That moment when..
You realize you’ve been worshipping Eris your entire life.
The hardest part is having faith.
Sometimes I am convinced that I have to do something to change the world.
Then I realize that all I have to do is watch it fall apart around me, and be around to pick up the pieces.
Who’s with me?
In the eye of the storm, you’ll find out exactly what you are made of.
I stopped being surprised a long time ago.
I met Eris when I smoked salvia..
To be more concise, she inhabited me.
She liked laughing when she was in my meatsack..
But it felt like my skin was similar to a too-small glove, like I was about to burst.
And that was only the beginning…
When a culture goes moronic..
The moronic get dangerous..
Just let go..
Your world is crumbling before your eyes.
We all make the world.
What have you made?
Omnes Mundum Facimus
You are here to battle the forces of evil.
Now eat your fuckin’ oatmeal.
The eye of the storm is where I operate.
I’m surrounded by chaos, but I concentrate.
As long as I keep the focus things will never be hopeless.