Mute

“The unexamined life is not worth living.” I’ve seen this platitude festoon an abundance of freshman blogs and journals that ramble on before their eventual abandonment. Judging from the state of my life and the state of my own blog and journal, I’ll go on to say that the examined life isn’t that much farther …

Ethyldivinol

Alcohol is the catalyst which slows me down so that everything overwhelms me, by which the profane becomes profound, in which patterns emerge in the chaos, and for one brief moment I find god. Everything suddenly makes sense, because I am too incapacitated to hold all the infinite possibilities in my head. Divinity by chemical …