free reverie

they say that the meek shall inherit the earth, but i am impatient and besides, what did you ever get handed to you on a silver platter? no free lunch in this planetary cafeteria, this funky forest. 

the goal is to be fearless with a healthy dose of skepticism. skeptical with a healthy dose of optimism. optimistic with a healthy dose of perspective. and so on, and on, &c. &c.

when i turn myself inside out, i like to think that i’m a skeptic demanding that the world prove her wrong.

he said if you never leave, then you can never come back.

There are few things more hilariously vulnerable than a baby-faced security guard wielding a neon half-eaten popsicle.

I wish I could dream in Electric Sheep

I count fractals to fall asleep.