. Beethoven’s deafness created one of the
Dispatches from the Asylum 