They Were all clad in the same uniform of misery and filth. For all of time, for all of eternity

Around the lunch table everyone seems to have given something up—dairy, meat, gluten, sugar, carbs. Only in a land of plenty could people voluntarily go without so much.

What happens when you don’t know the truth but you can’t believe the lies, when you can’t find a way–through fact or fiction–to give meaning to your own existence? Without a narrative for you own...

You flesh bodies are so obsessed with goodness, yet no other form of life on earth is capable of such cruelty. You need only convince yourselves your transgressions serve some ‘purpose.’ Even if it is...

Why do we always think our pain will be less if we can make others suffer more?

For your sake, I hope that God does not need some time away from you.

Sometimes an outside perspective is the clearer perspective.

Stripe felt frozen. To be so high and not high at all!It only looked good from the bottom.