It ain’t the religion, it’s the people.
You’ve never met a smug dogmatic till you’ve met a Buddhist smug dogmatic.
I personally think the key to that door is psychedelics.
It ain’t the religion, it’s the people.
You’ve never met a smug dogmatic till you’ve met a Buddhist smug dogmatic.
I personally think the key to that door is psychedelics.
Gaia, incarnated in her very sexiest avatar, walks, naked except for some dangly vines and flowers, through the cities and roads, replacing the works of man with awesome verdant foliage. Old growth oak forest and crazy creepers growing at high speed everywhere. No more plastic or concrete.
Smooshy dinner rolls, leftover tg ham, weird amish pickles, some cheese, brown mustard.
Not bad.


Call it a policy for promoting epistemological hygiene. These useful representations are fine for everyday bs (money, food etc), but for the important stuff you really do need to look at it directly.
I care. I have good speakers (KLH 1973. $1 At a garage sale :) ). I have sane music software (libre elec). I download albums. I never use a streaming service. Commercial interruptions are unknown in my house.


What are the good insults about? Please, you teach me.


The oxygen level inside is lower than outside. It might affect your health.
So design a couple fonts. It ain’t rocket science.