All of existence is non-simultaneously apprehended interacting processing.

All of existence is infinite regression.

All of existence is.

Infinity.

Therefore…
All of non-existence is not? Or is it?

Is it really the president’s job to do what he thinks is right?
Or is it his job to do what the majority of the country wants him to do?
A president who doesn’t listen because he’s “doing what’s right” is a bad president.

Check out how this illustrator’s drawings of cats evolved as he went crazy. By the end they became crazy psychedelic patterns. I’m ever more convinced that tripping and schizophrenia are exactly the same.

There are billions of people on this world. Where the tell is everybody, and what the hell are they all doing? I can’t even imagine how 7 billion unique individuals manage to live unique and individual lives. I have enough problems filling my time on weekends that I am absolutely dumbfounded that there aren’t people running wild in the streets out of boredom. How does practically everyone hold it together? I think of myself as pretty stable, yet I am pretty close to running wild in the streets. Where are the people like me who are less stable, and why aren’t they running wild in the streets?
My roommate thinks that there lives are all probably boring, and that they just fill their time watching sports, eating, sleeping, showering, and working. I have a hard time imagining that this is true and that billions of people can hold it together just by doing mundane activities. I think that I must be out of touch with the rest of world, and that there’s a huge party somewhere that I’m invited to, but my invitation got lost in the mail.
I know that there are residential buildings around me, but I don’t see any of the people who live there. Could they all possibly just be sitting in their apartments bullshitting? What are they doing? Are they getting drunk? I want to observe people in action. I want to know with what ease people just sit around all day.
It is likely that anyone who reads this is one of those people who’s sitting in their cubicles. WHERE ARE YOU AND WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

Thanksgiving was an ancient American custom practiced until the mid-21 century. The purpose was to celebrate the incredible abundance and good fortune Americans had when compared to much of the world. The Americans celebrated their good fortune by gorging themselves on food, most notably the caracas of a dead bird known as a “turkey,” and a cake made from the innards of a large orange gourd.

Before the feast they would enjoy a parade, viewed on a hypno-box, in which giant facsimiles of idols from their capitalist religion (including the infamous deity Garfield, legendary for destroying the beautiful city of Lasagna) would be floated through the great city of New York. The parade was held in honor of one the highest capitalist powers, a god known as Macys. Macys was quite revered in ancient America, but she was a fading star. Shortly after the turn of the 21 century American religion started to shift towards monotheism. The new all-powerful god (“the one who was and who is and who is to come”) was known as Walmart. Walmart’s influence soon spread throughout the globe leading to a new era of religious warfare in which the heathens were brutally tortured and killed, and the believers were always treated to the lowest prices.