Witty Bit Eruptions

Ingmar Bergman only made one movie. It was around 153 hours long. Some parts were better than others.

Most people have not only drank the kool-aid, they have mixed it with the sexual secretions of their brood and spread it all over their writhing bodies, infiltrating their every crease, crevice and orifice, boring out their insides until they are but a husk with only enough moisture to drool in dependent, delicious rapture.

Of free will…my thoughts argue against and prove it true…my actions for and false…all a pleasure…to what may be…the senses.

To pursue with whatever vigor desirous, at any given moment, any activity or object that would result in the most personally acceptable ratio of pleasure to malady, accepting responsiblity for any potential miscalculation, the only necessary external condition being that one’s actions not directly deprive another of the same pursuit.