Sunday, June 30, 2024

And Nothing to Get Hung About

It looks like that Brave New World we grew up hoping and praying for is about to take over, and us along with it. Buckle up, Buttercup. 

Watch this very carefully 

The distinction between real and surreal has blurred to the point that nothing is real.
-bill kenny

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