A Philosophical Coward-Dis

The Cee Word These are the doggerel days of their summer, scratching a catatonic whipping posthaste of subterranean footing handily fingering a pumping-their-own-tires existence of fallacious exuberance caught up in a full on spectrum of loathing protuberance beaming...

Systemic Disgracism

Pre-Ramble In the past I have mentioned that typically one gets out what one puts in in order to craft their universal construct and interact with the necessary matter of factness that will elevate one to a position of standing alone while together simultaneously...