The world is a magical place; you’ll be doing magick for the rest of your life, might as well do a good job of it.
We shan’t be bunning down Babylon anytime soon. Might as well spend these five, maybe ten more years in exile reflecting on what went wrong.
Writing this intentionally too late to cash in on the latest mass shooting or suicide bombing. Oh evil, benighted generation that views such pieces as ‘evergreen content.’
Ideas, like matter, cannot be destroyed, they just change state. The idea of forcing a species-wide paradigm shift through what we’d now call provocative acts of trolling is not new.
Our world is in the grip of forces beyond our control. We are specks of inconsequential dust upon the winds of these elements.
The idea of strength, to those of us who crave progress, has become obsolete.
We can lay many things at the feet of the alt-right; dragging the word ‘cuck’ into common parlance is something I refuse to condemn them for. I love it.