The pith of intoxication is in its fermentation. For in the belly of distraction is the errantry of conspicuousness. Like a bearded clam that refuses to read “Carapatical Associations,” each endive forseeds the capitalization of its bilingual torpitude—a process that is collectively rummy.

True creative artists nurture a balance between construction and destruction. People who are imbalanced toward construction are materialists or narcissists, and those toward destruction are nihilists or psychopaths.

Welcome to the return of Thoth’s Thohts–an irreverent guide to the prayformance and its ever decreasing ability to move an uncompassionate world.