Treat Death as it treats us: with utter indifference.

I don't mourn the dead. I mourn the living.

Thanksgiving is nothing but a toast to genocide.

Although we will both die, and life is utterly meaningless, my time is vastly more important than yours.

I know all human beings will be successful. How do I know? They all die.

Genetically speaking, most humans really don't do much for the health of the species.

What is the value of your existence?

It is coming. A vast war. A war no citizen of any country can stop, except those who are supposed to represent citizens. It will be war to buttress the next few hundred years of nation-state politics; it is a defining moment in world history. It has been boiling for millenia, simmering for the last few generations, and shall be a meal for the masses who have t.v. or who experience causal.