“Humans might grade on a curve, nature does not. Pretty much PASS or FAIL.” – Dr. Freckles
Jesus didn’t threaten …
“Jesus didn’t go around THREATENING people to follow Him, He was a teacher, those that followed were ready.” – Dr. Freckles
What’s ahead …
“I’m not afraid of what’s ahead, I’m afraid that it will reveal me to be a monster.” – Dr. Freckles
Deal or not …
“You can deal with your trauma, in whatever clean or messy way you have, or you can BECOME your trauma. It’s never been easier than that.” – Dr. Freckles
The KING of “logic” …
“The NON SEQUITUR has become KING since 2020.” – Dr. Freckles
Heaven for grifters …
“If there were a ‘heaven’ for grifters, it would look like WA DC.” – Dr. Freckles
Monty Python GAZA …
“if they weren’t HAMAS, why did they catch fire?” – Monty Python Does GAZA
Authentic community …
“There is great wealth is authentic community, more than most can imagine – especially today’s ‘billionaires’.” – Dr. Freckles
Central banking …
“Central banking has only one true destiny: horror.” – Dr. Freckles
Pi and Rounding Errors … and fractions …
“Pi is ONE BIG ROUNDING ERROR. Fractions are perfect until they’re not.” – Dr. Freckles
Free world …
“In a free world anything is possible that nature allows, in a prison there is only death.” – Dr. Freckles
“BAD APPLES”
“With all the ‘bad apples’ in the law enforcement world, you’d think the tree would be dead.” – Dr. Freckles
Your dog’s vocabulary …
“The vocabulary of your dog is roughly equivalent to the shopping list of a keto person.” – Dr. Freckles
The enemy of my enemy …
“The enemy of my enemy is an anemone.” – Dr. Freckles
MOON LANDER
No offense voters …
“No offense voters, but most of your ‘solutions’ look like Lennie to me.” – Dr. Freckles
Keynesianism …
“Keynesianism: MARXISM for people who like the ‘color in the lines’ game at the restaurant.” – Dr. Freckles
REAL numbers …
“Real numbers get real interesting real fast.” – Dr. Freckles
Opening your third eye …
“Opening your third eye is an invitation, not a demand.” – Dr. Freckles
“As a hunter …”
AS A HUNTER …
I can’t believe you “gun” people … your guns and your gun shows and your ammo reloading … fuck …
I’ll tell you what I do:
I strip down to my loin cloth, and hone a spear with my buck knife and my fire …
I cover myself in mule grease, and then sit out all night, whispering to the trees and moss … connecting with my wolf-self …
Then, at the appointed time, I chase down that hairy beast and consume its munkton-flesh while the moon glows, and the sun is nearly broke upon the horizon.
As a hunter …
I reach for the old style techniques, of monitoring poop flows and assessing the dayglo-sauce of deer-snakes and hester-monkeys …
I gave up on soft-style party living, and now my waters run clean from the mountainside to the prairie hovel … where my hooker bride waits, and my 12 kids hunt possum for dinner.
We wear barley armor and provide LIGHT in the dark woods …
We are true HUNTERS, looking for adventure. Sure, we take it easy when doing “Kentucky Style Love Making” on a Saturday night … but our hearts beat strong for those bong-doodles, and our women wear thongs while singing that song about twerking …
We hunt the grease, we feed on the meat barnacles.
We are hunters.