I've been college, but to be truthfully frank, weed is knowledge because it makes me think

If you hand an adult a lump of clay, they're likely to respond by fashioning something representative out of the raw material. For the most part, they'll simply forge an object that signifies something "real" in the world, even if that something is as abstract as an emotion or an energy. A child, on the other hand, will just as often produce something totally without semiotic meaning, a shape or a mass that represents nothing that exists outside of their imagination. Or else, they'll eat it or throw it or ignore it, wholesale.

I often yearn to regress into a state that's slightly more atavistic than my decades of conditioning generally allow, but it's difficult to let go of those reigns.

Leibniz mapped the principles concerning the conservation of energy, but nobody has yet scientifically diagrammed the conservation of emotion - have they? How is this subsumed pain vented? Is it released in my art? I hope so, but I also suspect that it's emitted in my sleep.

I think that my parents' only regret is that they wasted so much money on my stupid prestigious university degree.

I'm not a huge fan of covers in general, but collaborations always make them more fun - they're sort of neutral territory.

I enjoy watching children interact with the world, the way they engage their environment without any filters, learned models, or cynicism.