I had no idea the world was barfing so much. I tend to stay clear of that. Plus all the people gathering in order to fart together. I missed that too.

In the future people still matter, much more than crunched numbers, or edibles, crunch and sweet for the eating.

Not so fun to play God, no matter how down you are, the gnome was kicking dust up, not going anywhere in the poorly kept garden, held tight by walls and a fear of himself.

Perhaps retrocausality means what it takes to break a causal chain, then to change destiny, fate, and the order of events.

Gretchen was a cat woman, who went out at night, she was always happy eating birds and mice. The was plenty of excitement and bodies cold from ice.

Keeping the faith.

Why?