"Once you realize that all the rules are fake, that civility and morality are nothing more than the thinnest of membranes stretched over a chaotic swirling roil of puncturing needles and slashing blades; once you understand that life is for living and nothing more, then you begin to taste the first gentle snowdrops of freedom as they melt on your burning face.

"But there's an avalanche of liberty awaiting beyond that scant initial blush. The pursuit of it, the mad desire to ride its crest like a surfer does a breaking wave; to challenge it and risk being swallowed whole by it? That's where it's really at."

2014.07.06 – 2023.03.08

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