a list of my good thoughts, as curated on my WordPress.
Saturday 12th September 2026 ~2PM:
Cast no stones unless you have no sin, but please do please cast a stern “Dude! The heck is wrong with you?!” or else that weirdo is just never gonna stop.
Sunday 13th September 2026 ~1AM:
Sincerity is a virtue, and I pray hardest for life to be more like CandyLand rather than quirky-rules DirtPlanet. 🙏Amen.
Monday 14th September 2026 ~2PM:
The phenomenon of self is too massive of a miracle to not be kind always.
Tuesday 15th September 2026 ~12pm:
Real gratitude requires considerate empathetic thinking, or else it’s not gratitude. However, the 2lbs pink weights and 45lbs bar plates are still both the same thing; both are weights. I must start at 2lbs and gradually work my way up.
Wednesday 16th September 2026 ~11AM
I feel like prior to my birth, my immortal soul me was from a world that had cotton-candy licorice trees growing from Oreo dessert pudding soil with gummy worms, Candy-land Heaven. Babies were brought by a stork, and not made from the fishy yeast in the itchy irritable urinary pus inflammation organs intermingling into each-other. My digestive system did not poop; All candy I consumed became used in me. Heaven had nor evil, nor pain, nor abstract pain, nor discouraging anything, nor bad feelings, nor sin, nor mistakes, nor even a remorseful thought. Heaven was infinite however, and I never quite got to fully explore all of it, in the eternity before my birth. Amen.
to be continued with page edits...
I deleted my Twitter many times because I was shamefully addicted to burping out my every thought, all day and night + there was no way to stop and curate the cream of my tweets.
I deleted my 𝕏 Account when I realized I paid $175 subscription for a year of a Stars-Upon-Theirs superfluous blue check, and the extra features like an edit button, but the whole social experience of 𝕏 is just a MySpace that's all ads, promoted influencers, and no friends or activity.