Sick again? Try this!

The song of the year.

Always a foggy ghost town.

Israel to finally capture the attention of the world while in a frozen state.

I attached green lasers to my highly toned abs and blasted at a crowd of women.

What you think I am might be off, a lot. That is how the internet can fail and the modern world. The future is weird so we run to online people. It is nice I suppose, but why?

Passions and Purpose just happen: I am engaged in my Better World Project. I have decided that the award I gave Boris Johnson is fully his. No politics please. I understand there must be two kinds of politics. There is one type I don't like. Boris Johnson needs no judgment blame game. Just my opinion.

I like Xi.

I pray.

Can Poetry compete against such music? Perhaps, you will see.

Word!

We meet again.