Who am I?
Is that a weird question?
Why do I keep writing this nonsense?
Don’t I have anything better to do?

Does anyone even read this madness?
Why did I start this site?
What’s the purpose of it?
Is it about my life, or is it about life in general?
Or is it just a place for my art?

Who cares?

who cares

maybe none of this matters… it’s all temporary anyway.
…one day lights will shutdown, and all this pointless nonsense disappears.

oh but wait!… what if i print it!

then at least there’s a chance that someday… when all the tech is gone… someone will find it and read it.

…he may think that:

“Oh what a weird culture it was back when things still mattered. Now nothing matters, we are just surviving. There’s no movies, no internet, only small groups who are trying to stay alive. We haven’t had electricity in over 100 years. Piles of rubble everywhere.”

it will be an important evidence about humanity… yes!
…that old man who found the paper will bring it back to the camp.. and he’ll say:

“Look everyone what I found! This is an important evidence about humanity. We have to honor it and protect it with our lives. We will show it to our children and teach them how to live in a more civil manner.”

Weird Questions


there… i printed that historical document

…now what the hell do i do with it?