today, today, i am sad to say, i am a humanist.
i believe in rationality. i believe that 2+2 equals 3, it also equals 4 and 5. i believe in the indelible fate that we make, and the suicide we submit to.
black soot mounds turn out mushroom clouds and polydactyl children. its the old money. they see only revolutions of metal teeth and aggregate numbers. its the race to many things for bipedal beings. fascinating. quixotic fools gold. laughter in the barrel of a gun or a black balloon. Elliott said "bottle up and explode. over and over." you never know until you go down that lane. curious.
tomorrow i will be a Christian.