Horniness used to be something we could participate in, that we could see in the air and in the eyes of those around us, we could grab it with our hands and say, look, this is going to fuel me. We used to share it, it used to bond us.
I’ve stopped choosing between the five opinions that we are allowed to have on any given news subject and now I can shoot my bow 100 yards and look people in the eye and sit down sweat drenched at dusk and watch a bead fall to the ground and recognize when an angel is by my side
I was not necessarily a believer before but seeing yhwh nailgun live was the best artistic performance I’ve seen in the past two years









