Anatomy of Digital Melancholy

This is a tale of how the modern world brain-broke me.
I’ve spent way too much of my life staring at a screen and browsing the internet. To the point that I now consider my humanity a carcass, a casualty. So alienated have I become from this digitally poisoned dead-self, that I wish to submit it for study for the advancement of science.

i think you’ve got the wrong man

tom corn lived a more peaceful life than tom horn, the meat eater is a evil doer, the green eater is a peaceful wooer. he has his girls and he knows his world, he loves it so that he wouldn’t go to the butchers. the red meat, sitting in his seat, fat feet, sweating without … [DO NOT CLICK]

the great north american pastime

drunk driving my friends car to his house because he’s too drunk to drive home and then my other friends pick me up and drunk drive me back to my car so I can drunk drive home

John Quixote

i’m part of an organization that’s lowering the threshold for christ consciouness across the planet. we’re using quantum computing to achieve our goals. i want to make this a series for print.