Is it just me, or or there more and more seriously crazy people in the world, every year?

Yesterday was a crazy day. What began like any other Saturday ended with cuts, bruises and regrets. The Critter

Sometimes I wonder if I should be institutionalized. I mean, I get into these rabbit holes. I always have. These chains of thought that completely consume me. Obsession doesn't quite cut it. I suppose

Full Metal Ox Day 1752 Tuesday 16, December 2025 Serenity Year Episode 1817 **Noxsoma Life Camp: [The QR code in this episode takes you to Our Substack Channel.] Super Power Tuesday Good Morning Fam, Sun

Full Metal Ox Day 1752 Tuesday 16, December 2025 Serenity Year Episode 1817 **Noxsoma Life Camp: [The QR code in this episode takes you to Our Substack Channel.] Trickle-Down Insanity [Part 2] Tranquility

Seems like there are so many views on the world today that border complete insanity... yet are taken seriously.

When I was quite young, I was sometimes thought to be a little nuts for copying everyone's accent.

When forced so called protective medicine is a hidden form of eugenics and seilf extinction sacrifice

Don't give up, gotta keep going! When you feel like your sinking and those demons be creeping up. Just dance'em away just keep moving! We forward go, the future not that far away! The world needs you to

Silence, why so much hesitation? Silence, maybe I was too late. Silence, was something lost in translation? Silence, I love, but maybe she hate. Waiting, what am I supposed to do? Waiting, I die a little

No more hiding, I'm peeling back the mask. Going to show'em all, who I think I am? A man who thinks, who writes, who feels more. His pain, his sorrow, his hidden vulnerability. It's all too intense too

WTF did I do today?!?! Oh, I was first flight and induced 90% collapses of the flying device that is holding me in the air, then out the device back together in a second and continued fly for the next

Takes painful emotions to feed my inspiration. Love is the most powerful one. The same could be said for a little infatuation. Sets my imagination from a walk to a run. This love is like a tree, starts

Something has got to happen. Things have to change. I need a transformation. Please make me strange. I want to be unrecognizable. To the world a fresh start. To mine own self, unknown. Something deep within

I want to feel death's breath on my neck. I want to peer into the exquisite emptiness. Just laying there with a vacant stare. On the ground, not a sound, except maggots biting down. Feeding their existence,

Back to the surface, yeah I'm bubbling up. Did you miss me? Even longed for the day? I'm that scab that never heals, even in a bath full of eels. I'm that electric bill you haven't paid. [NOTICE: PAYMENT

All the way back in 2005, I was living in Arizona working for “the man,” the giant corporation we all love to hate: McDonald’s. Although I’m grateful for the experience, and even get melancholic over it,

Bunch of absolute scum, abuse power, abuse surveillance. Organise daily harassment, feel powerful, faint ignorant; Cause damages that are permanent, enjoy impunity, suffer no consequence; put on f faces,

When Trump was in campaign mode, he told us over and over, we would be so tired of winning, we would beg him to stop. He would, of course, not allow mercy (make sense of that) and give us more wins, because