The Word Love Carries The Same Vibration

I Don't Want To See Blood Spewing Out But I Don't Mind It In Controlled Environment. Does It Make Me Squeamish? No.

I've Been In Love. It's Painful And Pointless And Overrated.

Oil Is Dead, On Its Way To Extinction.

We All Exist In A Time Of Widespread Exponential Growth. We Are Busier Than Ever. When Things Pile Sky-high On Top Of Each Other, I Try To Take A Moment To: Breathe, Smile, Repeat. This Mantra Helps Me Align To The Reality Outside Of The Superfluous Noise.

There Are Always Decades That Interest People. For Me, That's The Roaring Twenties.