On the Algebra of Words
Depression:
Life often feels like:
A series of disappointments,
And unmet expectations.
Nothing changing,
Never ever(y)anything…
But don’t lose Hope! Continue reading
On the Algebra of Words
Depression:
Life often feels like:
A series of disappointments,
And unmet expectations.
Nothing changing,
Never ever(y)anything…
But don’t lose Hope! Continue reading
On Critics
The spellingest grammagicians endowed with:
greatgrandmastery of the Summary.
And a nuclear-grade arsenal of Bullshite
with enough megatons of ennuinium and ignorantium to bore the beauty outta this
Magnifulgent Whorld.
I say unto them:
words do what I tell them to do…
if et doney sond roight,
go left or
eff ya ken sayit wit a small nummer of weirdz,
then why not you kan shurassyell hell-it badder by
dooblin’ an’ tripplin’ yer wordscore (count?).
four the moor the marryher in diss greyt cuntry a-more-ica.
-BB