The Bodega at the End of the Internet
Sir, this is a Wendy’s.
The Bodega at the End of the Internet
Sir, this is a Wendy’s.
If we, citizens, do not support our artists, then we sacrifice our imagination on the altar of crude reality and we end up believing in nothing and having worthless dreams.
life is not meant
to be rushed through. It is not a race,
nor is it a problem to be solved. It is
an experience to be lived, and living
well requires presence.
The remedy to alienation, a state that often keeps people cooperative and docile in the face of injustice, is belonging
“We are what we do repeatedly.”
ARISTOTLE
“Next, the Takers systematically destroy their competitors’ food to make room for their own. Nothing like this occurs in the natural community. The rule there is: Take what you need, and leave the rest alone.”
“So, you want me to worship a white god?”
In his novel The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Milan Kundera said, “happiness is the desire to repeat,” and that may apply to something as simple as our choice of what to wear each day