I begin by presenting you with two bags, labelled Current Theory and Timeless Theory.  When you open them up, you find that each bag is filled with cardboard triangles, all jumbled up.

I never expected to find a young flibbertigibbet like that in the Garden.

Basically, it’s important to keep in mind that Techwear is actually pretty fringe. If you’re the kind of person who complains about fuccbois or who makes fun of streetwear with drop crotch pants you probably have no business being within a thousand miles of trying out Techwear.

When I activate the Sneeze code, my olfactory center runs cooler than usual, and collects a very thin amount of condensation from the air.  When I sneeze, it’s expelled.

The song the moon knows is apparently very beautiful and can cure leprosy or madness in any who hear it.

I say all this to assure you that it is incorrect to assume that, because I’m invisible and live in a hole, I am dead.

Your assumption that a Top of the List candidate cannot be stupid is a vulgar fallacy typical of the great mass of blind, undiscriminating worldlings.

Swiss cheese or yak butter, it’s unfortunately impossible to leave Trungpa, Ginsberg and the rest fiddling the dials of the planetary spiritual control center, for the Naropa Institute is still with us, now more than ever.

One star-chained evening in a Manhattan bathroom, Carl Schirmer spontaneously transforms into light….Then, 130 billion years later, when all of spacetime is collapsing into the vast nothingness of the cosmic black hole, Carl Schirmer is remade from the remnants of his light.