Maiq

No matter, it’s always in the last place I look. Future me’s got that shit on lock!

I’m not going to warn you again. Get out, or I’ll call the guards!

The stranger…

No one is coming to save you. That’s just the reality of our situation. We can wait and starve on trumps terms or we can work together on ours.

General strike is the best option.

Still flip through comic book boxes when I see them in stores. Been a long time since I saw one but MAD Magazine was always one of my favorites. Used to buy Thrasher but i don’t know if the do offline magazine’s anymore. Coming to think of it the last magazine i remember buying was a Rolling Stone on Pink Floyd.

You are the Messiah my Lord. I should know, I’ve followed a few!

“1” + “1”

“American Fascistic viewpoints”

They should block trump from invading Mexico, Cuba, Greenland and Canada before he gets a chance.

Some say Alduin is Akatosh, some say M’aiq is a Liar. Don’t you believe either of those things.

So fucked up!

"I teach you the overman. Man is something that shall be overcome. What have you done to overcome him?
     All beings so far have created something beyond themselves; and do you want to be the ebb of this great flood and even go back to the beasts rather than overcome man? What is the ape to man? A laughingstock or a painful embarrassment. And man shall be just that for the overman: a laughingstock or a painful embarrassment...
     Behold, I teach you the overman. The overman is the meaning of the earth.Let your will say: the overman shall be the meaning of the earth! I beseech you, my brothers, remain faithful to the earth, and do not believe those who speak to you of otherworldly hopes! Poison-mixers are they, whether they know it or not. Despisers of life are they, decaying and poisoned themselves, of whom the earth is weary: so let them go.
     Once the sin against God was the greatest sin; but God died, and these sinners died with him. To sin against the earth is now the most dreadful thing, and to esteem the entrails of the unknowable higher than the meaning of the earth...
     What is the greatest experience you can have? It is the hour of the great contempt. The hour when your happiness, too, arouses your disgust, and even your reason and your virtue.
     The hour when you say, 'What matters my happiness? It is poverty and filth and wretched contentment. But my happiness ought to justify existence itself.'
     The hour when you say, 'What matters my reason? Does it crave knowledge as the lion his food? It is poverty and filth and wretched contentment.'
     The hour when you say, 'What matters my virtue? As yet it has not made me rage. How weary I am of my good and my evil! All that is poverty and filth and wretched contentment.'

     "Man is a rope, tied between beast and overman--a rope over an abyss...
What is great in man is that he is a bridge and not an end: what can be loved in man is that he is an overture and a going under...

     "I say unto you: one must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star. I say unto you: you still have chaos in yourselves.
     Alas, the time is coming when man will no longer give birth to a star. Alas, the time of the most despicable man is coming, he that is no longer able to despise himself. Behold, I show you the last man.
     'What is love? What is creation? What is longing? What is a star?' thus asks the last man, and blinks.
     The earth has become small, and on it hops the last man, who makes everything small. His race is as ineradicable as the flea; the last man lives longest.
     'We have invented happiness,'say the last men, and they blink. They have left the regions where it was hard to live, for one needs warmth. One still loves one's neighbor and rubs against him, for one needs warmth...
     One still works, for work is a form of entertainment. But one is careful lest the entertainment be too harrowing. One no longer becomes poor or rich: both require too much exertion. Who still wants to rule? Who obey? Both require too much exertion.
     No shepherd and one herd! Everybody wants the same, everybody is the same: whoever feels different goes voluntarily into a madhouse.
     'Formerly, all the world was mad,' say the most refined, and they blink...
     One has one's little pleasure for the day and one's little pleasure for the night: but one has a regard for health.
     'We have invented happiness,' say the last men, and they blink."

from Nietzsche’s Thus spoke Zarathustra, p.3,4,5, Walter Kaufmann translation

We have clearance Clarence.

Roger, Roger. What’s our vector Victor?

I almost Romney all over the couch.

English is tonnes of fun.

I make a list and every so often I remember to bring it with me.

I knew a little man in a doggy suit that looked just like him.

Me and my friends used to play frisbee golf. I started hating being associated with them about the time they started blasting their music on the course. I don’t like to attract attention, ever. Id rather blend in the background. So I just make up an excuse when envited. I’d rather play alone anyway.

Personally I like hearing the birds or catching some wildlife doing their thing.