Art will forever be a see-through dress.

Alice in Wonderland being about math (algebra, Euclidean geometry, projective geometry, internal logic, &c.) and not at all about drugs in a lot of ways makes sense socially as well.

I personally welcome the singularity with open arms because I equate greater-than-human-intelligence with wisdom and compassion.

There's something repulsively simple about a world that'll only be impressed by power (be it of body, soul, or mind) and order, or the lack of them.

I find it weird that when people meet me they see I look and act like a kid, and that I know nothing of the world. That's all I am.

Love, kindness, austerity, and the elimination of the ego are the only actionable weapons a truly hateful person has.

You don't enjoy reading poetry because of Miley Cyrus.

"A city cannot visit any city but itself, and in its sadness it gives away its people. Well, except for the US."

Make time for it, and only it. And above all else, don't trust yourself.

To paraphrase Theodore Roethke, one of the greatest poets to ever bleed on page, “Poetry is the means we have of undoing the damage of haste. It’s what everything else isn’t.” And to expand on my first pseudo-mentor Charles Bukowski, “When you’re a cup of coffee away from brimming with total mad darkness but are still imbued with that love of life, you’ve got to repeatedly empty yourself. Again and again.” But that (my) love of life is very uncompromising, especially when my very being is on the line. My love demands that I not use this means of calculated spilling as a substitute for sobbing or acrobatics; that I not…