Check out my Origin Story.
Here's an unedited iphone pic of me shooting a rainbow out of my cock:
Here's a pic of me cradling a charred zombie corpse:
here's a pic of me from the Jerusalem Post in 1986:
sigh, I was such a cute kid. What went wrong?
go do something awesome and tell me about it.
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RONEN at RONENV dotcom
P.S. Here's a copy of my To-Do List:
At Celia’s reading.
We are in an antfarm.
Ants get sugar and sand to convert to fuel and shelter to clone more ants.
We are in an ant farm.
You are not an ant.
We are not ants.
We are the sugar, and we are the sand.
There are bugs that collect raw material for food and shelter to clone more bugs. They are called Memes and their food and shelter are human brains.
“Stress” makes more Stress in you, and copies itself to other humans, to clone more of itself. If Stress were a good tool for solving problems / getting rid of the triggers that cause stress, there would be no more stress.
Most humans don’t want to admit that we are in an ant farm, and that we aren’t even the ants. Those of us who do, can take actions to choose which kinds of bugs we will be turned into.
The food chain is:
HUMANS < MEMES < HUMANS WHO ENGINEER MEMES
R: That girl is wearing a bow.
H: That bow is wearing a girl.
The best things in life come to those who ate cookies at 3am