exegesis is the pawn of those brains suited for the wide world. so under utilized as something meaningful. morality is a crutch of the fearful, or rather the well planned--nonetheless they are synonymous. and yet immorality is the vice of the unbridled and forlorn. so everything is nothing all at once. performative contradictions are of course most obvious in history. dare i substantiate my claim with the behaviors exhibited by a slew of state and non-state actors in the domestic and international realms? they are coterminous these dark days at any rate. so say let us perserve what is worth preserving. they mean let us obtain the necessary security requisite for longevity. see how it is. that egoism spins the world.

stop believing and start doing what seems to fit most comfortably around your neck.


imperfect people are so beautiful to me, i just cant see past their beautiful hearts and beautiful teeth, their beautiful faces marked by disease, their beautiful skin martyred to some modern monet, imperfect people are beautiful to me.

that was from the book of Johnas. some silky serenade the sundry masses sing to eachother three times a day to affirm their humanity. it was only after Brithus the IVX instituted the social contract of the "general will" in the year 3002 that there was ever any talk of human rights. for despite the statist nature of the world, the only individuals or true people, and by people i mean granted world citizenship, were those who had served in the military and killed at least one alien on the crusade of freedom, first launched by the united world of america's 80th president Newton Alasdair Briggs. Briggs gathered the other blue blooded bastards of New Earth and declared, "My friends,